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12 : This painting, the bottom line

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Wu Chengdao opened the door and saw Yang Chen standing outside. He was a little puzzled.

Mr. Landlord, why are you so young?

"You must be Mr. Wu? I'm the new owner of this house, Yang Chen. This is the property ownership certificate. Please take a look!”

At this moment, Yang Chen was also sizing up the other party. This old man's entire body was filled with a classical aura, as if he was an ancient person who had walked out of a painting.

However, there was a sense of aloofness in his elegance.

No one dared to approach him.

However, Yang Chen was also a little curious. Why did this old man rent such a high-end house alone?

Looking at his age, he wasn't young anymore!

Aren't you worried that your old arms and legs will fall and hit you?

Wu Chengdao didn't notice Yang Chen's strange gaze. He just casually glanced at the property ownership certificate, nodded, and let him in.

"I plan to rent this house for another three months!”Wu Chengdao went straight to the point.

"Okay, sure!" Yang Chen was still afraid that he would not rent it. Although three months was relatively short, as long as he rented it out, he could complete the mission.

Anyway, he had nothing to do. He just had a lot of time!

At most, he would come a few more times!

"Then let's sign the agreement immediately!”The old man Wu Chengdao said directly. His tone was very light and very direct!

"The price is still the same as before?”Yang Chen asked.

"Sure!"

The old man did not seem to care about the rental price at all. He did not even look at Yang Chen, who was drafting the contract. Instead, he was staring straight out the window!

"Sir, the house you rented is 155 square meters. According to the original price of 300 yuan per square meter, it's 46500 yuan a month. Including the property management and water and electricity, it's 50000 yuan a month.”

Yang Chen finished drafting the contract and handed it to him.

Wu Chengdao didn't even look at it. He just glanced at the final amount, then took out his phone and started transferring money to Yang Chen.

"Sir, aren't you going to take a look at the contract?”Yang Chen could not help but remind him.

Wu Chengdao shook his head.

"No need!"

Ding! You have transferred 150000 yuan to your bank card with the number ending with 5566!

He immediately received a message on his phone.

Yang Chen was really impressed by this old man.

It was straightforward!

It seemed that he really did not care about a mere 150,000 yuan!

The rental contract was successfully renewed, and the system notification followed.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully signing the contract. The host is rewarded with grandmaster-level painting ability!”

Suddenly, a sea of memories flooded into Yang Chen's mind.

These memories of painting and calligraphy quickly merged into Yang Chen's body and became his instinct!

When he opened his eyes again, Yang Chen's gaze inexplicably became a little weathered.

Wu Chengdao stood up and said,"

"Mr. Yang, I still have some work to do. If there's nothing else,"

She was chasing him away just like that?

This old man was really unconventional!

Yang Chen didn't mind and got up to leave.

Anyway, the mission had been completed and the reward had been obtained.

However, just as Yang Chen turned around, his gaze was attracted by a painting on the table beside him!

The scenery on both sides of the Huangpu River had almost been moved onto this piece of paper!

This drawing ability could not be drawn without decades of immersion.

But soon, Yang Chen shook his head.

"Although this painting clearly shows the scene outside on the paper, it only has form and no spirit. It's still a low-level painting!”

Yang Chen, who had fused with the grandmaster level painting ability, could see the flaws in the painting at a glance. He did not hide it and directly said it.

"Lowly?"

When Wu Chengdao heard that his work was being called dirty, he was furious.

"Stop, what did you just say?”

"You're so young, but your tone is not small!”

"If you don't tell me what's wrong today, don't blame me for being impolite!”

Wu Chengdao felt like he was fuming.

Although he wasn't very satisfied with this piece of work, it was still his work after all. To the proud Wu Chengdao, it was undoubtedly a slap to his face.

Pa pa!

Yang Chen, who had just obtained the grandmaster-level painting ability, was also interested.

Without further ado, he picked up the brush at the side under Wu Chengdao's shocked gaze.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Yang Chen's brush moved like a dragon and snake as he executed it on Wu Chengdao's painting.

Wu Chengdao's eyes widened, and his entire body trembled with anger.

This bastard actually dared to randomly draw on his painting.

Didn't he know that one of Wu Chengdao's paintings could easily cost hundreds of thousands or even millions? Moreover, there was no market for it!

"Stop!"

Wu Chengdao hurriedly tried to stop Yang Chen.

However, when he looked at the painting in front of him, his eyes widened again.

At this moment, there was no anger on his face, only shock!

Deep shock!

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