I open a bookstore in the human world

"Thank you Mr. Sun for your kindness, but there is no need." Song Lan suddenly appeared and interrupted their conversation.

"Ms. Song, what does this mean?" Sun Dingyi often comes to the Shadow Bookstore to find Zuiyue recently, firstly to watch her write and discuss calligraphy issues with her, and secondly to taste the tea in the store—to be honest The scented tea in this bookstore tastes really good, he is addicted to it.Because of the frequent visits, he naturally also got to know Song Lan, knowing that he is the "Brother Song" in Zuiyue's mouth, and one of the owners of this bookstore.I don't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that Zuiyue seemed to listen to Song Lan very much, which made Sun Dingyi feel a little uncomfortable——

In his opinion, it is the owner's honor that Zuiyue, a calligraphy genius, can work in this small bookstore. It's good that this Song is not only ignorant of how to cherish, but also often calls Zuiyue unceremoniously, asking her to do various things. Chores, and Zuiyue is really obedient, she can do whatever she is asked to do, and she doesn't know how to refuse at all.

So in Sun Ding's eyes, Song Lan is the kind of vicious boss who exploits his employees. If it wasn't for Zuiyue's face, he wouldn't want to make false claims with a businessman like him who smells like copper.

With Song Lan's cleverness, he certainly knew that Sun Dingyi didn't like him, but he didn't care. He smiled and said, "Because Zuiyue has signed a contract with Shadow Bookstore, and all her calligraphy works will be sold through our bookstore in the future." Sale."

Sun Ding twitched his eyes, frowned and asked, "What?!"

Song Lan explained with a smile: "That is to say, if you want to buy Zuiyue's calligraphy works in the future, you must go through our bookstore."

Sun Dingyi was stunned, and turned to Zuiyue with wide eyes: "What he said is true?!"

Zuiyue nodded.

"You, you, you are so stupid!" Sun Dingyi stamped his wrists and sighed.

—— Zuiyue may not be very clear about the doorway when he is young, but he is very clear!Generally speaking, painters and calligraphers want to sell their works through book galleries, and there are three kinds of relationships between book galleries and artists: consignment, agency or contract.

Consignment sale means that the artist sends his works to the book gallery for sale, and the income is divided according to the pre-agreed ratio.

The agency means that the artist will hand over his agency right to Shugallery, and Shugallery will be responsible for the promotion and sales of the work. During the agency period, the artist can hand over the agency rights of his other works of art to other Shugallery.

Signing the contract means that the artist can only sign a contract with the book gallery. During the contract period, he must not only hand over a certain amount of art works to the book gallery, but also cannot bypass the book gallery to buy and sell his own works privately.

Generally speaking, the stronger the strength of the book gallery, the better the prices for the works of the artists.In Sun Dingyi's view, with Zuiyue's level, it would be fine if he could sign a contract with a first-class domestic book gallery, but a contract with a shadow bookstore?Just figured it out, this is just a small bookstore and not some well-known book gallery!Selling such a good calligraphy work in a bookstore even devalues ​​the value of the work itself.

Besides, it’s fine if this bookstore really sells Zuiyue’s calligraphy works. I’m afraid that Song Lan will deliberately trick her into signing a contract to buy her works, and then resell them to other book galleries at a high price in order to make huge profits from it—you must know that there are Many unscrupulous second-hand dealers make their fortunes by relying on this.

Zuiyue didn't understand why Sun Dingyi suddenly became like this when he was fine, and asked, "Old Mr. Sun, what's wrong with you?"

Sun Dingyi gave the smiling Song Lan a hard look, then looked at Zuiyue, and asked, "How much did he pay for your work?" He was very worried that Zuiyue had been deceived by Song Lan.

"This..." Zuiyue vaguely understood what Sun Dingyi meant, and was a little hesitant, wondering if she should tell the truth.

——If Sun Dingyi knew that Song Lan didn't give any money, would Sun Dingyi be so angry that he would have a heart attack on the spot?

For the sake of the old man's health, Zuiyue decided not to tell him the truth, but said vaguely: "Well... Anyway, the price is not low."

Seeing that Zuiyue didn't want to say anything, Sun Dingyi had no choice but to sigh: "Forget it, fortunately, it's only three years, and it's okay to endure for three years." Generally speaking, artists and book galleries sign for three years. of approx.

