God-level Golden Hand

Chapter 808 Mr.
It can be seen that Cheng Dehai respects this Mr. Deng, even calling him "Sir".

In today's society, the word "Mr." is actually not known for money. Doesn't everyone in 10086's customer service meet with Mr.?However, addressing an old lady as "Sir" has a different meaning. This is a very important and respected title, and ordinary women really cannot afford such a title.

In modern history, there are only a few female gentlemen who can be recognized by the public, and they are all at the same level as Yang Jiang and Bing Xin.

But facing such an old lady who was like an old hen guarding her cubs, Cheng Dehai even called "Mr." What's the situation?Is it because Cheng Dehai is flattering the old lady, or does this old lady really have some great background or great ability?
Looking at the old lady again, she didn't react too much to such a title, she just raised her eyebrows and said, "Say"!
Cheng Dehai did not hesitate for a moment, he pulled Xu Jingxing to his side, and said with a smile: "Mr. Deng, this little brother has a painting that I would like to trouble you to pretend," he poked Xu Jingxing vigorously His waist eye: "Hurry up, take out your painting for Mr. Deng to have a look at."

The old lady surnamed Deng glanced fiercely at Xu Jingxing for a moment, and asked coldly, "Who painted it?"

Xu Jingxing was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously replied: "Mr. Deng, it's the graffiti of the younger generation..."

Before the words finished, Mrs. Deng yelled, "Get out."

"What?" He was dumbfounded.

At this time, Cheng Dehai hurriedly stood in front of him, and explained with a smile on his face: "Mr. Deng, although Mr. Xu is young, his skills are really good. In my opinion, Manquancheng can be higher than him." There are not many of them, and they have even been on CCTV, really, I didn’t lie to you, if you don’t believe me, just take a look, just one look,” he said and gently poked his waist.

It dawned on him that Mrs. Deng really regarded his painting as some kind of graffiti.But this old lady is really arrogant. She doesn't pretend to be a low-level painting, and she doesn't know what kind of arrogance she committed. No wonder she is so poor.

But it's all about complaining, but he wouldn't really compete with such an old lady, let alone give Cheng Dehai a face, if he got into a fight with this old lady Deng, how embarrassing would Cheng Dehai be in the middle?

So without saying anything, he took out his "Buddha Picture" and unfolded it, directly presenting it in front of Mrs. Deng.

Mrs. Deng's ferocious eyes glanced impatiently, and subconsciously wanted to wave her hand away, but just as she raised her hand, her eyes froze, and she stood there blankly looking at the "Buddha Picture" in front of her. He remained motionless, as if he had been hit by a hold spell, and it was more like someone had taken his soul away.

Seeing this, Cheng Dehai felt a little strange, and walked around to him to look at the scroll, and then, like Mrs. Deng, turned into a wooden stake.

Well, to say they turned into stakes was a bit of an exaggeration, but these two were really taken aback by his painting.

It took a long time for the two of them to come back to their senses, Cheng Dehai gave a thumbs up and praised: "Brother, I know your level is very high, but I really didn't know that it was so high, this painting is really amazing. "

But the old lady Deng, who was directly opposite, screamed: "I will pretend this painting for you, and there is no charge for it," she stretched out her hand and snatched it.

Xu Jingxing was taken aback when he saw this, fearing that the old lady would steal the painting, he quickly let go and let the old lady take the painting away, so he asked Cheng Dehai with a wry smile: "Boss Cheng, what's going on?"

Cheng Dehai also smiled wryly: "I have never heard of such a situation, but I heard that Mr. Deng has an unwritten rule when painting for others, the higher the quality of the painting, the lower the fee, and vice versa. "

"The higher the level, the lower the fee?" He was a little confused: "Then can she make money?"

"Of course I can't make money. If I could make money, would the old lady live here?" Cheng Dehai explained helplessly: "But the old lady has a good reputation, and a well-off life is still guaranteed. It's just that the money earned is all used for Her granddaughter was cured."

"Oh, that's it." After hearing this explanation, he stopped talking because he had nothing to say. There are too many examples of poverty due to illness. He himself is a typical example. Before his sister's illness, although he wanted to He works part-time to support two people, but his standard of living is not low. After all, he himself doesn't have a lot of expenses, and his sister is not the kind of person who spends money and loves vanity, and her daily expenses are very low.

But as soon as his sister was hospitalized, his little income immediately became negligible. If he hadn't successfully obtained the Ruyi gloves left by his father, he might still be working part-time to pay off his debts.

Moreover, his sister's condition is not bad, and a kidney replacement can solve most of the problems. If there are some intractable diseases in Pengshan, it will be a lifetime of suffering, not only the suffering of the patient himself, but also the suffering of his relatives, and It was an endless torment.

Obviously, this should be the case with the granddaughter of Mrs. Deng.

And there are so many tragedies in the world, how many can he help?What's more, whether people need his help or not is another matter. If people think that they have other plans, it is not beautiful, and it is better to let nature take its course.

The most important thing is that he doesn't know anything about Mrs. Deng's situation, and he doesn't know where to start if he wants to help.

If Mrs. Deng was really short of money, he wouldn't mind supporting her with [-] to [-] to [-] or even [-] to [-] yuan, and it would be regarded as paying a relatively expensive framing fee.

However, the old lady opposite him obviously didn't know what he was thinking. After getting the "Buddha Picture", she looked at it very obsessively, and nodded while looking at it. A serious and unusually focused expression.

This old lady, is she afraid that she will change her face?
He complained secretly, but he didn't dare to disturb the old lady. He and Cheng Dehai stood obediently like two elementary school students without saying a word, waiting for the old lady Deng's call.

A few minutes later, Mrs. Deng's eyes finally broke away from the picture scroll, her serious gaze stayed on Xu Jingxing's face for a few seconds, and then she waved to Cheng Dehai: "You can go back."

"What?" Cheng Dehai was dumbfounded.

Xu Jingxing smiled secretly, but hurriedly explained: "Mr. Deng, this Boss Cheng is with me."

"I know, but I don't leave anyone idle here, let him go back, you stay, I have something to ask," the old lady Deng waved her hand indifferently, turned around and went into the house, and said at the same time: "Come in, close the door superior."

Hearing Mrs. Deng's words, he was a little speechless. He turned to look at Cheng Dehai, and said with a wry smile, "Why don't you wait in the car?"

(End of this chapter)