"I knew there was a reason why you kindly asked me to dinner alone and inexplicably inquired about Guan Qi. You want me to help you out again, huh? Found it sweet when you got a deal on that house through me, didn't you? Now with buying a painting, you're planning on getting me to give you a discount?"
Lin Zhi: "...You saw right through me. You're really something!"
"No use," Ji Feifan refused bluntly, "Guan Qi's paintings aren't just about having money, she chooses her buyers. She doesn't sell to just anyone, and even if you tried to buy directly, she might not sell to you."
"What should I do? I heard her paintings are quite valuable for collecting. I remember there was one..." Lin Zhi suddenly paused, struck by a realization!
She remembered!
In her past life, when she was browsing the news, she saw in a related topic that someone mentioned a painting by Guan Qi had sold for fifty million. Unfortunately, due to her son's issue, its value immediately dropped to ten million.