Eldest Miss’s Style Isn’t Right

Chapter 162: I don't want to dream long nights

Just after putting it away, the staff came in. Zhuang Jing was so scared that she almost tripped over herself. The staff froze for a moment without thinking, "Miss Zhuang, the painting you mentioned is ready..."

Zhuang Jing nodded and said, "Well, these paintings can be delivered to my house for me first!"

The gallery has her home address, after all, she is a regular visitor, and she doesn't need to say anything.

The staff nodded, thinking of the outside painting by Shao Zihan that Zhuang Jing had also bought, and asked: "Miss Zhuang, do you want to wait for you to finish the tour and send it to the house with the outside one?"

Zhuang Jing blinked, "No, send these over first."

She doesn't want to have many dreams at night.

It seems that this is too abrupt, Zhuang Jing added: "The paintings outside...If you can, can you hang them for an extra week? Next week I want to come over with a few friends to have a look...At that time, I If you want to buy this painting, you can just answer that it has already been ordered."

The staff was quiet for a few seconds and nodded, "Okay."

Zhuang Jing watched the staff send the paintings mixed with Gu Qingyu's paintings to the special car. When she saw the car set off, she breathed a sigh of relief and calmly went in and waited for Shao Zihan.

The staff curled their lips where she could not see, and murmured, "I really love face..."

It took a long time for her boyfriend's paintings to be hung up and no one cared about them before they were sent to the warehouse. Zhuang Jing bought it and wanted to please her boyfriend. She had to let them hang them in the most conspicuous place for a week, and they had all been sold. Up...

Yes, it is precisely because it is in the most conspicuous place that people will see it. When someone asks, they will know that this painting has been sold. Her boyfriend will definitely feel very proud. She plans to bring friends over next week. , It is estimated that this is the idea.

The staff organized the warehouse and prepared to hang out the paintings that Gu Qingyu had just sent. When they saw the paintings in front of them, they were taken aback.

Just...is it also four?

How did she remember that it seemed more than just a moment ago?

Did you remember it wrong?

An important guest came over. The staff didn't think much about it. They hung up the four paintings first, and then went out to accompany the guests to the gallery.

On the other end, Shao Zihan triumphed as he watched his painting hung in the most conspicuous position.

He knew that his paintings were actually very good, that is, the judges of the Angel Cup had no eyesight. Looking at this gallery, they had eyesight and hung his paintings here!

Shao Zihan completely forgot that one of the main judges of the Angel Cup is the owner of this gallery.

If his work is really so good, he won't only get a comforting award for excellence, and he won't be able to sell it for almost a month.

However, paintings are not easy to sell in the first place. Before meeting someone who knows how to appreciate it, a painting may hang for a few years and no one cares about it. This is a normal thing.

Seeing his happiness, Zhuang Jing smiled and said, "Zihan, do you know? I asked the staff just now, and she said that your paintings have been sold, and they have sold five figures!"

Shao Zihan's eyes lit up immediately, five-figure...As far as he knows, even the first prize of this Angel Cup is almost at this price...

In other words, his paintings are not worse than those of the first prize!

Shao Zihan was in a better mood immediately, admiring his paintings, and felt that he was on the Angel Cup before, and he was a Maxima that no one appreciated!

And now, there are finally people who know how to appreciate him...