Shenhao: Beginning To Become A Great Writer

"Very good, very good! From now on, I will leave all the affairs of this manor to you!"

After Qin Hao finished reading it, he returned the information to Xia Zhiyun and said.

"Don't worry, the boss, this is my job! I wonder when the boss will officially move in?"

Xia Zhiyun nodded, and finally spoke.

"It's the weekend, get ready, I'm going to have a party here this weekend!"

After thinking for a while, Qin Hao said directly.

"I see, boss, don't worry, I will arrange it!"

Xia Zhiyun nodded and said.

After explaining some things again, Qin Hao didn't stop, and drove away from Phoenix Mountain Villa again. Having nothing to do, Qin Hao drove directly to Antique Street.

"Boss, you are here!"

Qin Hao just came in, and after a guy saw Qin Hao, "eight five seven" hurried up to greet him.

"Um!"

Qin Hao nodded, then Qin Hao also looked towards the direction of the counter, and saw that Bai Jingchang was receiving a customer at the moment, who seemed to be here to sell things, out of curiosity, Qin Hao also walked over.

"I'm sorry, old sister, we really don't accept this painting of yours here! I'm a little confused, you should go to another house to have a look!"

Bai Jingchang's voice came.

At this moment, Qin Hao noticed that facing Bai Jingchang was an old lady who looked to be in her 60s and was very plainly dressed.

Rather, it is a bit worn out. Although it is said to be very clean, it can be seen that some places have been washed a little whitish, and the style is also very old. Nowadays, it is rare to see people wearing this kind of clothes in Shanghai.

The old lady had white hair, her face was covered with wrinkles, her face was full of pain, and her back was slightly hunchbacked. She didn't look like a city dweller, but a farmer.

Of course, Qin Hao also knew very well that it is absolutely not allowed to judge people by their appearance on the Antique Street, and no one knows who is an actor here.

It can be said that on the antique street, nine out of ten sellers have stories. The last one may be dumb.

"Boss, here we come!"

After seeing Qin Hao, Bai Jingchang also hastily opened his mouth to speak.

"Hmm! You are..."

Qin Hao asked.

"Boss, this customer is here to sell paintings, but I don't like this painting! The asking price is too high! It will sell for 100,000!"

Bai Jingchang said.

"oh?"

Qin Hao's eyes also fell on a painting on the counter.

After seeing this painting, Qin Hao finally understood why Bai Jingchang didn't like it very much. This painting really didn't look like a fake, it was indeed an old object.

It should be something around the Republic of China, but the quality of this painting is really not flattering. Today, Qin Hao has god-level calligraphy and painting skills, and he is absolutely top-notch in calligraphy and painting appreciation.

In his opinion, although the painting looks pretty good on the surface, it should actually be a copied work, full of craftsmanship [without the slightest sense of agility.

The ink used is also very rough, without any spirituality at all. In his eyes, this should only be the level of street painters today, according to this situation.

The price of this painting should be around a few thousand yuan, at most it will not exceed ten thousand, and asking for one hundred thousand is indeed outrageous.

"Shopkeeper, have you really looked at it carefully? This is my wife's collection. It is said that it was passed down from his ancestors. If it wasn't for my wife's illness in the hospital and needing life-saving money, I wouldn't be able to sell it!"

Seeing this, the old lady said with some unwillingness to give up.

"Old sister, your price is really too high. I can only pay five thousand at most, and it can't be higher." If you really can't, go to another store to see!

Bai Jingchang said.

"This.....Okay!"

The old lady said with some disappointment, and then prepared to put away the painting.

"Wait a moment!"

Seeing this, Qin Hao stopped the opponent directly.

"What's the matter with you, lad?"

Seeing this, the old lady's eyes fell on Qin Hao, and she said with some doubts.

"Is this painting really handed down by your wife and ancestors?"

Qin Hao asked.

"Of course it's true. My wife, I will be seventy soon, so I can't lie. This painting was originally collected by my wife's father, who is a professor.

A real scholarly family, who likes all kinds of old objects very much, but later caught up with the special era, was knocked down, and was directly ransacked.

All the other things were smashed up, only this one painting was well hidden and preserved, the old man didn't survive, and he gave this painting to my wife when he was dying!

My wife has always regarded this thing very seriously. Unfortunately, when he was on the ground a month ago, he fell and had a cerebral hemorrhage. Although he said he was sent to the hospital in time. 0

But the medical conditions over there are really limited, so we can only be transferred here, but the medical expenses here are too high, and the family has been emptied. I have no choice but to sell paintings!"

said the old lady.

"Is that so...your wife is really in the hospital?" Qin Hao asked.

"Of course it's true. I just came out of the hospital and just finished taking care of my wife. The doctor said that my wife needs an operation that costs 100,000 yuan!

By the way, this is a diagnosis issued by the hospital, I am afraid of losing it, so I take it with me!"

Then the old lady also took out a bag from a cloth bag with her, and found a diagnosis certificate in it.

"It seems to be true!"

After Bai Jingchang glanced at it, he said with some surprise that he thought he had met an actor at first, but now it seems that he must have misunderstood the other party. Of course, it does not rule out that the other party is well prepared.

"Well... Let's do it, old lady, I want this painting for 100,000 yuan! And I can arrange free treatment for your wife in Tianrui Hospital!"

After thinking for a while, Qin Hao said directly.

"My wife, you are..."

After hearing Qin Hao's 5.7 words, Bai Jingchang also showed a look of astonishment on his face, and looked at Qin Hao with some puzzlement, obviously not understanding Qin Hao's behavior.

"Tianrui Hospital?"

The old lady looked at Qin Hao in a daze.

"Old sister, Tianrui Hospital is the best private hospital in Shanghai! It is also the highest level in the entire Shanghai! The conditions are also the best, and only those rich and powerful can enter

Although he didn't know Qin Hao's intentions, Bai Jingchang still explained.

"What? The best hospital in Shanghai? Boy, is what you said true!? Can you really let my wife go there for free treatment?"

The old lady obviously understood Bai Jingchang's words, and couldn't help but speak immediately.

She is not afraid that Qin Hao will cheat her, because in her opinion, there is nothing in her that is worth being cheated by others. .