Chapter 17 Small goal, earn 1 million first
Chapter 17 Small goal, earn million first
Yang Xiaofan smiled.
"Mr. Ma, you are too kind. I am just trying to make a living."
Mr. Ma shook his head and said seriously:
"I'm not kidding you, what I said is true. Mr. Yang, I'll buy your painting. In addition, I want to buy another 100. The price is the same as what you gave to President Mu, how about that?"
Yang Xiaofan was shocked.
The paintings he sold to Mu Shuyu were one million each, and Mr. Ma directly asked for one hundred, so wouldn’t that be one hundred million?
Are all collectors so generous?
Before he could even open his mouth, Mr. Yu immediately smiled and said:
"Mr. Ma, you can't just drain all of Mr. Yang's paintings by yourself. You have to leave some for us, right?"
Liu Hu also quickly spoke:
"Yes, yes, yes. I want to buy some more."
Mu Shuyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Mr. Yang can paint for us anytime in the long run, so why worry?"
"That's right, I was too impatient when I saw a good painting."
Mr. Ma patted his head and smiled awkwardly.
"Then how about this, Mr. Yang? I will pay you a quarter of the deposit first, and you can take your time to paint. When the painting is finished, I will come to pick it up."
"I will also pay a deposit of 25 million."
"me too."
Seeing that all three of them had paid the deposit, Mu Shuyu spread her hands.
"It seems that I have to pay the deposit first, so that I won't be able to queue up later."
These people's words hit Yang Xiaofan's head and made him dizzy.
Are all rich people so generous?
Any investment made by someone would make tens of millions, and if several people add up, that would be one hundred million!
He had never seen so much money in his life.
The last time Mu Shuyu bought a painting, she only spent 10 million.
Just as he was in a trance, his cell phone beeped four times.
Ding ding ding ding.
Yang Xiaofan knew that the money had arrived.
"Gudu!"
He couldn't help but swallow.
"You guys are forcing me to buy something like this! I haven't agreed to the painting yet."
Mu Shuyu smiled wickedly.
"I just can't wait for your consent! You are such a great painter, and you will have more and more customers in the future. If we don't buy a batch now, how can we buy them in the future?"
Yang Xiaofan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Okay, I get it. Four hundred drawings, right? I'll draw them for you when I get back. But I'm afraid I won't be able to finish them today, as I have classes in the afternoon."
"It's okay. I have to rush back this afternoon. When you finish drawing, just give it to President Mu and she will mail it to us."
Yang Xiaofan nodded.
"Okay, let's put it this way first."
"Then we won't bother you anymore, we'll go back first."
"it is good!"
Several people said goodbye one after another. After seeing them off, Yang Xiaofan finally thanked Mu Shuyu:
"Mr. Mu, thank you so much for today."
Mu Shuyu pursed her lips and smiled.
"Why thank me? They are all my friends, and they all like to collect famous paintings, so I introduced you to them. Besides, they have already given me the introduction fee."
"Although you said so, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to sell so many paintings at once. I'll transfer 10 million to you as a thank you fee."
"Really, no need. Ten million is nothing to me. If you really feel bad about it, you can give me a few more paintings."
"That's okay too!"
Yang Xiaofan nodded.
"If there's nothing else, I'll leave today. After school in the evening, I'll start painting. When I'm done, I'll give it all to you."
"Okay, do you need me to take you there?"
"No, I can just take a taxi back."
After saying that, Yang Xiaofan ran out quickly.
The reason why he didn't let Mu Shuyu send him off was not because of any other reason, but because he really couldn't suppress his inner excitement.
From a poor guy with nothing to a net worth hundreds of millions, this earth-shaking change has had a huge impact on Yang Xiaofan!
After arriving downstairs of the company, he found an open space and looked around to see if there was anyone. Yang Xiaofan quickly took out his mobile phone and stared at the four messages on it. Looking at the string of zeros, he couldn't help but roar with excitement.
"YESIR!"
One hundred million!
How many people can’t earn 100 million in their entire life!
Earning 10 million before already made him speechless with excitement. But now, this amount is ten times more than before!
A full ten times!
In fact, this is just the deposit. After I finish the painting, I will still have several hundred million left!
This feeling of being rich made Yang Xiaofan feel that his blood was flowing faster, and his body felt light and as if it wanted to float.
With so much money, I can't just watch it lie quietly in the bank. Wouldn't that be too unfair to it?
flower!
Must spend!
However, how should we spend so much money?
Even if you go to the best food place in northern Jiangsu and have a meal, it would cost at most a few hundred thousand yuan.
This doesn't fit with my current status as a billionaire!
At this moment, Yang Xiaofan suddenly saw Mu Shuyu's Ferrari.
Oh, Ferrari!
I only had 5 million before, so I definitely wouldn't dare to buy a sports car like Ferrari. I only bought a BMW M. Now the car has been given to the fat man. Since I don't have a car, why don't I buy another Ferrari?
Yang Xiaofan did what he said and took a taxi directly.
"Master, go to the Ferrari Four Sons store in northern Jiangsu."
"okay."
The driver was familiar with the route and quickly took Yang Xiaofan to Ferrari's fourth son store.
Yang Xiaofan directly threw out a hundred yuan.
"Here, no need to look for it."
The driver's face turned black when he received the hundred yuan.
"Damn it, one hundred and one yuan, and you still owe me one yuan, and you actually told me not to give you the change! Why are you pretending to be rich when you don't have any money?"
However, he did not go after Yang Xiaofan. He didn't even care about a dollar.
Yang Xiaofan came to the Ferrari Four Sons store. The service here was much more upscale than that of the BMW Four Sons store.
The sales trainers were all very nice and didn't look down on anyone at all.
However, this is also normal, because the BMW 4th series store may also have some low-end customers who buy the 1st and 3rd series, and their quality is not high.
There are also many internet celebrities.
However, most people would not dare to visit a store like Ferrari.
If the car paint is even slightly bumped, it would be enough to make many people struggle for several more years!
"Hello, sir. Are you here to look at the car?"
“I’m here to buy a car!”
Now that he has 100 million yuan, Yang Xiaofan speaks more confidently than when he bought the BMW.
When the salesperson heard that he wanted to buy a car, his eyes suddenly lit up and he smiled even sweeter.
"I don't know if you have a favorite model?"
"I like any Ferrari."
(End of this chapter)