Rebirth 1980: A Storm In A Woman's Life

Liu Gaixia's diligence determined her position in the book world in the future.

Calligraphy is a road where there is no other shortcut to take except hard study and hard practice.

Liu Qiqiang is a reborn person and knows how precious Liu Gaixia's calligraphy works are after that.

Now holding her calligraphy works as gifts, big leaders like Li Jingjun are as happy as if they are receiving it.

If you have Zhang Gaixia's calligraphy works in your hand in the future, you will still take it to do big things.

"Sister, I want to discuss something with you. Do you see me ordering 1,000 yuan of calligraphy from you? Liu Qiqiang was straight to the point, and he didn't say that he customized it for others.

"What do you want so many calligraphy works for? Just write it to you if I need it, it doesn't cost money. You call me sister, and a Liu character can't be broken. Also say what to spend money. Vulgar. "Liu Gaixia really hasn't opened such a big Zhang.

After writing for so many years, I recently met this younger brother and found that his calligraphy was valuable, so I was happy with this younger brother's appreciation and recognition of himself.

"Sister, you don't understand, I'm just opening a sheet for you. Each of your calligraphy works must be priced. Our works are easy not to give away, just see that you are easy to write here, who knows what you have paid for over the years. "Liu Qiqiang has seen many calligraphers and painters cry sadly.

In a word, Liu Gaixia was also hot.

Yes, just how much time and effort has been spent on so many years of hard work.

He said that he was angry at home for writing, and only he knew in his heart.

Men always say that they are wasteful, waste time, waste money and waste feelings.

Can't you do housework when you have free time, and accompany the man to chat and visit the park?

Men always think that Liu Gaixia is not doing her job, who can be like her a good woman?

Listen to the man's nagging, listen to the man say that she wrote improperly, did not eat properly, drank it and wasted money.

If this is really like Liu Qiqiang said, you can earn 1,000 yuan a month from writing, then you can raise your eyebrows.

Men probably will never say that what they write is bad and worthless.

"Sister, write the rice paper I brought you first, and when I have the money to spare money after the things I have at hand in a few days, prepare more rice paper to write to my sister." Someone asked Bai for her sister's words, and if her sister didn't want to, she could say that her sister now had an agent. Liu Qiqiang began to teach Liu Gaixia.

"Broker? Don't you tease me, there is still an agent for the words I wrote? You know to be happy with your sister. Liu Gaixia laughed wildly.

Don't say, it makes sense that this Liu Gaixia can become one of the several beauties in the book world.

A smile is very decent and very attractive.

This may be the woman who later said: obviously you can eat by appearance, but you also want a woman with temperament to win people.

"I'm my sister's agent. I can collect 1,000 yuan of calligraphy works this time and become my sister's agent. In the future, I will help sell more of my sister's calligraphy works. 1,000 yuan is just the beginning, not much. I still have to earn. Liu Qiqiang said with a smile.

Liu Gaixia is a little moved, who can not be moved by this 1,000 yuan in front of him?

What's more, this is earned by writing calligraphy yourself!

It's comfortable to think about, if you take 1,000 yuan to the table and tell your husband righteously.

"This is the money I wrote in bad words, you take it and spend it as you like. More money will come in in the future. Liu Gaixia was happy when she thought about this scene, happy like a flower.

"Sister, don't hesitate. This money sister took it with peace of mind. I can also earn money holding these works, and my sister's works are real works of art. My sister's works are calligraphy and paintings worth collecting. Liu Qiqiang gushed at Liu Gaixia.

True works of art do not depreciate, and each calligraphy work is non-renewable and has its uniqueness.

The indelibility of artworks determines that the future market has a very large appreciation space, and there is a hundredfold, thousandfold or 10,000 times possibility.

"So how much work should I write for you?" How embarrassing this is, the rice paper was taken by you, and I still have to collect your money. Liu Gaixia still couldn't pass her own level.

The high level of cultural people makes her feel that collecting money is very vulgar, but ordinary people also want to eat.

There is no money in this world.

"In this way, my sister will give me 20 yuan per doufang, write down all the different sizes, anyway, I will definitely make a lot of money in the future by collecting your words." Liu Qiqiang joked and priced Liu Gaixia.

20 yuan per doufang is already very high according to the current charging standard.

At this time, Master Qigong's calligraphy work is only 100 yuan for four feet, that is, two four-foot doufang, and one doufang is 50 yuan.

By 2013, Qigong's calligraphy had skyrocketed 10,000 times.

According to incomplete statistics, 3,483 pieces of Qigong's personal calligraphy works were licensed, and about 2,579 were sold, with a total turnover of about 430 million yuan.

Heavenly high price! Who would have thought that a calligraphy work could rise to 1 million yuan a piece?

Liu Gaixia and Mr. Qigong naturally cannot be compared, but how much room for appreciation of her calligraphy works is Liu Qiqiang's heart.

At present, he does not have the ability to visit Mr. Qi Gong in Kyoto, so he starts with Liu Gaixia next to him.

"Okay then, it's better to be respectful than to obey. I'll write it at the price you say, but there's one thing you have to listen to me. Otherwise, I wouldn't have written it. Liu Gaixia said seriously.

"My sister said to listen, I will listen to everything I can." Liu Qiqiang looked at Liu Gaixia and asked.

"I don't have a problem with what you said, the price is set by you, and you must buy one get one free." Liu Gaixia said very seriously, as if he still took advantage of Liu Qiqiang.

"It scared me, I thought my sister didn't want to do this business with me. Didn't I want to steal fun for such a good thing? After that, my sister will not regret it. Liu Qiqiang laughed.

"What do I regret? You are a noble man in my life. I'm not afraid of your jokes, I really haven't seen so much money after writing words for so many years. Fruits, malt creamers and the like are often sent, and I have never even seen rice and noodles. Liu Gaixia also smiled.

The reason why she said this is because her man often says: "You can't write a broken word as rice, you can't cook in the pot, you can't eat enough."

"Now I take the money to the grain store, and the high-priced white-flour rice is casually moved home." How big a thing, we look like gold hands and silver arms, and we will not be bad at money in the future. Liu Qiqiang laughed.

Such a cool conversation is really rare, and the leader cannot speak like this.

Men who go home rarely see smiling looks in front of them.

The man feels that he is out of tune, and he is a person who is not willing to explain too much.