The magic hand glanced at the oil painting and nodded, "Of course, the things here are mine, what's wrong?"

Sandler smiled and said, "It's nothing, it just looks good to see these oil paintings. Are they famous paintings?"

The magic hand looked at him with a fool's eyes and said, "Your eyes are blind? These are all ordinary oil paintings for decoration, they are nonsense famous paintings!"

Sandler was even more angry when he was insulted, but after hearing these words, he felt excited: the magician didn't know the value of these paintings, he didn't buy the warehouse for these oil paintings!

This made him see the light of hope. Stein and Gasol promised them that the oil paintings in this container were priceless!

They believed the two because they came back to get oil paintings at the risk of being arrested, and the two were arrested for this.

But the three of them didn't know which oil painting was valuable. Stein, who knew about this, was captured by the police, and his mobile phone and other communication tools were confiscated, so the two sides could not contact each other.

Sandler winked at the two friends. They had already made plans, so they started a series of topics around oil painting.

The magic hand held his arms and listened to their nonsense, and couldn't help it. He said, "You think I'm stupid? What's going on with this oil painting? Have you seen something?"

These words made Sandler and the other two anxious, and they still couldn't express it.

Sandler said: "Who knows what's going on with these oil paintings? I just think they are pretty good-looking, it seems to be from a famous artist. Isn't Chris Bell on the boat? He is very accomplished in oil painting appraisal, you can ask him."

The reason for saying this was because Sandler was sure that Bell could not see the value of these paintings. When he communicated with Stein before, he boasted that except for the two of them and a few people, no one in the world knew the true identity of the painting.

Bell, who was taking people to pack the container, was called over. Indeed, after carefully reading the oil paintings, he shook his head: "It's not interesting, it's all graffiti works, they are not worth a lot."

Sandler said casually: "I think they are pretty good, Johnson, how about you selling them to me? I have a new house and just lacks a few oil paintings to decorate."

The magician glanced at him and said, "I lack a few oil paintings to decorate the house? You go to the streets or the Seattle Academy of Fine Arts, where you can buy a bunch of oil paintings for a hundred yuan."

Sandler smiled and said, "I like the style of these oil paintings. They are bold in color and have a kind of arrogant and intense beauty, just like my personality. How about it, would you like to sell it to me?"

The magic hand rubbed his chin, and after thinking about it, he said, "Okay, it's okay to sell it to you."

Sandler was overjoyed, and the joy was almost breaking through his depression and forcibly showing it.

The magician continued, "But in terms of price, we have to have a good talk. How about a painting cost 100,000 yuan?"

Hearing this offer, Sandler almost cursed, and his inner joy suddenly disappeared, and he couldn't help but shout to the magician: "A painting is 100,000? Are you crazy? Whose painting do you think is this? Picasso? Monet? Van Gogh?"

The magician said calmly: "If this was a painting by Picasso, Monet, and Van Gogh, do you think I would pay a price of one million yuan? Stop pretending, Sandler, we are all acquaintances and we all know each other's personalities. These paintings must be valuable, but I can't see them, and you can see that, in short, you don't want to make some blood, don't want to take them away."

Sandler glared at him and said, "If you believe it or not, these paintings have a big value. I just like them!"

Bell nodded and said, "I won't be fooled, Johnson, these paintings are of no value."

The magician shook his head firmly: "I won't doubt your vision. Chris, I don't understand these paintings either, but I understand human nature. These paintings will definitely be useful to them. One painting is 100,000 yuan, don't you buy it!"

Sandler shouted, "Okay, I admit you're right,

But you take advantage of others' danger! These paintings are valuable to us, but not because they are famous works or very valuable, but because they are paintings of one of our dead painters' friends. We attended this auction and came for them!"

Hearing him say this, the magician asked skeptically: "Really?"

Sandler showed a sad expression on his face, telling a past where the listener was sad and the listener burst into tears.

Li Du also showed a sad expression when he heard this. He persuaded: "Forget it, man, sell him these paintings, be cheaper, don't have a hundred thousand yuan per picture, it's really a bit expensive..."

Sandler nodded repeatedly, and Li Du continued, "It's cheaper, a 50,000 yuan per piece."

Sandler, who was nodding, was so angry that he wanted to hit someone after hearing this!

His attitude made the magician feel very dissatisfied, and he said, "This is not OK, that is not OK, so how much do you think of?"

Sandler said: "How about a thousand yuan per painting?"

The magician sneered directly: "Are you dreaming? I might as well keep it in my hands for such a low price. Be honest, if you want to buy it, there are 18 paintings here, each one is 10,000, and a total of 180,000 yuan. Do you want it?"

Sandler shook his head vigorously, and his magic hand went up to clean up the painting: "That's it."

The South Beauty stepped forward and grabbed Sandler and sighed, "Forget it, brother, these paintings are priceless to us. Stop talking, let's buy them."

As he said that, he turned his head and said to the magician: "Johnson, 180,000 is too high, 150,000, this is our lowest price."

The magician insisted: "180,000, do you want it?"

South Americans are so angry that they want to hit people!

The magic hand was chewing at this price, and the three of them had no choice but to buy it at this price in the end.

But they gave an additional condition, they wanted to check the container, and if there were any friends' oil paintings inside, they had to pack them together and take them away, the total price was 180,000.

The magician agreed, Sandler paid 180,000 yuan in payment, and then quickly packed up the paintings and took two companions into the container to search carefully.

They searched for a long time and finally confirmed that there were no leftover oil paintings in the container, which means that they achieved their goal.

When they were satisfied and packed up the oil paintings and were about to leave, Li Du shouted: "Hey, I still have a painting here. Are you interested in buying it?"

Sandler and the other two turned back in surprise, and then saw Li Du take out an oil painting depicting a large number of flowers from behind some boxes.

Li Du said with a smile: "When Johnson packed out a bunch of oil paintings from the box just now, I thought this one was very beautiful, so I bought it for money. Are you interested in taking over?"
Chapter completed!