Old Mrs. Cen said without hesitation, “I’m not selling.”
The old master thought for a moment and then stretched out five fingers. “I’m willing to offer this amount.”
Five hundred thousand.
The Old Master had operated the gallery for many years.
He could tell at a glance that the value of this painting in the future was far beyond five hundred thousand.
Old Mrs. Cen smiled and shook her head. “I won’t sell it even if you offer 500 million yuan.”
The old master thought that old Mrs. Cen was complaining that the price was too low, so he quickly added, “If you feel that the price is not enough, we can discuss it again.”
“It’s not about the price. I really won’t sell this painting.”
The old master continued, “Didn’t you say that this painting was painted by your granddaughter-in-law? Sell it to me and let your granddaughter-in-law paint another one.”
The old lady said, “Painting also requires time and energy. I don’t want to tire my precious granddaughter-in-law.”