How can I go back to the past?

Chapter 167: Hating iron but not steel

Chapter 167: Hating iron but not steel

"Is there no progress at all?" Li Le looked at Cheng Fei in disbelief and asked.

"Really not." Cheng Fei shook his head.

Li Le curled her lips, thinking that Cheng's mother had already sold out her stupid son, and her stupid son was still in the dark.

However, Li Le did not remind him because it was for his own good. How could Cheng's mother harm her own son?

Besides, if Cheng Fei got married, Li Le would be happy for him! At least there would be someone to look after him and stop him from going out and having fun.

While eating, Cheng's father said, "By the way, Xiaole, that painting was bought by someone else."

"I know." Li Le nodded.

"Do you know?" Dad Cheng looked at Li Le and asked.

"Yeah!" Li Le nodded and said, "Actually, I took that painting to the auction."

"Xiao Le, what's going on? You want me to help you bid for your own paintings?" Dad Cheng didn't understand what Li Le was thinking.

"Uncle, I bought that painting from a deceased painter. I thought it was a good painting, so I wanted to see how much it was worth."

Father Cheng put down his glass, looked at Li Le and said, "You bought more than one painting, right?"

Who is Mr. Cheng? After Li Le said this, he understood what was going on.

As for the fact that Li Le didn't explain it clearly to him at the beginning, he didn't care at all, because if it were him, he wouldn't say it either.

There is a huge difference between not knowing and knowing. Bidding without knowing and bidding with knowing are two completely different things.

"Yes uncle, I bought more than forty of them."

"Hiss!" Father Cheng took a breath and said, "Now I understand why you are so rich."

"What's going on?" Cheng Fei asked at this time.

Father Cheng patted Cheng Fei on the head and said, "When will you learn from Xiao Le?"

"I..." Cheng Fei didn't know what to say. If he said it well, it would be fine. But if he said it badly, he would get beaten again.

Father Cheng ignored him and looked at Li Le and asked, "The price has gone up now, what are you going to do next?"

"Uncle, although the price has gone up, it's not the right time to sell it yet. Even if you want to sell it, you can't go through the auction. It's best to trade it privately."

"That's right!" Father Cheng nodded and said, "We just auctioned a painting. If we auction it again, the price may not only not go up, but may even go down."

"Yeah!" Li Le nodded and said, "I think so too, so at least for the next two years, don't show up at auctions. You can also do something online."

"You kid!" Dad Cheng didn't know what to say.

Li Le's intention is very clear, which is to create some hype on the Internet so that more people can know about this deceased painter and his paintings.

Similarly, people also know that this painter's paintings were sold for more than 10 million yuan.

The Internet has memory. Even after many years, if you search for it casually, it will appear.

Of course, Li Le is not against trading, but he trades privately. In this way, after the transaction, the items can be collected by others.

"Xiao Le, tell your uncle the truth, how much did you pay for these paintings?"

Li Le smiled and stretched out a finger.

"one million?"

Li Le shook his head and said, "One hundred thousand per painting."

"Hiss! You really are something." Father Cheng smiled bitterly and shook his head.

It was bought for 100,000 and sold for 11 million. Even after deducting the commission and tax, the profit from this painting was 70 to 80 times!

Then Dad Cheng looked at Cheng Fei again, which made Cheng Fei feel a little puzzled. He didn't understand why his father was looking at him. More than 40 paintings, not to mention that they will appreciate in value in the future, even if they don't appreciate, according to the current price, they are still worth 300 to 400 million!

This is more than his company's annual net profit. How could this not surprise Dad Cheng, and make him feel disappointed.

"Wife, even if Xiaofei gets married in the future, his monthly expenses cannot exceed 100,000 yuan." Dad Cheng said to Mom Cheng.

"Oh! OK, I see."

"Dad, why?" Cheng Fei exploded.

Are you kidding? With less than 100,000 yuan a month, I can’t even buy a better car, let alone go out for fun.

"Why? Because you're spending my money."

"Forehead!"

Cheng Fei didn't know what to say now. Yes! Most of his current expenses were paid from home.

When I came back from Cheng Fei's house, I didn't see Li Xin. She probably won't be coming back. Also, there are only two days left before I go back. She must be very busy during these two days.

After taking a shower, Li Le came to the living room and made himself a pot of tea.

"A wonderful person like me"

The tea had just been brewed and he hadn't drunk it yet when his cell phone rang. Li Le took it out and took a look. It was a call from home, so he quickly answered it.

"Hey! Son, have you eaten?"

"Mom, don't you see what time it is? Who doesn't want to eat yet?" Li Le said speechlessly.

Of course, he also knew that his mother was just making small talk and actually wanted to talk about something else.

Sure enough, I heard my mother ask, "Son, can you come back for the Mid-Autumn Festival this year?"

Li Le did not answer first, but said while checking: "Mom, please wait a moment, let me take a look."

The search results came out soon. The Mid-Autumn Festival was on Tuesday. If I went back on Monday morning, I would be home in the afternoon and would not miss celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival at all.

"Mom, no problem."

"Really? That's great." Mom said happily.

Li Le said speechlessly: "Mom, is it that serious? We are just going home to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival!"

"Why not? By the way, son, can your wife come back?"

"Uh!" Li Le took a look at the search results and said, "Mom, she may not be able to go back because there are only three days off for the Mid-Autumn Festival, and she has to go back to work the next day after the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"That's it!"

Li Le knew that his mother really wanted him to go back for the holiday, but her real intention was to get Li Qingcheng to go back. Unfortunately, the holiday was not going to be celebrated at the right time.

Li Le didn't want to disappoint his mother, so he said, "Mom, there's still a long time before the Mid-Autumn Festival, why don't I ask Qingcheng?"

He and Li Qingcheng are in a cooperative relationship. If Li Le can accompany Li Qingcheng to meet her family, then it is also reasonable for Li Qingcheng to accompany him to meet his family.

"Yes, yes, yes, you ask." Mom said quickly.

"Okay, I'll call you when I've said hello."

Of course Li Le couldn't ask at this time. He decided to wait a few days. Besides, Li Le had other things to do these days.

In fact, the most important thing is that Li Le didn’t want to call Li Qingcheng first. He wanted to wait until Li Qingcheng called him or made an appointment to meet her.

"Okay, then you can ask as soon as possible. If you're done, tell me so I can prepare."

(End of this chapter)

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