He unexpectedly becomes a father at the start of his life, and the mother of his child is a national

Hearing his exaggerated tone, Chen Hao couldn't help but chuckle: "You're quite well-informed; you knew about the deal as soon as it was made."

"Absolutely! I follow your updates every day, and I've also asked around about what's going on at the gallery, just in case I miss anything important!"

Li Qingshan chuckled, his tone carrying a hint of flattery and expectation.

"Brother Hao, I'm calling you mainly to ask about the upcoming stock market operations."

The market has been fluctuating these past few days, and I'm itching to get my hands on some stocks. Do you think now is a good time to buy?

Chen Hao said calmly and unhurriedly, "No rush. Let's rest for a few days first. There's no need to rush into the game. Just wait patiently for the best opportunity."

The stock market has no shortage of opportunities; what it lacks is patience.

"Alright! I'll do whatever Brother Hao says! If you say I won't move, I won't move. I'll wait patiently!" Li Qingshan agreed without any objection and didn't dare to act on his own initiative.

After hanging up with Li Qingshan, Chen Hao tidied up his studio briefly, got up, and left the room, ready to relax.

Meanwhile, in the Yulantang Gallery on the other side, the atmosphere was completely different from the usual peaceful and leisurely atmosphere.

Yu Mobai hurriedly pushed open the door and entered. He had rushed over, his forehead covered with fine beads of sweat, and his expression was extremely anxious, completely unlike the calm and composed demeanor he usually displayed as the president of the calligraphy and painting association.

He Muqing is currently carefully arranging the paintings in the exhibition hall, wiping the frames one by one, adjusting the placement angles, and tidying up the labels to maintain the cleanliness and order of the exhibition hall.

Hearing the door open, she subconsciously looked up and, upon recognizing Yu Mobai, immediately put on a professional smile and politely greeted him.

"President Yu, you've arrived."

Yu Mobai had no time for pleasantries and went straight to the point, asking urgently:

"Manager He, I have a question for you. Has Haolin released a new work? Is it 'A Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix'?"

He Muqing's smile faltered slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes:

"President Yu, how come you found out so quickly? We just closed the deal, and you already know about it."

"Don't worry about where I got this information!" Yu Mobai waved his hand, his mind filled with urgency, completely disregarding such details.

"Is that painting still in the gallery? I want to see it for myself! Take me there right away!"

He Muqing's face instantly showed a troubled expression, her tone tinged with helplessness:

"President Yu, I'm so sorry, that painting 'Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix'... has already been sold."

Upon hearing this, Yu Mobai's anxious expression froze instantly, and he stood there stunned, his face showing a mixture of surprise and urgency.

"Sold?" His deliberately lowered voice suddenly rose half a octave, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"When was it sold? I haven't received any news about it at all!"

"The full payment transaction was finalized just this morning," He Muqing answered truthfully.

"This morning?" Yu Mobai frowned deeply, his tone full of frustration and anger.

"As soon as I heard the news of Haolin's new work this morning, I rushed over here. It's only an hour's drive, how come it sold out so quickly? It didn't leave anyone a chance!"

He became increasingly agitated as he spoke, his tone clearly conveying dissatisfaction:

"Manager He, didn't I specifically tell you before that you must notify me immediately whenever Haolin sends over any new works?"

You promised so readily, guaranteeing there would be absolutely no problem. How could you forget this time?

Seeing this, He Muqing quickly and patiently explained, afraid of offending this bigwig in the industry:

"President Yu, you've really misunderstood me. I absolutely did not mean to not inform you."

Mr. Chen Hao sent this painting to the gallery a couple of days ago, and we have initially set the price at three million.

My original plan was to put the exhibition up for a few days to see the market response and reputation within the industry. Once it gained popularity, I would contact you as soon as possible to come and have a look and discuss business.

I really didn't expect this painting to become so popular.

Yesterday, as soon as it was put up for display, many collectors stopped to admire it. This morning, a customer came in and immediately took a liking to the painting.

Without saying a word, you paid the full amount and took it over. The whole process was so fast I couldn't even react; I really didn't have time to notify you.

"Three million?" Yu Mobai couldn't help but gasp when he heard the price.

This price is already at the top level among the works of emerging artists, which is enough to show Haolin's skill and reputation.

But he only hesitated for a second before immediately shaking his head, his tone resolute:

"Three million is just a small amount. I can easily afford that price. I'm not short of money!"

Manager He, tell me, who bought this painting? I'll personally go talk to the buyer and see if I can resell it to them; the price is negotiable!

He Muqing shook her head gently without hesitation, her attitude firm yet gentle: "President Yu, I really can't do this, and I can't say."

Our gallery has a strict client confidentiality agreement. All collectors' transaction information and personal identification details are strictly prohibited from being disclosed. This is a hard and fast rule in our industry, and I cannot violate it.

"you……"

Yu Mobai opened his mouth, but a feeling of frustration and helplessness stuck in his throat. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he swallowed it back.

Having been involved in the art and calligraphy circles for many years, he was naturally familiar with the gallery's confidentiality rules.

In high-end art transactions, buyers are mostly concerned about privacy, and galleries will never disclose information casually. Even if he is the president of a calligraphy and painting association, he has no right to force the other party to make an exception. Forcing it will only lead to embarrassment.

Seeing his pale face, He Muqing quickly stepped forward to comfort him, then turned around and poured him a cup of hot tea, handing it to him.

"President Yu, please calm down. Don't let this anger harm your health."

Although Mr. Haolin's paintings are rare, he has a profound foundation and extremely strong creative ability. There will definitely be more new works in the future, and this is definitely not the only one.

Next time he sends a piece to the gallery, I will call you immediately to reserve it for you and give you priority in choosing it. I promise this situation will never happen again.

Yu Mobai reached out and took the teacup, his fingertips tracing the inside of the cup, his anger still simmering.

He remained silent for a few seconds, then drank the tea in one gulp and casually placed the cup on the coffee table next to him.

He stared at He Muqing, his eyes probing, and asked in a low, serious voice:

"Manager He, tell me the truth, who exactly is this mysterious Haolin? Since you've dealt with him before, you must have met him in person, right?"

He Muqing hesitated for a moment, then nodded gently without lying: "I have indeed seen it."

Yu Mobai's eyes lit up instantly, and he quickly asked, "Then tell me, how old is he? What does he look like? Where is he from? Does he have any other connections in the industry?"