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      IRHT CH17

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      by DewdropTL — Downstairs in the exhibition hall, Lin Lingyu looked at the bare walls and murmured, "Reduced to such poverty, yet still insisting on running a gallery." Zhang Miao spoke up, "That's not it, Teacher. It's been raining so much lately, so we had all our paintings stored in Gleam's warehouse." "Oh, so that's how it is." Lin Lingyu nodded. Zhang Miao was quite curious about her: "Teacher, have you ever thought about coming back to develop your career domestically?" "That? I've thought about…
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      IRHT CH18

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      by DewdropTL — On the day of Gleam's summer auction, an extraordinarily heavy rainstorm hit Yuchen. The stairs leading into the subway station turned into waterfalls, and flood-relief supplies were piled high in parking lots. Under the torrential rain, the docks were entirely deserted, leaving only dark corrugated metal cargo containers to be pelted by the downpour with a relentless pitter-patter. The meteorological bureau issued a red alert for severe rainstorms today. On the roads, buses plowed forward as if…
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      IRHT CH19

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      by DewdropTL — He couldn’t answer. At least, not at this very moment. A question like this could fuel an entire dissertation—how was he supposed to sum it up in just a few words? Lin Congzhi swallowed. In the mirror, he didn't even dare let his Adam's apple move too noticeably. Fortunately, he did his best to compose himself. He knew Xiao Jingwen fairly well: normally remarkably even-tempered, but prone to intermittent bursts of chaotic intensity. And those chaotic moments almost always revolved around Lin…
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      IRHT CH20

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      by DewdropTL — In this regard, Lin Congzhi had to admit defeat—Xiao Jingwen simply didn't treat money as money. To him, earning it was all about enjoying the process. He had low material desires, cared little for fame or status, and showed no interest in lust. Even a heirloom-grade treasure that others held in high esteem barely warranted a second glance from him. "Mr. Lin," the secretary said, walking back over after hanging up the phone. "I'm very sorry, but Mr. Xiao is currently dealing with a dispute and likely…
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      IRHT CH13

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      by DewdropTL — So going to the pier really allows one to get some French fries—would a seagull consider this a gift from nature? Xiao Jingwen cleared his throat and said, "Since that's the case, let's not push it. We can work together another time if the opportunity arises." Zhang Miao nodded and smiled: "Definitely." "By the way," Xiao Jingwen was suddenly curious, "is it convenient to ask what he is painting right now?" Zhang Miao let out an "Oh" and answered: "He is painting a suit of…
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      IRHT CH14

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      by DewdropTL — Both sides took a step back and released their hold. "You..." Lin Congzhi gestured somewhat evasively, "your tie." "Oh." Xiao Jingwen pushed the knot of his tie back up, smoothed his collar, and gave the hem of his suit jacket a downward tug. Lin Congzhi also straightened his clothes, let out two coughs, and said, "If... if there's nothing else, then I'll head..." As he spoke, he pointed in a random direction, not even knowing the way back to the exhibition hall—in any case, he couldn't…
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      IRHT CH15

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      by DewdropTL — "..." Xiao Jingwen was left speechless; he no longer needed to say anything. During the silence, he caught sight of the transparent umbrella resting beside Lin Congzhi, a small section of its ribs collapsed, looking barely usable—though if the wind picked up any further, rain would surely leak inside. He wanted to divert the topic: "How did your umbrella break? Let me get you another one." "You're being a bit forced." "Indeed." "So, will I still be able to see Yang Qingzhi?" Lin Congzhi…
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      IRHT CH1

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      by DewdropTL — A storm refused to break, weighing down on the city until it felt stifling and suffocating. When the gallery assistant brought in the coffee and the suit, Lin Congzhi was using white paint to trace highlights onto the canvas. Lin Congzhi stood before his easel holding a palette. It was a large-scale oil painting, and he painted standing up; the canvas rose even taller than he was. He was dressed in a loose, lead-gray hoodie with sleeves rolled up to his elbows, paired with matching gray…
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      IRHT CH2

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      by DewdropTL — The lot selection process was public. Gleam Auction House would invite famous masters and experts from various fields to participate in the lot voting for every season, ensuring the high quality of auction items in this phase. Furthermore, in an era where anything could be used as a promotional gimmick, some felt that simply being chosen as an auction lot by Gleam was an affirmation in itself—regardless of the final transaction price—acting as a golden stamp on one's portfolio. After Lin Congzhi…
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      IRHT CH3

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      by DewdropTL — Bang. Lin Congzhi sat back down in the car. The person closing the door for him was Xiao Jingwen. Just a minute ago, Zhang Miao had been fiddling with her phone in the driver's seat, planning to find a repair shop to fix it tomorrow morning. The next minute, she watched with wide eyes as Xiao Jingwen walked her boss side-by-side to her car, after which Xiao Jingwen gentlemanly pulled open the car door for him. He even bent down to politely remind her, "Drive safely," to which she could only nod…
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