The rich second generation was an eye-opener for them.
It was almost evening when a dazzling black Rolls-Royce sedan drove into the restaurant's parking lot. It was very fast, and in the end, it drifted and came to a stop with the screeching sound of the tires rubbing against the ground.
"Such a good car," Hans curled his lips.
It was also the first time that Li Du had driven a luxury car as a sports car. It was simply torturing the Rolls-Royce.
They chatted casually for a while and then looked away. Soon, Hans' phone rang. Young Master Jefferson called again and asked, "I'm here, where are you?"
Hans sighed. This meant that he had to go and greet them.
In Li Du's opinion, Jefferson, who was so unreliable, should be a young man in his teens or twenties. However, Hans brought in a man who looked to be in his thirties.
The man was wearing a loose shirt, a pair of white jeans, a pair of crooked mission boots, a fisherman's hat, and a pair of sunglasses.
In Li Du's hometown, people who dressed like this would have a special nickname: loafer. If he walked around the county streets in such a manner, he would be beaten up by at least ten people.
Hans introduced him to Li Du. This was Young Master Jefferson.
Li Du forced a smile and shook hands with him. "You're so cool."
Jefferson also smiled and said, "Sorry to keep you waiting. Come on, I can't waste any more time. Let's get straight to the point. Show me the drawing."
As he spoke, he rubbed his hands. Li Du felt that he was not a rich second generation, but a drug addict from the slums.
The graffiti was very large, as tall as a person. Godzilla opened it in his hand and showed it.
Seeing this painting, Jefferson took off his sunglasses, widened his eyes, and looked at it carefully.
He traced the direction of the handwriting with his finger and said, "The main body is sprayed with silver and white FAT-Cap with black edges. The phone booth is not self-spray painted. Judging from the traces, it seems to be made with a brush...
"The thickness of the spray strips are evenly blended together. Looking at the traces of color left behind, it must be the result of airbrushing in the seventh gear. To be able to keep the edges of the colors clear under such great pressure, there's nothing to say about the hand speed …"
Unlike his previous unreliable style, when appreciating the painting, Jefferson displayed a professionalism that Li Du admired.
He analyzed the painting from beginning to end, analyzing the coloring, the direction of the lines, the painting technique, and even the content and ideas. Li Du did not understand what he was saying, but he thought it was amazing.
After appreciating it, he patted the wallpaper and said, "No problem, this is the masterpiece of the Ban God. It's good that you didn't deceive me with a fake."
Li Du smiled. "We are certified by the Warehouse Auction Association. Of course, we won't use fake goods to cheat people. Please rest assured."
"So, are you willing to keep it? I noticed the look in your eyes just now. You must have taken a liking to it. It belongs to you. "
Jefferson said in high spirits, "This is a good painting. Of course, I have to keep it. This is the masterpiece of the Ban God!"
"How much? What price are you willing to pay? "
Jefferson waved his hand and said, "It's a good painting, so it should have a good price. I think 200,000 dollars is a suitable price. You guys have made a profit!"
Li Du was shocked by these shameless words. What the f * ck, we have made a profit for 200,000 dollars?
He gave Godzilla a look, stood up, and said, "Let's go, don't waste time!"
After waiting for a full six hours for Jefferson, Li Du was already angry. Now that the other party had offered such an unreliable price, Li Du could not bear it anymore.
Hans pulled him back and said to Jefferson, "This price is not good, buddy. 200,000 dollars is definitely not good. You saw my buddy's attitude. 600,000 dollars. If it's lower than that, we don't want to trade."
Jefferson did not even look at Li Du. He shook his head and said, "600,000 dollars? Do you think I'm a fat cow? I won't accept this price. 300,000 dollars at most. Otherwise, you can keep the painting and leave. "
Li Du waved and said, "Let's go!"
Godzilla and Brother Wolf were very obedient. They immediately kept the wallpaper and left.
Hans could see that he was really angry, so he shrugged helplessly and said, "If you are interested in the future, you can continue to offer, but only if we haven't sold it."
They walked to the entrance of the restaurant. Jefferson finally could not take it anymore. He quickly caught up with them and said, "Okay, okay, you guys win. Tell me, how much?"
Hans said, "600,000 dollars."
"No, 600,000 dollars is too high. Name a price we can accept. 400,000, how about 400,000?"
Li Du was about to leave again, but Jefferson quickly pulled him back and said, "450,000, how about 450,000? This price is already very high. Even at an auction, it won't fetch 450,000 dollars. I'll give you 450,000! "
This price can be considered. Li Du stopped in his tracks.
Hans and Jefferson discussed the price again. Jefferson insisted that this was his last offer. Hans said, "500,000 dollars. Besides this painting, we also got some daily necessities that Banks used when he was in Miami. I can give them to you together."
"Deal." Jefferson was overjoyed.
The daily necessities that Banks used were, of course, the junk that he got from the warehouse.
Li Du understood why Hans asked Godzilla to add clothes, tables, chairs, and cutlery. This was to trick Banks' fans.
Logically speaking, this was the practice of an unscrupulous businessman. However, unless Banks personally denied it, it was hard to tell whether it was true or not.
After discussing the price, it was time for the transaction. At this time, Jefferson began to dawdle again.
Li Du asked impatiently, "You don't want to pay this price, right? It's okay, we haven't signed the contract. If you don't want to buy it, then forget it. "
Jefferson said dejectedly, "No, buddy, I'm very willing to buy it, but I don't have that much money."
Li Du and Hans were so angry that they almost picked up their hammers and hit him. If you don't have money, why the hell did you quote a price?
"How much money do you have?" Hans asked helplessly.
Jefferson said shyly, "Two, two hundred and twenty thousand. Just now, I quoted two hundred thousand because that's all I have."
The difference was too big. Li Du really didn't know who gave him the courage to bargain with them.
Jefferson hesitated for a while, then pointed to the Rolls-Royce outside and said, "Well, what do you guys think of my car?"
Hearing this, Li Du quickly understood his intention. He asked, "You're not thinking of using that car to exchange for cash, right? No, we only want cash! "
Jefferson said, "I bought this Phantom less than two months ago. The mileage is less than 2,000 miles, less than 2,000 miles! When I bought it, it was 400,000 dollars. I spent another 50,000 dollars to modify it. Now it's 300,000 dollars. Is that okay? "
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