Chapter 420

"My plan is to buy this painting and make it the crown jewel of that project!"

"With this painting in place, how many people will come to visit?"

"With such a massive flow of visitors, do we still fear not making a profit?"

In the conference room, everyone else was stunned.

What did you say? For such a huge project, you want a single painting to drive the visitor flow?

Are you freaking kidding me?

Didn't you see the Chairman was stunned dumb by your proposal?

A senior executive cleared his throat and said with a forced smile.

"If it catches the Young Master's eye, this painting must be a world-famous masterpiece."

"But our project targets the general public."

"Although those world-famous paintings have big names, they are too highbrow for the masses; how many people can actually understand them?"

"The Young Master's proposal seems a bit..."

"Good!" The Chairman suddenly snapped out of it, slammed the table, and shouted in approval.

It scared everyone in the conference room half to death.

That senior executive was even more delighted.

It seems my words today were well-reasoned; the Boss is overjoyed.

But he didn't expect the Chairman to stand up, pat the young man's shoulder a few times, and look at him with deep satisfaction.

"Excellent, excellent, you've grown up; this idea is very good!"

What the heck? Everyone in the room was dumbfounded.

Such an outrageous idea; how did you agree to it, Chairman?

The Chairman spoke slowly.

"The meaning in his words is clearly not about money."

"If this matter were entrusted to you, how would you plan to secure it?"

The young man smiled confidently and said.

"I know the entertainment industry too well."

"For someone with his kind of traffic, it's all about riding the wave of youth."

"So, isn't it enough just to guarantee his security?"

The Chairman nodded, and a smile also appeared on his face.

"Excellent, you know how to treat the root cause of the problem."

"Go handle it."

"Within five hundred million, you decide for yourself!"

"Damn it! They actually called me a country bumpkin!"

In a luxurious mansion in Shanxi Province, a middle-aged man fiercely threw his phone onto the floor.

The golden phone instantly shattered into pieces, scattering several streaks of golden light across the room.

The middle-aged man plopped down onto the sofa, his face so dark it seemed ready to drip water.

"Knock, knock, knock!" A knocking sound came from the door.

"Come in!"

A secretary with a voluptuous figure and captivating charm walked in.

As if she didn't see the phone fragments on the floor, she took out a document and said.

"Boss, this month's rent has already been collected."

"The rent in the Imperial Capital totals sixty-three million, and the rent in Magic City..."

"Shut up!" The Boss suddenly flew into a rage.

"Don't mention money to me! Damn it, the last thing I want to hear right now is money!"

The secretary was stunned and tightly closed her mouth.

The Boss loosened his tie and suddenly roared.

"So what if I have money? Does having money make me guilty?"

"I inherited the coal mines through my own ability and sold the coal mines for tens of billions through my own ability!"

"I bought so many houses to collect rent through my own ability!"

"On what grounds do they call me a country bumpkin?"

The secretary suddenly had a thought and said softly.

"Boss, I actually have a good idea..."

Huh? The Boss suddenly lifted his head and stared at her.

The secretary took out her phone, operated it for a moment, and handed it over.

"Boss, if we can buy this painting..."

The Boss snorted coldly and casually took the phone.

"What damn painting? Who can even look at that thing..."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly stopped abruptly, like a duck with its neck strangled.

After a long while, he suddenly burst out laughing.

"Yes, yes, yes! It's exactly this kind of painting; if I buy a painting like this, who dares to call me a country bumpkin?"

As he spoke, he suddenly pulled open the drawer, took out several stacks of banknotes, and stuffed them into the secretary's arms.

"That's a good idea; I'm rewarding you!"

The secretary fumbled to take the banknotes, and her face immediately lit up with a smile.

"Boss, the auction for this painting starts at 3 PM this afternoon..."

"Auction?" The boss instantly perked up.

"Isn't it just about who has more money? Who am I afraid of?"

"Arrange my private jet right now!"

The secretary said patiently.

"Boss, this master said he isn't looking at the money..."

"Pah!" The boss spat hard.

"What do you mean he isn't looking at the money? That's because the money offered isn't enough!"

"Good daughter, why do I feel what you're saying is so unreliable?"

Xie Lecheng looked deeply conflicted.

Wan Zi puffed out her small chest and said proudly.

"I'm my brother's biggest fan!"

"I started being a fan of him the moment he debuted!"

"I watched him grow up... Pah! I watched him become famous!"

"I know him better than anyone!"

"Especially in the last few months, I've been paying attention to him almost every moment!"

"I can say with pride that I am the person who knows him best in the world!"

"If you listen to me, you absolutely won't be wrong!"

Xie Lecheng nodded subconsciously, then suddenly his expression changed.

"You pay attention to him every moment? Then when do you study?"

Wan Zi immediately deflated and gave a sheepish smile.

"That's not the point; the point is I know him very well!"

"What I say is absolutely correct!"

"Do you still want this painting or not?"

Xie Lecheng stared at her for a while, then finally sighed helplessly.

"Alright, then I'll trust you this once!"