Phi-Fic Chapter 435 Guan Juer 6
Chapter 435 Guan Juer 6
After washing up and taking a shower, Guan Juer went straight into the studio and began to paint.
She heard her phone ringing midway through, but she wasn't in the mood to pay attention to it at the moment.
After finishing the last few strokes, Guan Juer put down her brush and rubbed her wrist.
She stood up and picked up her phone; it was already 2 a.m.
Not hearing any noise outside, Xiao Qi and Yun Shang probably went back to avoid disturbing her.
She opened her phone and saw a message that money had been deposited into her bank account, along with a message from the person who transferred the money, telling her to check her account.
Guan Juer didn't reply to him; she simply logged out and turned off her phone screen.
She went outside, washed her hands, and went to bed.
Another day of sleeping until the afternoon. After lunch, Guan Juer looked for someone to renovate her art studio while she and Xiao Qi went to look for a storefront to open a restaurant.
After spending the afternoon looking around without finding anything, I went to the supermarket to buy groceries and went straight home. I plan to eat at home today.
Yunshang had arrived home, and Guan Juer began assigning tasks.
She took charge of cooking, Yunshang prepared and chopped the vegetables, and Xiaoqi washed them. With a clear division of labor, the group started working.
While I was working, someone knocked on the door from the outside.
Guan Juer was cooking and couldn't leave, and Yunshang was chopping vegetables and couldn't come, so Xiaoqi had to wipe her hands and go open the door.
"Zhong Xiaoqi, you and your sister are here. Where's Guan Guan?" Qu Xiaoxiao said when she saw him.
"Yes, we're preparing dinner."
Qu Xiaoxiao walked in familiarly: "I haven't had dinner yet either, would it be okay if I joined you?"
She's always been a straightforward person, thick-skinned, so naturally she wasn't embarrassed.
“Sure,” Xiao Qi said enthusiastically.
"That's great! I get to taste the cooking of several handsome men and beautiful women. I can tell it's delicious just by the smell." Qu Xiaoxiao praised without reservation.
Guan Juer turned around and glanced at her: "Sit down for a while, there's water in the refrigerator."
Xiao Qi went over and opened the refrigerator: "Qu Xiaoxiao, what would you like to drink?"
Qu Xiaoxiao glanced at the refrigerator, which was full of things: "Give me a bottle of orange juice."
I gave her a bottle of juice, and then Xiaoqi went to prepare the dishes and chopsticks.
After all the dishes were served, the group sat down at the table.
Guan Juer served everyone rice: "Let's eat. It's rare for me to cook."
"It's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early. I'm in good luck today," Qu Xiaoxiao said with a smile.
Xiao Qi nodded in agreement: "Indeed, it's rare for us to have this."
Yunshang nodded in agreement. She was also a good cook, but since her master rarely cooked, she felt that her cooking tasted better.
"What brings you here today?" Guan Juer asked, not forgetting her business as she ate her meal.
Qu Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "Let's eat first, then we'll talk."
The food was indeed delicious; let's talk about her matter later.
Hearing her say that, everyone had no choice but to eat first. In fact, Guan Juer and the others had already figured out the plot.
Qu Xiaoxiao is probably trying to prove herself to her father by securing an air conditioner agency project, and she's probably asking them for help.
While the group was having their meal, an auction was in full swing on the other side.
Guan Juer has a painting that is currently being auctioned. It was a work she put up for auction before she planned to open her art studio.
The auction hall was filled with people, all there for items that interested them.
There are also many private rooms upstairs, where people of status who do not want to show their faces are seated.
"The next lot, 'Void,' is a work by the painter Guan Juer. As you can see, her exquisite painting skills give you the illusion of traveling through the void."
The auctioneer's voice echoed throughout the auction hall, and everyone's eyes turned to the painting, their gazes lingering there.
Just like the auctioneer said, you get completely absorbed in it as you look at it.
Seeing that everyone's interest had been piqued, the auctioneer immediately announced, "The bidding will now begin, with a starting price of 950,000."
"One million!" someone shouted.
Others began to raise the price: "One and a half million."
"Two million."
……
"five million."
"Six million."
After six million, the scene was quiet for a while, but then people started bidding again.
"Six and a half million."
……
"Nine million."
After the nine million figure was revealed, no one else spoke up.
The auctioneer asked routinely, "Guest number 26 has bid nine million. Does anyone else want to raise the bid?"
No one spoke. The auctioneer scanned the crowd and, seeing no one raise their paddle, continued: "Nine million for the first time."
After a short wait, he continued: "Nine million, the second time."
"Room number seven has offered ten million." A staff member came down with a sign representing room number seven.
"The bid for room number seven is ten million. Does anyone else want to raise the price?" The auctioneer's eyes swept across the room.
No one raised their paddle, so he continued: "Ten million for the first time, ... ten million for the last time, sold."
After saying that, he brought down the auction gavel: "Congratulations to the guest in room number seven for successfully bidding on 'The Void'."
The painting was put away and taken to private room number seven.
The door to the private room opened, and a staff member entered with some items.
The person in charge was the manager here. He stepped forward and held up a document: "Mr. Zhou, this is the painting you auctioned. Please sign the confirmation form."
Zhou Ling looked over, picked up a pen and signed his name. Then his assistant handed him a card and took the painting.
After the manager swiped the card and the money was credited to his account, he left immediately.
The assistant asked, "Mr. Zhou, would you like to open the painting and take a look?"
"Open."
The assistant opened the painting and placed it on the table in front of Zhou Ling.
Zhou Ling looked at the painting for a while, and finally her gaze fell on the signature.
He just took a picture of this painting for two reasons: one, the painting itself really piqued his interest, and two, he noticed the name and inexplicably took a picture of it.
The assistant noticed his gaze: "This name seems to be the same as the owner of the car you hit last time."
"Go check and see if it's the same person," Zhou Ling said after a moment of silence.
"Ok."
Zhou Ling came to the auction mainly to buy a birthday gift for his mother, but unexpectedly, he also took a liking to a painting.
After the auction ended, he returned home with the painting he had won and a rare piece of jade.
After Guan Juer finished her meal, Qu Xiaoxiao invited them to her house for a while.
Under Qu Xiaoxiao's warm hospitality, they sat down on the sofa, and Guan Juer spoke up: "Aren't you going to tell me about your matter?"
Qu Xiaoxiao could only produce a few documents related to the air conditioning project, explain her difficulties, and ask for everyone's help.
"You should know that Yunshang and I both studied art, while Xiaoqi studied management and doesn't know about these things."
Xiaoqi made reasonable arrangements for Xiaoqi and Yunshang's university and major based on the things they were going to do.
Qu Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "I know, but I still wanted to ask if you could help, just in case."
After all, the people she found were all top students.
Guan Juer exchanged glances with Yunshang and Xiaoqi, and then each took the documents and looked at them for a few moments.