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

Yu Mobai remained silent for a moment.

140 million is an astronomical price for a painting by an anonymous artist.

He certainly likes it, but he also needs to consider the practicalities.

He had limited available cash on him this time.

He glanced at Lin Ssu-nien's "I'm going all out" expression and knew that his old friend was determined to win him over.

If I continue to follow along, it might damage the relationship.

Just as Yu Mobai hesitated, Lin Sinian seemed to see through his thoughts, or perhaps to encourage himself, he gritted his teeth and shouted out a number that made Yu Mobai give up completely:

"160 million!"

The entire exhibition hall fell silent for a moment.

160 million!

It's a full 60 yuan more expensive than the original price!

Yu Mobai looked at Lin Sinian, smiled wryly, and shook his head:

"Old Lin, you're really generous. Fine, this painting is yours."

It seems you really have a connection with it.

Hearing that Yu Mobai was giving up, Lin Sinian breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart immediately tightened again, fearing that He Muqing might not agree or that something else might happen. He quickly said to He Muqing:

"Manager He, 160 million! I'll transfer the money right now!"

He Muqing snapped out of her shock, suppressing her excitement, and quickly nodded:

"Yes, Mr. Lin! I'll process it for you right away!"

She carefully took the "Autumn Wind in Ten Thousand Valleys" painting down from the wall, with Lin Sinian's eyes following the painting the whole time, afraid of making the slightest mistake.

Soon, the financial process was completed, and Lin Sinian immediately transferred 160 million yuan to the gallery's account via mobile banking.

Only after receiving confirmation of payment did He Muqing solemnly hand the mounted scroll to Lin Sinian.

Lin Ssu-nien took the scroll, held it in his arms as if it were a priceless treasure, and his face beamed with joy.

He didn't forget to "show off" to the somewhat dejected Yu Mobai beside him:

"Old Yu, you flatter me! Feel free to come to my house anytime you want to see my paintings! I'll have some tea ready for you!"

Yu Mobai looked at his smug expression, feeling both annoyed and amused, and waved his hand dismissively:

"Alright, alright, I know you've struck gold."

Go back and enjoy your painting in private, don't keep showing off in front of me.

Lin Sinian laughed heartily, said goodbye to He Muqing, and then left the gallery with a satisfied and light step, carrying the painting. His back view seemed to make him look ten years younger.

Yu Mobai watched his figure disappear, then looked at the wall that had just been adorned with a painting but was now empty, and sighed with a sense of loss.

It would be a lie to say I didn't regret missing out on such a wonderful painting.

But seeing his old friend's happy face, he felt that it was the best possible outcome for the painting to end up in the hands of someone who truly understood and loved it.

……

Inside the luxurious mansion of Yunding Mansion.

Chen Hao had just put down his guitar and let out a long sigh of relief.

For the past few hours, he has been completely immersed in music creation.

In addition to the previously completed works "Starlight and Dust", "Clear Sky and Gentle Breeze", and "Letter from Afar",

He went on to create six more songs, including "Amber of Time", "Wings Against the Wind", "Moonlight Island", "Streetlight and Shadow", "Summer Never Ends" and "Flower of Dust".

These ten songs are diverse in style, ranging from heartwarming love songs and inspirational folk ballads to urban pop and ballads with a touch of Chinese influence.

However, they all maintained a high standard of lyrics and music, and fully considered Lin Caiwei's timbre and singing characteristics.

He felt that these ten songs were enough to support Lin Caiwei in releasing a well-received new album.

Just as he was moving his stiff fingers, his phone rang.

He picked it up and saw the caller ID: He Muqing from Yulantang Gallery.

Could it be... that the painting has been sold?

Chen Hao's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly answered the phone.

"Hello, Manager He?"

"Mr. Chen! Great news! Incredibly great news!" On the other end of the phone, He Muqing's voice was filled with undisguised excitement and joy, she even forgot her usual composure.

"Congratulations! Your consigned painting, 'Autumn Wind in Ten Thousand Valleys,' has been sold! It just went through!"

Although he had somewhat expected it, Chen Hao was still overjoyed to hear the news.

"Really? That's great! Was it... sold for 100 million?" He remembered the bottom price he had set.

"More than a million!" He Muqing's voice rose even higher. "Mr. Chen, guess how much it sold for?"

Chen Hao was taken aback: "More than 100 million? Then what is it...?"

"160 million!" He Muqing revealed the answer, explaining rapidly.

"Today, two discerning customers both took a liking to your painting and were so interested in it that they started bidding against each other on the spot!"

Finally, one customer offered 160 million, and you successfully won the bid! That's a full 60 higher than your asking price!

Chen Hao held the phone and felt a pleasant surprise.

He was confident in the value of his painting and felt that setting the price at 100 million was worthwhile.

But the fact that the bid was driven up to 160 million was a huge market response to his work and an unexpected surprise.

"Auction bidding? 160 million?"

Chen Hao repeated it to make sure he hadn't misheard.

"Yes! Absolutely! The funds have been deposited into our gallery's account," He Muqing confirmed.

"Based on the 15% commission rate stipulated in the contract, after deducting expenses, your income is 127.5 million yuan."

I've already arranged for the finance department to transfer the funds; it should arrive in your account very soon.

As soon as she finished speaking, Chen Hao's phone vibrated, and a bank SMS notification popped up on the screen: [Your account ending in XXXX has received a transfer of 1,275,000.00 yuan. Current balance...]

That's incredibly efficient!

Chen Hao looked at the numbers on the text message and a smile appeared on his face.

127.5 million, a considerable income.

"The money has been received, Manager He. Very efficient, thank you," Chen Hao said.

"You're too kind, it's what we should do." He Muqing's tone was full of enthusiasm and anticipation.

"Mr. Chen, it was a pleasure working with you this time! Do you have any other paintings?"

Our gallery very much hopes to continue working with you!

If you have any new works, feel free to bring them over anytime. We will definitely give them the best display and recommendation!

Chen Hao thought for a moment and said:

"I don't have one on hand right now. I'll paint another one when I have some free time, and then I'll contact you."

"That's great! We'll be waiting for your good news anytime!" He Muqing said happily.

After exchanging a few more polite words, the two ended the call.

Chen Hao put down his phone, walked to the spacious floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at the bustling scenery of Shanghai outside, feeling happy.

Paintings sold for high prices, songwriting went smoothly, stock market investments are yielding returns, fairy tales continue to provide a stable income, and the system distributes rewards daily…

More importantly, Sisi is healthy and happy, and her relationship with Lin Caiwei has quietly grown closer through their musical collaborations...

Everything is accelerating in a positive direction.