Neil was furious, thinking that someone like him wouldn't go far.

"Who are you? Do you believe I'll sue all Chinese people?"

The old man didn't say anything, but simply took out his work ID. The moment you saw the ID...

Neil's vision went black; the person in front of him was none other than Liu Hai.

This man is a prominent figure. Neil had previously tried to become his apprentice, but he refused.

He was furious, which is why he refused to take Neil as his apprentice.

It was because Mr. Liu could tell at the time that Neil was a person who was eager for quick success and instant benefits.

That's why they confiscated it, and now everyone knows the old man's identity.

“I told you that the foreigner’s painting was bad, it was all dark and murky, look how bright the other paintings are.”

"Who says otherwise? This person is gloomy, and his paintings are gloomy too. Let's go look at something else."

"Okay, I see you've painted so many today, I definitely want to buy a few more."

Ye Zhaozhao felt a sense of satisfaction watching Neil look like a stray dog.

With each painting by Fu sold, all the paintings Ye Zhaozhao had commissioned were sold.

Even those people couldn't believe that someone had actually bought their paintings.

Ye Zhaozhao didn't say that what they didn't expect was yet to come.

These artists will become famous because of the art exhibition, and they will never lack people to commission paintings from them again, but that's a story for another time.

All the paintings were sold, and Wang Erni and the others were very happy. Their efforts had not been in vain. Only Neil's eight paintings lay there all alone.

“Mr. Neil, please take the painting away. You can’t take up our space.”

After today, Wang Erni finally saw what kind of person Neil was.

She's just a foreigner trying to take advantage of the Chinese people, so she won't be polite to him.

Neil brought the paintings home, and when Mill saw that he had brought them all back, he knew that they hadn't been sold.

Neil thinks that today was all the work of that woman, Ye Zhaozhao.

He was confident in himself; with those paintings as a comparison, he was certain his paintings would sell.

Neil delayed his return home.

He and Mir started taking their paintings from house to house to sell, but no one bought them.

The news of the art exhibition had already spread far and wide, but no one was going to buy his paintings.

After their initial setback, Mir could no longer hold on.