I started to become more self-disciplined at the age of 30

Chapter 180 179. Jiang Chen’s work is worth billion?
After hearing what the little girl said, the couple calmed down a little.

They knew that this work was undoubtedly Jiang Chen's authentic work, otherwise so many people would not have been able to find them so accurately.

Secondly!

After hearing what their daughter said, they hesitated. Should they sell it to improve their lives and achieve financial freedom from then on, or should they listen to their daughter and stay?
"Let's go home first, there are too many people outside."

Wang Cheng calmed down and said.

The few people who were found looked at each other and were wary of each other.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Yes, there are too many people here. Let's go, Mr. Wang, and have a chat at your house. Don't worry, I can definitely give you a satisfactory price! Also, when we get back to your house, can you let us take a look at which of Jiang Chen's works is this?"

"You should also know that although Jiang Chen's works are all very valuable and of high artistic standards, there are still subtle differences and the prices will fluctuate."

Several people followed the couple and the little girl into the community.

The couple was very low-key and went upstairs along a deserted path.

After opening the door, the couple let the four agents into the room. It was obvious that they still had some thoughts of selling the property for cash.

After all, they are just ordinary people, and it is difficult for them to ignore the sudden hundreds of millions of wealth.

But the little girl Wang Xiaohe still said seriously: "I won't sell Jiang Chen Guoguo's gift. I will keep it well and not sell it."

The couple hesitated and struggled again.

A young man among the four middle-aged people said with a smile: "Little sister, don't you want to move to a bigger house?"

Wang Xiaohe shook her head: "No, I just want Jiang Chen Guoguo's gift."

The young man asked again: "Do you want a villa with a garden?"

Wang Xiaohe still shook her head firmly.

Although the home she lives in now is just a few decades old building with no elevator and a rather old layout, she doesn't mind it.

She didn't want to lose the gift Jiang Chen gave her.

The middle-aged man looked at the struggling couple and said while the iron was hot: "Mr. Wang, can you tell me which work of Jiang Chen's is this? If it is The Song of Everlasting Regret, then I can give you a surprising price."

Several people stopped paying attention to the little girl and looked at the couple.

After all, the couple are the ones who ultimately make the decisions in this family, not a little girl in elementary school.

Which painting of Jiang Chen's is which determines the upper limit of the price they can offer.

Li Yan said softly, "It's He Xinlang, not The Song of Everlasting Regret."

He Xinlang?
The four of them's eyes lit up when they heard this.

They had never expected that this work would be exactly "Song of Everlasting Sorrow", but He Xinlang exceeded their expectations and gave them a surprise that was not small.

The financial backers behind them are very fond of He Xinlang's work.

The more life experience and accumulation a person has, the more he or she will like this work.

The middle-aged man immediately said, "He Xinlang's words are not as valuable as The Song of Everlasting Regret, but they are also a masterpiece written by Jiang Chen. I can offer a price of 300 million!"

Three hundred million?

The others all looked disdainful.

Immediately a young man followed up and said, "Three hundred and fifty million!"

Li Yan and Wang Cheng both widened their eyes again, opened their mouths slightly, and looked stunned.

The 200 million just now had already shocked the two of them.

did not expect……

When I got home, the prices these people offered were such huge increases!

Three hundred and fifty million?
The couple looked at each other, full of excitement.

However, the little girl Wang Xiaohe said again: "I don't agree, I don't agree to sell Jiang Chen Guoguo's gift, I don't agree!"

Tears were already brewing in the little girl's big eyes, and her voice was filled with sobs.

The couple calmed down immediately. Li Yan stretched out her hand to her daughter and said, "Xiao He, come here and let mommy hug you..."

Wang Xiaohe stood there stubbornly, refusing to leave her mother's arms, pouting and looking unwilling: "I don't agree to sell it!"

The couple hesitated again.

Two of the four people hesitated again, fearing that they would be influenced by their daughter. Two of them immediately decided to increase their efforts, take them down in one fell swoop, break their psychological defenses, and end the battle quickly.

The longer you delay, the harder it will be to win.

The middle-aged man immediately said seriously: "Five hundred million! This is the highest price I can offer, two of you. Five hundred million, buy this painting of He Xinlang in your hands. You can go out and ask around, five hundred million can buy a national treasure-level calligraphy and painting. Even if you keep this work of Jiang Chen, you won't be able to sell it for a higher price in the future."

