My Bank Is Connected to Another World

The other end.

The staff found that Shu Fu had shut down the machine directly, and was immediately dumbfounded.

What to do?

Of course it is to ask someone to find it.

however.

There were not so many twists and turns, but in five minutes, Shu Fu met the organizer and the group of people, mainly because Shu Fu looked at the works one by one.

Take it seriously.

And those people are just looking at the flowers, mostly chatting.

"Shu Fu." The curator yelled when he saw Shu Fu.

"you are?"

Shu Fu turned his head and looked at the curator.

curator:"..."

I didn’t come to the dinner yesterday. It’s normal if I don’t know him, but I spoke at the opening ceremony this morning. By the way, did you not attend?

No time to think about it.

The curator hurriedly introduced himself, and then proposed that he wanted Shu Fu to wait for an engraved one and display it.

Hear the words.

Shu Fu glanced at the group of people and shook his head.

"I hurt my hand, I can't engrave it."

joke.

We are not monkeys, you say let me engrave, are we familiar? As for the origins of these people, Shu Fu didn't care, nor did he eat their rice.

One listen.

The curator was stunned.

brother!

Brother!

Do you know who these are? People from the provincial government and the district naturally also came, and with other entourage, the specifications are quite high.

There are also several big entrepreneurs.

Is it really good to refuse so in person?

What other hand is injured, where is it?

"How hurt? What hurt?" The curator couldn't help asking, how could he believe it.

"Doing push-ups, the speed is too fast, it still hurts now."

Shu Fu swayed his wrist.

Click!

"Oh, it's twisted again."

Wrist misalignment.

Shu Fu felt that his acting skills were pretty good, and as his body became stronger and stronger, some of his limbs and joints were dislocated when he almost wanted to dislocate.

Pull it back at any time without damaging the bones.

This scene.

Look at the people around me.

Before, they thought that Shu Fu was evasive, but now it turned out to be true. They saw the bones misaligned, and heard the crisp sound of the bones with their own eyes.

"Are you OK?"

Yan Yue hurried up and said with concern.

I wondered, when was Shu Fu injured?

Hear the words.

Shu Fu forced a smile of "It doesn't hurt, I can bear".

"It's okay, but it hurts a bit, and I can't use it hard."

"You also know that I carve wood, and I need to use a bowl of force. Sometimes when the blade is turned too hard, it will hurt. Fortunately, I'm used to it. It's about a week."

"Ugh."

"There is a saying that if you want to get something, you have to pay a low price after all."

"My hand, I'm sorry."

Suddenly.

The words resonated.

obtain.

cost.

The picture feels gloomy: little boy, practicing every day, often injured his wrist, day after day, year after year, this is what I have achieved today.

Inspirational!

It's so inspirational.

"Then take good care of your wounds and don't leave the root of the disease." Fu Ting said.

"Yes."

"Although I am young, I can't help but care."

"..."

Everyone comforted, and never mentioned the exhibition art.

See here.

Shu Fu smiled in his heart, fooling people. It was very interesting. If you carve it and you are still liked, it is estimated that someone will pay for him to carve a lot, but I will definitely refuse it.

If you refuse, you will offend someone.

Therefore, directly cut off some possible boring unhappiness at the source.

He felt that his wit had successfully escaped a lot of things.

perfect!

Afterwards, the organizers continued to watch the flowers, and Shu Fu still walked slowly. This can be regarded as respect for the same craftsmen. These are all people's painstaking efforts.

"Why don't the company's order stop first, and heal the injury before engraving it?" Yan Yue said.

"No need to."

"But your hand."

"It's okay."

"..."

Yan Yue looked at Shu Fu suspiciously, seeing that he was not polite, and stopped persuading him. After all, as a carver, how do you know your hands and expect Shu Fu to be polite?

Ah!

That's new.

Moreover, Shu Fu is not referring to her company's single job.

Therefore, I will not work hard for this little money.

"You take fewer orders, is it because of your hands?" Yan Yue thought of a possibility.

"Shh!"

Shu Fu didn't answer, he hissed.

"Look at the work well."

Yan Yue: "..."

then.

The atmosphere soon became the same as before. Yan Yue and a few friends chatted non-stop, while Shu Fu was completely independent of their topic and said nothing.

Just look!

Several people are already used to this.

Go shopping!

Approaching noon, Shu Fu strolled back to the exhibition hall of his works.

"Yeah, it's the same as my sister said, this silly dog ​​has a smell!"

"The wording is absolutely perfect!"

"Carving and painting are both top works, but unfortunately, we definitely can't afford it."

"how much is it?"

"I heard that the engraver sold two million for a work before."

"Oh my God! Grab it!"

"I've heard about this, and it was reported at the time, but only a text corner was given in the provincial newspaper."

"Awesome!"

"..."

Compared to before, the number of people here has not decreased. During the big weekend, some people called friends to see it, which made the number of visitors here today greatly exceeded expectations.

among them.

The work of Shu Fu is the one that everyone gives to friends Amway the most.

Stay close to life.

Make people laugh.

With the gimmick of "Two Million Engravers' New Works", it is very attractive.

"Master Shu, I finally found you." Just as he was about to leave, a staff member trot over.

The skill of Shu Fu.

It has spread.

So there is an additional title of master.

"???"

"Someone is interested in your work and they happen to be right at the entrance of the museum." The staff explained.

Hear the words.

Shu Fu frowned, interested, how interested.

Then he smiled, thinking about what to do so much, and it just happened to be on the way.

Come to the door.

He saw the curator chatting with an old man, and he had a good chat. Three people stood beside the old man, one like a housekeeper and two male bodyguards.

The aura is quite strong.

Seeing Shu Fu, the curator hurriedly introduced:

"You are here at last, let me introduce you some. This is Mr. Zhu Xianming from Europe. This is the engraver of that work, Master Shu Fu."

"Speaking of which, you can be regarded as peers. Mr. Zhu Xianming used to be a woodcarver."

"Hello there."

"Hello there."

Shu Fu smiled at Zhu Xianming and shook his hand.

"Young and promising! Young and promising!"

Zhu Xianming looked at Shu Fu with admiration, with a feeling of "promising success in the industry".

In recent years, few young people are willing to learn the woodcut craftsmanship.

Although he has changed careers, UU reads www.uukanshu.com, but he never forgets that he used to be a woodcarver in his craft of making a living.

"Extraordinary."

After the greeting, the curator hurriedly said:

"I am calling you this time because Mr. Zhu wants to buy your work. As for the price..." The curator looked at Zhu Xianming and didn't talk about it just now.

Although it is a long-term exhibition, it is almost equal to a donation.

But if it can seek some benefits for the provider, the museum is also willing to connect.

"I heard that your last work was 2 million. I doubled it and bought it for 4 million. How about?" Zhu Xianming bid.

This price directly surprised the curator.

Did you hear me wrong?

four million?

Was he being taken too much, or he didn't wake up, when did the money make such a good profit?