However, Zhao Qingya didn't even shake hands with him, and her favorability towards him was -30 points, which was the lowest initial favorability among all the bound objects.
It seems lesbians really hate men; they're quite difficult to deal with.
No problem, now that we're in a relationship, I'll use my money to subdue you!
Li Yi withdrew his hand, smiled slightly, and walked away to casually browse the art exhibition.
"Sister, he's my friend. He already extended his hand, why didn't you shake his hand?" Zhao Qingchun said, somewhat displeased.
Zhao Qingya: "Qingchun, he's your friend, not mine. Why should I shake hands with him?"
Zhao Qingchun: "......."
Having no other choice, Zhao Qingchun had to follow Li Yi.
Zhao Qingchun came to Li Yi's side and whispered, "What do we do? We haven't even added him on WeChat. We've failed the first hurdle!"
Li Yi: "Don't panic. Haste makes waste! Today I'm not only going to add your sister on WeChat, but I'm also going to make her add me on her own initiative."
Zhao Qingchun: "Tch. You're just bragging!"
Li Yi: "How about we make a bet? If your sister adds me on WeChat, I win. Otherwise, I lose. What do you say?"
Zhao Qingchun: "Let's bet. What are the stakes?"
Li Yi thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll bet my first kiss."
Zhao Qingchun said, "Pah! You scumbag, don't even think about taking advantage of me!"
Li Yi: "My first kiss wasn't taking advantage of you."
Zhao Qingchun: "Mine was also my first kiss, and I want to save it for someone I like. So, let's change the bet. How about this: if you win, I'll buy you breakfast."
Li Yi scoffed, "What kind of bet is this? It's like someone who's never had breakfast."
Zhao Qingchun: "So what do you want to bet on?"
Li Yi: "Let's bet on a massage. I've been really busy lately, and my back and waist are aching. If I win, you give me a full-body massage, how about that? If I lose, I'll give you a massage."
Zhao Qingchun thought for a moment and said, "Hehe, your plan is so well-thought-out that you could hear it from miles away. But you can't win. If I lose, I don't need your massage. If you win, I can give you a massage."
Li Yi: "Okay, let's make it clear first, the massage time will be no less than twenty minutes. I'll find a hotel for you then."
Upon hearing that they were going to a hotel, Zhao Qingchun sensed his ulterior motives and asked, "Why do we need to go to a hotel? Are you trying to assault me?"
Li Yi: "How could that be? You wouldn't want to give me a massage in public, would you? As long as you don't mind, I don't mind either."
Zhao Qingchun thought about it and felt that Li Yi made sense, saying, "Let's talk after you can actually win. I want to see how you're going to get my sister to add you on WeChat."
Li Yi smiled but remained silent.
He continued to wander through the exhibition hall, seemingly looking very carefully at each of Zhao Qingya's works, and even squatting down to examine some of them closely.
He noticed a detail as soon as he entered: every piece of art had a price tag.
In other words, Zhao Qingya is willing to sell every single one of her works.
In fact, artists hold solo exhibitions to expand their influence and to sell more works to earn revenue.
Of course, the two are in common, since an artist's artistic value can only be recognized when their works are sold at high prices.
After looking around, Li Yi found that most of Zhao Qingya's paintings were priced between 10,000 and 100,000 yuan.
The price isn't high.
However, for the average person, this price is not low, after all, Zhao Qingya is not a famous painter, but just a student at the Mountain City Art University.
Suddenly, a painting caught Li Yi's attention.
What you see is a huge black and white portrait of Zhao Qingya herself, elegant, beautiful, and intellectual.
From a distance, it appears to be a portrait, but upon closer inspection, it is quite different from others, as it is composed of Zhao Qingya's handwritten names.
The entire painting is covered with Zhao Qingya's name.
Li Yi found the painting interesting; it was both a portrait of Zhao Qingya and a composition of her name.
This painting was priced the highest among all the paintings at the auction, at 200,000.
Not only Li Yi noticed the painting, but others also noticed this special painting.
Everyone thought it was good, but the price was too high.
An old man with a bald head and a somewhat sleazy appearance was negotiating a price with Zhao Qingya.
"Zhao, I'd like to buy this painting, but your asking price of 200,000 is really too expensive. How about you lower the price a bit, and I'll buy it?"
Zhao Qingya neither confirmed nor denied, but asked, "How much do you think is appropriate?"
The old man said, "This painting is actually based on your photo. It's just that the process is complicated, requiring you to write each name on it. But to be honest, it's not technically difficult; it's all about the hard work. I think 50,000 yuan would be a reasonable price."
Upon hearing this, a hint of displeasure flashed across Zhao Qingya's face.
"Sorry, this price is too low. I can't sell it."
At this moment, the tomboy next to her spoke up: "Sir, you're haggling way too much. Most people only cut the price in half, but you're cutting it in half again. Why don't you go look at something else?"
The old man was somewhat dissatisfied and said, "Two hundred thousand, isn't that expensive?"
Li Yi saw that his opportunity had arrived.
Other guys might not be good enough, but when it comes to money, hehe, I'm not afraid of anyone!
"Sir, let me be fair. Putting aside the technical skill involved in the painting, the mere fact that it contains Zhao's portrait is worth at least a million. So, her asking price of two hundred thousand is definitely not an exaggeration!"
Li Yi's words surprised Zhao Qingya and everyone else.
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