When they heard the price of 500 million, the couple's minds went blank again.

The other three also hesitated after hearing this and quickly picked up their phones to communicate through messages.

Then, a young man immediately said, "Five hundred and fifty million!"

Someone else immediately said, "Six hundred million!"

The man who had been quiet all this time suddenly said, "One billion! Mr. Wang, one billion, this price, you can't find a higher price than this in the whole world. As long as you agree, one billion in cash will be in your account within an hour. As long as you don't squander it, you and your descendants will have no worries about food and clothing and live a free and easy life in the future."

"My boss really likes Jiang Chen's work, so he is willing to pay a huge price."

The sudden surge in the price to 1 billion yuan also made the other three shut up and quickly picked up their phones to communicate with the financial backers behind them. The result they got was that they had to give up temporarily, so they stopped talking.

Obviously, the price of one billion was beyond their expectations and budget limit.

This price, let alone Jiang Chen's work, is a sky-high price even among the top national treasures. It can almost buy most of the top national treasures!

Looking around the world, there are not many artworks and antiques that can be sold for 1 billion yuan.

Jiang Chen's work has only been on the market for less than a month. Even though the artistic level of Jiang Chen's calligraphy and the level of He Xinlang's work are visible to the naked eye, this is a new work after all.

They can spend five or six hundred million on their own preferences, but they don't have the courage to spend one billion!
Wang Cheng and Li Yan's minds were still blank. Since the number 500 million appeared, their brains had almost stopped thinking, and now the sudden 1 billion made them almost dizzy.

For ordinary people, this number is an astronomical figure that they dare not even dream of.

The largest winning number in the history of domestic lottery is only 400 to 500 million, and that has only appeared once. Winning numbers of over 100 million have appeared less than ten times.

And now, their daughter was given a work of art by Jiang Chen in the park, which could bring them 1 billion in wealth.

This was a huge shock to them.

Seeing the two in a daze, the man who offered the billion smiled slightly, knowing that the other party was in this state, and there was a high probability that it would succeed. He immediately said: "You two, I will have someone send a contract over, and at the same time, you give me an account number, and I will have someone transfer the money immediately. Once the money arrives, you can sign the contract, and then I will take the work! This way, you will not suffer any loss."

As he said that, the man took out his phone and notified someone to send the contract over. At the same time, he sent a message to his employer, Li Zheng: "Mr. Li, I'm offering 1 billion yuan. The other party is stunned. It should work!"

Li Zheng received the message and replied in surprise: "Okay, great, which work is it?"

The man replied: "He Xinlang is one of your favorite works, Mr. Li."

He Xinlang?
When Li Zheng heard the news, he was once again surprised and stood up from his chair and couldn't help laughing.

He finally got the original work of Jiang Chen that he had been longing for, and it was He Xinlang, one of his favorite works.

Thinking that he could hang this work of He Xinlang in his study and appreciate the calligraphy and self-portrait on it up close every day, Li Zheng blushed with excitement and murmured to himself in a low voice: "I see how charming the green mountains are, I guess the green mountains see me the same way!"

At this time, in Wang Cheng's house, Wang Cheng and Li Yan, who were still in a daze, were suddenly awakened by a loud cry.

Wang Xiaohe burst into tears: "I don't agree, I don't agree! This is a gift from Guo Guo. I don't agree to sell it. I don't agree. You can't sell it!"

The couple suddenly woke up and immediately understood what had happened.

The other party offered one billion yuan and then asked someone to bring the contract over?
If their daughter had not reacted so drastically, the couple would have sold it reluctantly. After all, how great would it be to get 1 billion yuan?
But now, my daughter is so resistant!

The couple dotes on their daughter extremely much and will always agree to any request as long as it is not excessive or unreasonable.

This work itself was a gift from Jiang Chen to his daughter. It was his daughter's own thing, so it was not easy for them as parents to force her to sell it.

Both of them are teachers. They are reasonable people and pay attention to children's ideas.

and so!
Seeing my daughter resisting so much.

