If before, when he heard Jiang Xue say that the minimum price would be over twenty thousand, he thought it was a fantasy and that Jiang Xue overestimated herself.
But now, he felt he was the one who was blind. Given the current situation, not to mention twenty thousand, even fifty thousand would find a buyer.
It seems that when setting the auction price for these three paintings, it must be set higher.
When Mr. Chen saw that those people were indeed gathered in front of Jiang Xue’s calligraphy pieces, he was pleased and said to her, "Girl, it seems you’re about to make a name for yourself."
"It’s all thanks to Mr. Chen," Jiang Xue also smiled. She was very happy that so many people liked and appreciated her calligraphy.
Of course, without Mr. Chen, she wouldn’t be where she is today, so Mr. Chen is the real hero, and her gratitude towards him goes without saying.
Moreover, she has already decided to give Mr. Chen a piece of calligraphy as a token of appreciation.
However, she hasn’t told Mr. Chen about this yet, planning to wait until it’s done to give it to him.
"Haha, I just built a bridge, everything still depends on your own efforts." Mr. Chen laughed.
At first, he and Old Xiao both thought the calligraphy Jiang Xue was selling was written by an elder in her family, until the day when they said they were going to exhibit the works, and found out it was written by Jiang Xue herself.
For a girl not even twenty years old to write such calligraphy is truly remarkable.
"Without Mr. Chen’s support, no matter how hard I worked, it would be useless." Jiang Xue responded with a smile, pleasing Mr. Chen even more, and he said, "Girl, you suit my taste more and more. Come, I’ll introduce you to a few old friends."
"Okay, thank you, Mr. Chen." Jiang Xue thanked him with a smile, then followed Mr. Chen to the side. Mu Qiancheng followed behind them, speaking little, almost just a background. But he was very happy, for Jiang Xue and also for himself.
Several elderly men with gray hair saw Mr. Chen bringing Jiang Xue over, each of them smiled and said, "Old Chen, long time no see, you look more and more energetic."
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"Old Chen, who is this by your side?"
"Old Chen, could this be your granddaughter?"
"I’m not that lucky. This is not my granddaughter, but my young friend, Jiang Xue."
"Jiang, come, meet the elders."
"Hello, seniors. I’m Jiang Xue, please forgive me for any rudeness." Jiang Xue greeted the elderly with a smile, calm and graceful, leaving a good impression on them.
Mu Qiancheng followed behind them, glancing at the elderly present, his eyes flickering. He had not seen these people before, but he had seen their pictures in the newspapers. All of them were influential figures in their respective fields.
At this moment, he also became curious about Mr. Chen’s identity. An elderly man who seems unremarkable knows so many significant figures; his identity must be out of the ordinary.
Mr. Chen and his old friends chatted for a while, and before they knew it, it was noon, so he planned to invite everyone to have lunch together, fulfilling the host’s duty.
Originally, he also wanted to invite Jiang Xue, but she declined. She was just an unknown young girl, unqualified to sit alongside these master figures.
Earlier, they were willing to interact with her because of Mr. Chen. So, Jiang Xue was self-aware and, after declining Mr. Chen’s kind invitation, left with Mu Qiancheng.
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