Chapter 372 Money is a Dazzling Thing

There is no difference between Shi Tingyu with the title of professor and Shi Tingyu without the title of professor. She still goes to class every day.

But this time, as soon as she stepped into the classroom, the students under the podium stood up and applauded, and shouted in unison: "Hello, Professor Shi!"

Shi Tingyu was stunned for a moment and didn't react for a while. She looked behind herself and her father didn't come.

After turning around, she came to her senses. Professor Shi, she is also Professor Shi now.

Although she is familiar with the students, Shi Tingyu said that she can't stand being teased like this.

She pretended to be calm and walked to the podium, and then said: "Do you want to take the exam?"

Classmates: ...

Almost a second of silence.

No matter which school it is, exams are always a teacher's magic weapon. Look how effective it is now.

Shi Tingyu was satisfied and began to teach the students.

After the students started calling her Professor Shi, the title of Professor Shi gradually spread like a virus.

Because Han Wei met Shi Tingyu in the family courtyard and greeted her, now people in the family courtyard also know that Shi Tingyu has become a professor.

So they also began to call her Professor Shi.

Teacher Shi seemed to have become a thing of the past.

Until one day when Shi's father came to the family courtyard to visit his grandson, a military wife greeted Shi Tingyu and the first word she said was Professor Shi. The

father and daughter of the Shi family turned around at the same time.

For a moment, the three of them were silent.

It was still the military wife who broke the awkwardness first, "Um, Professor Shi, I'm sorry."

So Shi Tingyu quickly became Professor Shi after Professor Shi.

It was a little awkward to pronounce at first, but it didn't matter anymore after getting used to it.

On this day off, Shi Tingyu and Lu Weiguo went to the gallery to check on the situation and to deposit the money they had earned in the past few days.

Although Qian Xiaohua was a military wife and also lived in the family compound, she didn't dare to bring so much money back to Shi Tingyu.

It was not peaceful outside right now.

Shi Tingyu also knew this situation and didn't make it difficult for her. Instead, he asked her to lock the money in the cabinet in the gallery and she could just go there to get it when she had a break.

Fortunately, there wasn't a lot of cash in the cabinet, because whenever the transaction amount exceeded one thousand, everyone basically went to the post office to transfer it to Shi Tingyu's account.

Qian Xiaohua heaved a sigh of relief when she saw Shi Tingyu coming over. The money in the cabinet was getting more and more. Every time the money was taken away, she started to worry after two or three days.

In two or three days, the money accumulated was almost nearly a thousand. If there were not six security guards here, she would really be worried about Shi Tingyu.

Money is attractive.

The most valuable thing in this studio is not the money in her cabinet, but the paintings on the second floor.

As for the price, customers basically know it after asking. It is no secret. There are so many paintings in the gallery, just like gold ingots. Who can resist the temptation?

Fortunately, the boss had foresight and hired several retired soldiers.

After Shi Tingyu checked the account and found no problem, he asked Lu Weiguo to take the money.

Lu Weiguo followed him every time he had a break for only one purpose, to be a bodyguard for his wife.

After receiving the money, Shi Tingyu went upstairs to take a look. Seeing that several booths on the second floor were empty, he thought about adjusting the arrangement of the paintings on the wall.

Seeing that his wife was about to go forward, Lu Weiguo took down the painting hanging on the wall first, "Wife, where do you want to put this painting?"

Shi Tingyu pointed to the empty booth next to him and said, "Put it here."

With Lu Weiguo's strong labor, Shi Tingyu quickly finished the task of rearranging the paintings.

Looking at the rearranged paintings, Shi Tingyu expressed satisfaction.

At this time, Qian Xiaohua's voice came from downstairs.

Shi Tingyu and Lu Weiguo went down to take a look.

At the cashier's counter, Qian Xiaohua was talking to a man who was about 35 years old. There was a painting next to the man.

When Shi Tingyu and the others approached, they heard the man say, "Last time I came, you said that the boss was not here and you couldn't set a price for the painting. I had to take the painting back. It can't be that he is not here this time, right?"

Qian Xiaohua said helplessly, "I told you before that our boss came here on his day off and is now upstairs."

As soon as she finished speaking, Qian Xiaohua found the boss who had already gone downstairs.

She quickly told the man in front of her, "Our boss is here."

The man's name was Qu Zhi, and he was a painter with a little fame in Jinling. However, with his current level and popularity, his works could not be displayed on the second floor.

I sent paintings several times before, but I didn't expect to receive them again this time. They look quite productive.

When Qu Zhi saw Shi Tingyu and Lu Weiguo, the slight anger on his face quickly disappeared and a smile appeared on his face.

"Professor Shi, you are here. It's just right. You can come and show me this painting and give me a price."

Shi Tingyu looked at the other party's painting and said nothing for a long time.

To be honest, this painting is not as good as his previous works. The brushstrokes are more impetuous than before, and the colors are not as mature as before.

It can be seen that it is still Qu Zhi's painting, but the quality cannot catch up with the original one.

Qu Zhi saw Shi Tingyu staring at his painting seriously and not saying a word for a long time, and he felt a little anxious.

"Professor Shi, do you think there is something wrong with my painting?"

Shi Tingyu said honestly, "If it was Teacher Qu's painting before, then there would be no problem, but Teacher Qu's painting seems to be a little bit below standard recently."

Qu Zhi's face froze, and his eyes looked embarrassed, "Maybe I was in a hurry these days and didn't control it well."

Having said that, Qu Zhi was still shocked by Shi Tingyu's sharp eyesight.

Although his paintings can't be put on the second floor now, a painting can be sold for at least four or five hundred yuan. Before, there was no place to consign and sell, and he had a hard time. Now there is a place that can make money from painting, so he wants to sell more paintings while the gallery is still open, so he can make more money. So he is inevitably a little impatient when painting, and he is not as careful as before.

But now that Shi Tingyu had said it to his face, he felt a little embarrassed.

But the purpose is to make money. Although the quality of his paintings is not as good as those on the second floor, he can't bear the large quantity. They are the most sold paintings in this gallery.

Many people think that the paintings on the second floor are expensive. They have more ambition but less financial resources, so they can only settle for the second best. However, those paintings by less famous students are looked down upon by those with a little bit of assets. In the end, customers’ eyes are fixed on Paintings by painters like Qu Zhi who are somewhat famous in the local area and whose prices are affordable.

Shi Tingyu was still thinking about the appropriate price for the other party's painting. Qu Zhixian couldn't hold himself back and said, "Professor Shi, do you think the price for my painting is appropriate?"

Shi Tingyu said: "Two hundred. "

That was the highest price she could give.

This price fell beyond Qu Zhi's expectation, and he couldn't help but raise his voice, "So low? Professor Shi, please don't lower the price too much."