Wang Cheng stepped forward and hugged his daughter. He looked at his wife again, and then said to the four people, "Everyone, I'm sorry, we won't sell it! We decided to keep this Jiang Chen's work. This is a gift from Jiang Chen to my daughter. We have no right to decide where it belongs. If our daughter doesn't want to sell it, then we won't sell it."

"Feel sorry!"

After saying that, Wang Cheng quickly put the scroll away.

Wang Xiaohe stopped crying and said to the four strangers, "I will never sell it. You don't need to come to us. No matter how much money you offer, I will not sell it. Please leave now."

Wang Xiaohe walked forward, opened the door, and stared at the four people with unfriendly eyes!
The four of them had different expressions. Three of them were somewhat relieved, because it seemed that the deal had failed. They didn't buy it, and neither did others. Everyone failed, so it would be easier for them to face the financier.

The middle-aged man who had offered 1 billion just now was determined to win and had someone deliver the contract. Seeing Wang Xiaohe delivering the contract, he frowned slightly and looked at Wang Cheng and his wife. He said seriously, "Mr. Wang, we are offering 1 billion now because Jiang Chen's works have not been traded before. Therefore, the market is extremely eager for Jiang Chen's works, so it can offer a sky-high price. However, Jiang Chen promised to give away a work in the live broadcast room by lottery when he returns to Rongcheng. If you don't sell it now, then the lottery work will be sold first and it will be sold at a sky-high price."

"In the future, the price of Jiang Chen's works will drop significantly. If you want to sell them again, even if He Xinlang has a lot of fans, the most you can sell them for is hundreds of millions!"

"And now, I'm offering you 1 billion. The difference is nearly 10 times. Think carefully!"

After hearing what the middle-aged man said, the couple hesitated again. They could roughly judge that the other party was telling the truth, because the topic about the value of Jiang Chen's works was also a hot topic of discussion on the Internet. They had also read many discussion posts and knew that the current prices of Jiang Chen's works were inflated because they were not available on the market, so people could only keep paying higher prices to buy them.

Once it is available on the market, the buying enthusiasm will drop a lot, and the price will naturally fall back. Even if the difference is not ten times, if they want to sell it again in the future, they will definitely not be able to sell it at the current terrifying sky-high price of one billion!
When the couple hesitated again, Wang Xiaohe said coldly: "Uncles, please go away. You don't have to lie to my parents. I believe that Jiang Chen Guoguo's works cannot be measured by money. Every word he writes is a work of art! We will never sell it."

When the couple heard their daughter's words and saw that she really liked Jiang Chen's work, they made up their minds again.

Not for sale.

Help my daughter!

They only have this one daughter in their life, so even if they really sell their works, it is to give their daughter better living conditions and environment.

However, if I sell it and my daughter is never happy for the rest of her life, then no amount of money will be of any use.

If their daughter can stay and be happy, then they will be satisfied.

Father Wang Cheng also said firmly: "No, everyone, we won't give it away. We will never sell this Jiang Chen's work! I hope you won't bother us again in the future."

The expressions of several people were not very good.

If you never sell it, how will they buy it in the future?
The middle-aged man representing Li Zheng looked embarrassed. He walked to the door and said, "Mr. Wang, no one knows what will happen in the future. If you need money in the future, please contact me at any time. My intention to buy has always been there, but the price in the future will depend on the specific situation."

After saying that, the middle-aged man placed a business card on the shoe cabinet at the door.

The other three people each left a business card on the shoe cabinet.

"Mr. Wang, if you change your mind, feel free to contact me!"

"Mr. Wang, if you need money, contact me!"

"Mr. Wang..."

A few business cards were placed on top.

boom.

Wang Xiaohe closed the door, picked up four business cards, tore them up and threw them into the trash can: "I will never sell them, no matter how much money you offer."

The Wang Cheng couple looked at each other and felt a little ashamed again.

They just wanted to put away those business cards, in case they might be useful in the future?
What if they want to sell it later?

However, seeing their daughter so determined, the couple didn't say anything.

If you don’t want to sell it, then don’t sell it. As long as my daughter is happy, that’s all that matters.

…………

The outside world was already in an uproar at this time.

One billion yuan, but still can’t buy Jiang Chen’s work!
The entire cultural and collecting circles were shocked.

(End of this chapter)