Magic Hand glanced at the oil paintings and nodded. "Of course, everything here is mine. What's wrong?"
Sandler smiled. "Nothing, just that these oil paintings look pretty good. Are they famous paintings?"
Magic Hand looked at him as if he was an idiot and said, "Are you blind? These are all ordinary oil paintings used for decoration. They're not famous paintings, my foot! "
Sandler was even angrier at being insulted, but he felt excited after hearing those words. Magic Hand didn't know the value of these paintings. He didn't buy this storage unit for the paintings!
This gave him a ray of hope. Stein and Gasol had promised them that the paintings in the container were priceless!
They believed the two of them because they had risked being arrested to come back for the paintings, and they had even been arrested because of it.
But the three of them didn't know exactly which painting was valuable. Stein and Gasol, who knew about this, were arrested by the police. Their phones and other communication devices were confiscated, and they couldn't contact each other anymore.
Sandler gave his two friends a look. They had already made a plan, and a series of topics revolved around the paintings.
Magic Hand folded his arms and listened to their nonsense. Halfway through, he couldn't take it anymore and said, "Do you think I'm stupid? What's up with these paintings? Did you see something? "
His words made Sandler and the other two anxious, but they couldn't show it.
Sandler said, "Who knows what's up with these paintings? I just think they look pretty good. They seem to be made by a famous artist. Isn't Chris Bell on the ship? He's very accomplished in appraising oil paintings. You can ask him. "
He said this because Sandler was sure that Bell couldn't see the value of these paintings. Previously, when he was talking to Stein, he had boasted that other than the two of them and a few others, no one else in the world knew the true identity of these paintings.
Bell, who was packing up the containers, was called over. Indeed, he looked at the paintings carefully and shook his head. "Nothing interesting. They're all graffiti. They're not worth much."
Sandler said casually, "I think they're pretty good. Johnson, why don't you sell them to me? I have a new house and I'm lacking a few paintings to decorate it. "
Magic Hand glanced at him and said, "Lacking a few paintings to decorate your house? Go to the streets or the Seattle Academy of Fine Arts. You can buy a bunch of oil paintings for a hundred bucks there. "
Sandler smiled and said, "I like the style of these oil paintings. They are very bold in their use of colors and have a kind of arrogant and intense beauty, just like my personality. So, are you willing to sell it to me? "
Magic Hand rubbed his chin. After some consideration, he said, "Alright, it's not a problem to sell it to you."
Sandler was overjoyed. This joy almost broke through his repressed emotions.
Magic Hand continued, "But in terms of the price, we have to discuss it properly. How about 100,000 dollars for one painting?"
Hearing this price, Sandler almost cursed out loud. The joy in his heart instantly dissipated and he could not help but shout at Magic Hand, "A hundred thousand for one painting? Are you crazy, man? Whose painting do you think this is? Picasso? Monet? Van Gogh? "
Magic Hand said calmly, "If this was a painting by Picasso, Monet, or Van Gogh, do you think I would offer a price of one million dollars? Don't pretend, Sandler. We are all acquaintances and know each other's personalities. These paintings are definitely valuable. It's just that I can't see it, but you can. Anyway, if you don't want to pay a price, don't even think about taking them away. "
Sandler glared at him angrily and said, "Believe it or not, these paintings are not worth a fart. I just like them!"
Bell nodded and said, "I won't make a mistake, Johnson. These paintings are not valuable."
Magic Hand shook his head firmly. "I won't doubt your judgment, Chris. I don't understand these paintings either, but I understand human nature. These paintings are definitely useful to them. A hundred thousand for one painting. Buy it or not!"
Sandler shouted, "Alright, I admit that you're right, but you're taking advantage of them! These paintings are valuable to us, not because they are famous works or because they are valuable, but because they are the paintings of a deceased artist friend of ours. We are participating in this auction for them! "
Hearing what he said, Magic Hand asked doubtfully, "Really?"
Sandler revealed a sorrowful expression and told a story that would make anyone who heard it cry.
Li Du also revealed a sorrowful expression. He persuaded, "Forget it, buddy. Sell these paintings to him. Make them cheaper. Don't sell them for a hundred thousand each. That's a little expensive …"
Sandler nodded. Li Du continued, "Make them cheaper. Fifty thousand each."
Sandler, who was nodding, was so angry that he wanted to hit someone!
His attitude made Magic Hand very unhappy. He said, "This won't do, that won't do. How much do you want to pay?"
Sandler said, "How about a thousand dollars for one painting?"
Magic Hand sneered. "Are you f * cking dreaming? I might as well keep them with me at such a low price. Be honest, if you want to buy them, there are a total of eighteen paintings here. A hundred and eighty thousand for one painting. Do you want them? "
Sandler shook his head vigorously. Magic Hand kept the paintings. "Forget it then."
The South American pulled Sandler back and sighed. "Forget it, brother. To us, these paintings are priceless. Let's not talk anymore. Let's buy them."
Saying this, he turned his head and said to Magic Hand, "Johnson, one hundred and eighty thousand is too high. How about one hundred and fifty thousand? That's our bottom line."
Magic Hand insisted, "One hundred and eighty thousand. Do you want it or not!"
The South American was so angry that he wanted to hit someone!
Magic Hand insisted on this price. The three of them had no choice but to buy them at that price.
However, they had an additional condition. They wanted to check the container. If there were any paintings of their friends in there, they had to pack them up and take them away. The total price was one hundred and eighty thousand.
Magic Hand agreed readily. Sandler paid the one hundred and eighty thousand and then quickly packed up the paintings. He brought his two companions into the container to search carefully.
They searched for a long time and finally confirmed that there were no paintings left in the container. In other words, they had achieved their goal.
When they were satisfied and packed up the paintings to leave, Li Du shouted, "Hey, I have another painting here. Are you interested in buying it?"
Sandler and the other two turned around in shock. Then, they saw Li Du take out an oil painting that depicted a large number of flowers from behind some boxes.
Li Du smiled and said, "When Johnson took out a bunch of paintings from the box just now, I thought this one was very beautiful. So, I bought it first. Are you interested in taking it?"
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