[PS: The picture in the previous chapter has been deleted. You can search for "Azure Sea Route – Mastiff (Kaohsiung)". It's the picture of the beach changing clothes. I'll put a normal one here and see if it's popular. If it's popular, I won't be able to do anything.]
It had to be admitted that a sexy cartoon from the year 2020 was extremely attractive to the otakus of 1994. Moreover, almost 80% of the visitors at the Comicmarket were men.
Therefore, when Boss Jia finished drawing, the stall was already surrounded by a sea of people. There were at least a few hundred men who looked at Boss Jia's drawing of Kaohsiung and salivated. Some of them even wanted to pounce on it and take a few bites.
The most serious ones were probably Kazuki Takahashi and Gu Fan, who were beside Boss Jia.
In fact, Gu Fan was not too worried. He didn't know much about Boss Jia's identity, so he thought that Boss Jia might be a big shot in the comics world who was hiding his true identity.
However, Kazuki Takahashi, who knew about Boss Jia's identity, almost knelt down. He would never have imagined that Boss Jia, the chairman of the Daqian Group and a super-rich man with a net worth of hundreds of billions of yen, was actually a big shot who was hiding his true identity.
Moreover, he wasn't just any big shot. He was a big shot who specialized in drawing those kinds of pictures. Kazuki Takahashi could bluntly say that among all the doujinshi artists in the Comicmarket, there was absolutely no one who could be compared to Boss Jia in terms of artistic realm. It was too f * cking unbelievable.
It was as unbelievable as suddenly seeing Wang Sicong's father's Oriental Fantasy Village doujinshi on the Internet.
"Is it strange?" Boss Jia glanced at Kazuki Takahashi beside him and smiled. "Don't forget that Princeps was also a top artist back then!"
"That's true …" Kazuki Takahashi nodded blankly. If Princeps hadn't been forced to join the army back then and continued to draw in Vienna for a living, Princeps would probably be an artist on the same level as Van Gogh now.
Fate was making a fool out of them!
"Only the finishing touches are left!" Boss Jia thought for a moment, then called Gu Fan over and said, "My character is based on Gou Jianjian, the King of Yue in your comic."
"So the face is still the face of the King of Yue, Gou Jianjian, but the overall aura has changed a little. It can even be said to be a different person. If I write the name of the King of Yue, would you be willing?"
This was a very important question. If Gu Fan agreed to let Boss Jia write King of Yue Gou Jianjian's name, it would mean that Boss Jia would draw the real King of Yue Gou Jianjian Doujin. However, this Doujin would be very different from Gu Fan's drawing. Therefore, if Gu Fan agreed, it would mean that Gu Fan had given up on his original King of Yue Gou Jianjian Doujin and chose Boss Jia's version.
"Sure!" Gu Fan pursed his lips and thought for a moment, then said helplessly, "Although I don't want to admit it, your King of Yue Gou Jianjian looks more like Qidian's mother."
"…" Boss Jia was confused by Gu Fan's words. How did the King of Yue Gou Jianjian become Qidian's mother? But it didn't matter. Since Gu Fan had agreed, Boss Jia wrote the name of the King of Yue Gou Jianjian on the drawing. Then, he snapped his fingers, and a person squeezed out of the crowd and looked at Boss Jia respectfully.
"Take this painting and print 100 copies of the poster for me." Boss Jia handed the painting to the other party and said, "You only have two hours."
No matter how he thought about it, it was impossible to print a newly drawn drawing into a poster in two hours.
However, the person didn't refute. He took the drawing that Boss Jia had just drawn and ran away. As he ran, he took out his mobile phone and began to give orders quickly.
After the person ran out of the venue, a black car immediately stopped in front of him and took him straight to the nearest printing studio.
At this time, a Daqian employee had already arrived and finished communicating with the studio. After spending a total of one million yen, the printing studio stopped printing a large number of posters and began to adjust the machine, change the paint, and a series of tedious steps.
At the same time, when the drawing was delivered, the entire studio's employees began to prepare the drawing as quickly as possible. The pre-printing process, which usually took four to five hours to prepare, was completed in just half an hour. Then, they began to print a large number of posters. In the end, it became 100 posters.
Under normal circumstances, the price of these 100 posters was 5 Yen per poster, which added up to only 500 Yen. However, in order to complete the entire printing work within an hour, the studio charged a fee of one million Yen.
When the owner of the studio first heard that 100 high-quality posters were to be printed within an hour, he refused. This was not like the future computer era, where a computer could be done with a click. Now, all kinds of complicated preparatory work are required to complete the printing. Moreover, they also need to stop the machine that was already running and replace it with new materials.
What's even more f * cked up is that 100 posters are required, which can't even cover the cost.
Therefore, the boss directly refused and casually said, "Unless you give me one million, don't even think about it."
Then, 100 Yen was sent to the boss.
After the relevant personnel left with 100 posters, the boss of the printing studio still looked at the one million Yen cash in front of him in a daze.
After that, this became one of the things that the boss liked to talk about the most. Every time he drank with his friends, he couldn't help but show off this matter.
He lamented the boring life of the rich.
On the other side, after the painting was sent away, all the onlookers nearby looked in the direction of the painting, as if they had lost their souls.
At the same time, Boss Jia shouted with a smile, "Everyone, you heard it. In two hours, that painting will be turned into 100 posters and sent over. When the time comes, I'll match these 100 comics to sell. Buy a comic and you'll get a free poster. "
"If you're interested, you can take a look at our comics first. If you think our comics are interesting, you might as well line up here for a while!"
As soon as Boss Jia's voice fell, the onlookers swarmed up and began to browse the comics on the table.
"F * ck! We've been fooled. This drawing is different from the one just now! " Soon, the audience complained that the drawing was not right. However, these complaints soon disappeared because the audience was immersed in the plot of the comic and couldn't extricate themselves for a long time.
When they came back to their senses, they immediately put down the comics in their hands, ran to the position of the queue, and began to line up directly.
Soon, a long line was formed, and this line also aroused the curiosity of more otakus. After they found out what was going on, they also ran over to look at the comics. Then, they couldn't stop and began to line up.
After waiting for an hour and forty minutes, the person just now came back with a big bag of posters, panting. Boss Jia checked the posters and found that the printing quality was okay, so he hung his original art on the display board. Then, he began to sell the comic book with the poster as a gift.
Well, in fact, if one calculated carefully, one would find that the price of each of these 100 posters was as high as ten thousand Yen, so it was still unknown who was the real gift!
The 100 comics were sold out in less than ten minutes, and there were at least dozens of customers in line after they were sold out, looking depressed.
However, there was a smart person who suggested on the spot that he hoped to buy the poster hand-drawn by Boss Jia.
"One million Yen for one, are you buying it?" Boss Jia said with a smile when he heard that someone wanted to buy it. After all, the poster was nominated by Boss Jia himself.
Logically speaking, this price was definitely not a scam. If this drawing was bought and stored for more than ten years, when it was put up for auction, as a character drawing personally drawn by a fake boss in the world, and a character drawing of this kind at that, there would be a lot of people fighting to buy it even if it was sold for one hundred million Yen.
Unfortunately, among the people present, there was no one who could afford to buy an original art for more than one million Yen. Just as Boss Jia was about to put away the drawing, Gu Fan suddenly whispered, "Sir, this drawing is one million Yen. Can I buy it?"
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