80s Wife Is Sweet and Sassy

Chapter 497 Beauty trick is also a marketing tool
"That's right, it's the painting at Mrs. Sun's house, which cost hundreds of thousands of dollars!"

"How many sunflowers are there? Didn't Mrs. Sun say that the one in her house is the only one?"

"Then this is fake."

"But this fake one looks better than the real one."

A group of wives huddled under the painting of sunflowers, discussing and agreeing that the one in the gallery is better than the one in Mrs. Sun's house.

"Then Mrs. Sun's house is fake." Someone said.

"Impossible, Mrs. Sun said it cost hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy it."

"Hey, a few of what she said are true. She is not even willing to buy a belt worth more than 1000 yuan. Can she be willing to spend hundreds of thousands of dollars on a painting?"

The wives all laughed with contempt in their eyes, and someone said again: "Then this picture is real?"

"In foreign museums, these are fakes, but this copy is quite decent. The artist's level is quite high. The price of this painting is definitely not cheap."

It was Mrs. Liang who was talking, and I couldn't listen anymore. They were all bumpkins, and she looked down on Mrs. Sun even more. He also likes to slap swollen faces to pretend to be fat. A fake painting worth hundreds of dollars is supposed to be an authentic one worth hundreds of thousands.

Heh... the fat man didn't investigate first, and made a world-famous sunflower to brag about. The couple are old hats.

The expressions of a group of ladies became embarrassing, and after arguing for a long time, their daring feelings were all fake, wasting their saliva.

"Can this fake painting be sold for a price?" someone asked curiously.

Liang Tai rolled his eyes, "Of course, there are grades for fakes. Some famous painters like to copy to the point of confusing the real. Naturally, such fakes are not cheap. The key depends on who is copying. If you copy, you can pay a penny. They can't be sold."

The wives burst into laughter, and the run-on wife retreated resentfully, and greeted Mrs. Liang's eighteenth generation ancestors in her heart, hmph, she's just an underground mistress who can't see her light, what's the fuss about!

"Xiao Chu, where is Master Mei? He hasn't arrived yet?" Mrs. Liu asked loudly.

"I'll go take a look, wait a minute!"

Chu Qiao secretly laughed, Mei Jiuming put on a good air, that's what he wanted, he was arrogant and arrogant, and his attitude was too good, but it would make the wives feel that the painter had no status.

Mei Jiuming had been in his studio the whole time, waiting for Chu Qiao to call for someone.

"Come out and pick up the guests."

Chu Qiao said something when she saw him, but after she finished speaking, she felt that something was wrong, and she saw Mei Jiuming's helpless smile, and she came to her senses and said with a smile: "You think too much, go out quickly, everything Waiting to see you, a great painter, don't forget the confession we prepared."

Mei Jiuming felt even more helpless, "You say that like we are going to commit a crime."

"This is legal marketing, hurry up!"

Chu Qiao pushed, Mei Jiuming is the protagonist today.

Mei Jiuming was wearing a tunic suit today, his hair was combed shiny, and he looked like a gentleman in the Republic of China. He was like the hero in a movie. He was late, and when he walked out, all the wives were stunned. .

The eyes were reluctant to blink, and the eyeballs didn't even move, and they looked straight.

They all secretly agreed with Chu Qiao's words. With such a good appearance, coupled with this fairy demeanor, the French President will definitely meet him.

Mrs. Liang was also dumbfounded. She thought that Chu Qiao was bragging, but she didn't expect that what Chu Qiao said was a little more conservative. This painter is more handsome than the movie stars in Hong Kong City, especially the melancholy one. Temperament, I really want to fascinate her.

Mrs. Liu was the first to react, stabbed the wives around her hard, and said loudly: "This is Master Mei, right? I have heard of you for a long time, and it is like thunder."

The other wives also came back to their senses, scrambling to shake hands with Mei Jiuming, and they were reluctant to let go after holding hands, just like a person who has been on a vegetarian diet for a year, his eyes glow green when he sees meat.

They all looked like wolves and tigers, which made Liang very angry because she was pushed outside and didn't even shake hands.

Although Mei Jiuming had seen some things in the world, he was still frightened by the enthusiasm of these women. He smoked it several times, but he couldn't pull it out. He didn't know who was holding it tightly.

No, it should have been grabbed by several hands.

Mei Jiuming turned to Chu Qiao outside for help. Now he was not worried about whether the painting would be sold, but worried about his own innocence.

Chu Qiao suppressed a smile, and pulled the ladies away, "The sisters are here to buy paintings, let Mr. Mei introduce these paintings to us, sisters just ask, if you like it, buy it, Mr. Mei will definitely give it to the sisters Best price."

"Yes, yes, Xiaomei, how much money does this little girl cost?"

A lady looked at Mei Jiuming, and casually pointed to the painting beside her. It was a girl wearing a pearl. The painting was not bad, and it was drawn by Mei Jiuming's proud student.

He smiled slightly and said, "The name of this painting is Girl with a Pearl Earring, and it's a Dutch master..."

Mei Jiuming wanted to introduce the original painting, which is a respect for the master, but the wives didn't have the patience, they didn't care about the Dutch master or the Hebei master, they just wanted to hear the price.

"Xiaomei, just tell me, how much is this painting?"

"Yes, Xiaomei, you can tell me the price. Needless to say, we don't understand anything else."

The wives surrounded Mei Jiuming again, chattering like hundreds of ducks, Chu Qiao twitched the corners of her mouth, feeling a little sympathetic to Mei Jiuming.

In fact, the reason why she chose Mei Jiuming to cooperate was because of his beauty. For such a handsome man, it would be too wasteful not to sell a little of his looks. Anyway, he didn't sell his body. Beauty tricks are also commonly used in marketing methods.

"800 yuan, although this painting is a bit small, it takes a lot of time..."

Mei Jiuming was a little embarrassed. He and Chu Qiao had set the price together. The painting students thought it would be great if they could sell it for 200 yuan, which would be enough for him to supply paint for several months.

"It must take time to look so good, eight hundred is not expensive, Xiaomei, I ordered this painting, and I will wrap it up in a while." A fat lady waved her hand and bought the painting in a huff.

It's only 800 yuan, and she spends tens of thousands of dollars a month on clothes and jewelry.

800 yuan Bomeiren smiled, very cost-effective.

Mei Jiuming's heart beat a little faster. He thought that Chu Qiao was coaxing him, but now he finally believed it.

What Chu Qiao said was true, he and the students could earn money, and the gallery didn't have to close.

God bless!

Buddha bless!

Amen!

"Xiaomei, how much does this sunflower cost?" Mrs. Liu wanted the sunflower, and then invited Mrs. Sun to come to her house to admire it, and slapped the woman in the face.

Who told that stinky bitch to speak ill of her outside, hmph.

Mei Jiuming hesitated for a while before saying, "I copied this painting for fun in my spare time, and I don't intend to sell it."

This is also what Chu Qiao taught him, and asked him to put on airs and never agree to sell at the beginning.

　continue tomorrow
　　
　
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