Chapter 499： It's just a joke

Remember [New] for a second,! "It turns out that it was Xiaomei who drew it. No wonder it looks so good-looking, as beautiful as you." A wife said with a smile, and she threw a good-looking at Mei Jiuming. . .

Mei Jiuming was stunned, and his back was a little cold. He had never seen this scene before, how should he deal with it?

Chu Qiao's voice sounded in his ears, "Don't be afraid, those women definitely want to sleep with you, but your body is yours, if you don't agree, those people can't force you, you can be a little flexible and use your own Beauty, not only does not offend those wives, but also allows them to pay for paintings, don't feel ashamed, there is nothing shameful in earning money, and it is not selling your body, just selling a smile, what are you afraid of!"

At that time, when Chu Qiao said this, Mei Jiuming couldn't accept it, he felt humiliated.

He is a dignified associate professor, or he came back from overseas. After all, he is also a well-known famous painter, but he has to sell jokes to attract customers?

What a shame!

But what Chu Qiao said also had some truth, and even took the ancient heroes as an example.

"Goujian eats **** in order to survive, and Han Xin drills his crotch. Would anyone laugh at them? It's just to make you laugh and curry favor with others. When you become famous and become a great painter, you don't need to curry favor with others. Some are People are coming to flatter you."

Chu Qiao's words were all in Mei Jiuming's mind, and he gradually calmed down. He wanted to stand out and become famous, and then tell the story of his mentor to people all over the world.

Let people all over the world know what a wonderful and kind person his mentor is.

It's no big deal to sell laughter, it's all about money.

Mei Jiuming turned slightly, avoiding a wife's salty pig hand, and smiled. The souls of several wives were almost gone. This painter is much more beautiful than the little white faces they raised. This melancholy and Chu Chu's pitiful temperament made them want to love her fiercely.

"Xiaomei, since this painting is out, let's sell it to my sister. You can make a price." The wife who bought the Pearl Girl before pushed forward again, and everyone almost stuck on Mei Jiuming.

Mei Jiuming stepped back and declined, Chu Qiao said, can't agree too happily.

Chu Qiao had been observing secretly, and seeing that the fire was almost over, he winked at Mei Jiuming, indicating that he could make an offer.

Mei Jiuming breathed a sigh of relief, he could hardly hold on any longer, his back was against the wall, and there was no way to retreat. A woman was still touching his hand, and he felt goosebumps when he touched it.

"Since the wives are so sincere, let's sell them, but I'm almost out of breath if I can let them go." Mei Jiuming smiled 'poorly'.

Several wives immediately dispersed, and they were annoyed that they had pushed people too hard. It was so distressing to see such a pitiful appearance.

Mei Jiuming hurriedly walked out, stayed far away, and said the price: "This painting is just a copy, you are Chu Qiao's friends, and I don't charge too much, 30,000 yuan, it's too cheap. It will lose my reputation, and people in the circle will laugh at me."

The 30,000 yuan was the price that Chu Qiao and him negotiated together. It was not cheap, but not too high. Mrs. Liu and the others would definitely accept it.

Several wives were silent, but they still felt that it was too expensive. A painting cost 30,000 yuan, which was still a fake and too expensive.

Mrs. Liu also hesitated. She would definitely buy it at 10,000 yuan. She felt that 30,000 yuan was too expensive and not worth it.

But this painting is really beautiful, she likes it so much, it must be beautiful to hang at home.

Mei Jiuming's heart was cold, and when he looked at Chu Qiao, he knew that the price was too high. He originally ordered 10,000 yuan, but Chu Qiao said that it must be 30,000 yuan, and he wanted to build a reputation for him.

Chu Qiao shook his head slightly, telling him to be calm.

"30,000 yuan is not expensive. I heard that Mr. Mei's painting will sell for 200,000 US dollars in Europe. The price of 30,000 yuan is half sale and half free. It's all for Boss Chu's face. I want this painting. Now, Master Mei, wrap it up for me."

Mrs. Liang came over, smiled at Mei Jiuming, took out a note from her bag, painted Kodan's slender jade fingers, and handed it over, "Mr. Mei, please send someone to deliver it to my house, first hand Hand in hand to pay money."

"OK."

Mei Jiuming stretched out his hand to take the note, his palm was numb and numb, Liang Tai scratched at his palm, and gave him a wink, so frightened that he quickly retracted his hand, his heart was beating so fast that he jumped out quickly .

Mrs. Liang smiled again, looked at Mei Jiuming meaningfully, and said coquettishly, "It would be nice if Mr. Mei delivered it in person. I have some painting matters, and I would like to ask Mr. Mei for advice."

Mei Jiuming raised his head subconsciously. When talking to someone, it was basic courtesy to look into the other person's eyes, but as soon as he and Liang Tai looked at each other, he lowered his head again in fright and dared not lift it up again.

This Liang Tai looked at him as if he wanted to eat people, it was terrible.

In fact, this kind of look is not unfamiliar to Mei Jiuming. When he was studying abroad, many ladies looked at him with this look, even more explicit, and directly expressed their intentions.

As long as he agrees, he will be able to hold art exhibitions smoothly and enter the circle of dignitaries. It is not impossible to achieve success, but Mei Jiuming is not willing to rely on such a method to become famous.

He can't pass the hurdle in his heart, even if he becomes famous like this, he will not be happy.

So, he refused.

Then, he couldn't get along abroad anymore. Those noble ladies ran on him everywhere because of love and hatred, but he had no choice but to return to China, thinking that the domestic compatriots should be more friendly.

But the reality is cruel, and the domestic environment makes him even more helpless. He is very unsuitable for the physique of the school, and he has to be careful when he speaks. He is just unintentional, but it can reach the ears of the leaders, but it has a different meaning.

Once, an old professor in the office asked him what was the difference between the painting and calligraphy environment in foreign countries compared with domestic ones.

Mei Jiuming told the truth, he felt that the foreign environment was more free, and the domestic environment was more rigid.

At that time, he had just returned to China, and he didn't know that the school was a small river and lake with unpredictable people. After he finished speaking, the old professor who asked him smiled. The smile was intriguing, and he didn't think much about it.

After that, the school leader, who had always been polite to him, changed his face and asked him to go to the office to talk, and said a lot of things he couldn't understand, such as since he returned to China, he must be down-to-earth, don't look to Shu, live in Caoying. Heart in Han, don't forget the motherland's nurturing grace, don't worship foreigners...

Hearing that Mei Jiuming was in the fog, Zhang Er was at a loss.

It was only later that he realized that daring was what he said the other day, and it was passed on to the leaders' ears by someone with a heart, "Mei Jiuming said that our school is rigid and can't compare with foreign countries, and also said that the leader has improper management and limited ability..."

After listening to this kind of words, the leaders naturally have the boss's opinion on Mei Jiuming. Fortunately, Mei Jiuming is a returnee with high gold content. The leaders dare not open him no matter how dissatisfied they are, but they wear a lot of small shoes for Mei Jiuming.

Since then, Mei Jiuming has never dared to talk nonsense again. He is silent on topics about the school and school leaders, as well as colleagues, and does not express a word.

Can't afford it, he can only hide.