Zuiyue looked at Sun Dingyi with a strange expression, and thought that it would be better not to tell him how long the contract she had signed.

While looking at the "poor" little Zuiyue who was "deceived by unscrupulous profiteers" with infinite love, Sun Dingyi turned to Song Lan viciously, and said in a rough voice: "Boss Song, as far as I know, you Bookstores didn’t seem to sell calligraphy works before, did they?”

Song Lan knew that he would be questioned by Sun Dingyi a long time ago, so he prepared his speech and said with a smile: "That was before, there is Zuiyue's work here, will it be sold soon?"

So the Shadow Bookstore really intends to sell Zuiyue's works in person instead of being a peddler?Hearing that, Sun Dingyi's face looked a little better.

"Then how high is Boss Song planning to set?" Sun Dingyi asked again.

Song Lan said a not low number.

Sun Ding nodded: This price is not low. With Zuiyue's current qualifications, even the Dashu Gallery would not dare to charge such a high price rashly. It seems that this Song Lan is not completely a profiteer.

Since the Shadow Bookstore is really going to sell Zuiyue's calligraphy works in the store, and has set such a high price, Sun Dingyi naturally has nothing to say. His only worry at the moment is whether someone will really pay a high price to buy it. ?You must know that people who really want to buy calligraphy works will definitely not buy them in a bookstore, and how many of those who come to the bookstore can see the true value of Zuiyue's works and even pay a large price for them?

While thinking about it, Sun Dingyi secretly made up his mind: If Zuiyue's work is not interested, he will quietly pay for it. What if the girl feels sad when she sees it and her self-confidence is hit?

Facts have proved that Sun Dingyi's worry is not unreasonable. When the shadow bookstore first put Zuiyue's works on sale, very few people noticed these words. ——After all, Zuiyue doesn't have any reputation at present, who would spend a lot of money to buy a painting with no real value?

Therefore, those works of hers hung in the store for more than half a month without selling a single one. She herself didn't seem to be in a hurry, but Sun Dingyi was in a hurry, and asked Yiyi, the waiter in the store, privately: "Who are those Words, has anyone asked the price?"

Yiyi made a helpless expression, and whispered: "I asked, but I thought it was too expensive."

Sun Dingyi sighed: "You have eyes but you don't know the pearl!"

Sun Ding went home in a huff, and as soon as he got home, he started rummaging through the boxes, saying he was looking for a passbook.

"Dad, why are you looking for a passbook?" Sun Changqing, Sun Dingyi's son, came to visit his parents with his wife and belt, and happened to see this scene.

Sun Ding said without raising his head, "Buy characters!"

"Buying calligraphy? But I haven't heard of any auctions recently." Although Sun Changqing is a man of engineering through and through, he is completely clueless in calligraphy and painting, but he also knows that his father likes to collect calligraphy and painting as a hobby, and the family has some spare money It's all about this.

Unexpectedly, when he heard the word "auction", Sun Dingyi's tone was a bit more gnashed: "It's not an auction, it's a bookstore!"

"Bookstore?" Sun Changqing was confused, "What do you mean?"

It was Sun Dingyi's wife who cleared up the doubt: "Didn't your dad always talk about the drunk moon? It seems that her writing was bought by a bookstore, but no one bought it. Your dad can't see it. Buy one yourself."

Sun Changqing is speechless: Feelings are not about buying some works of everyone, but just to encourage newcomers?

Sun Changqing felt that the money was spent unjustly.It's fine if you buy those well-recognized good characters, at least they have collection value, but this Zuiyue is unknown, and Dad spends money and energy to praise her like this, what is he trying to do?

Sun Changqing couldn't help persuading: "Dad, you are trying to help that Zuiyue join your association, and you are collecting money to buy her works. What if... what if Zuiyue is not as good as you said?" What to do?" Money is a trivial matter, but Sun Dingyi has spent so much time and energy, if Zuiyue is the type that mud can't support the wall, wouldn't his father be sad to death?

Sun Dingyi was furious when he heard the words, he blew his beard and stared: "Why, you brat don't believe your father's eyes?!"

"No, no, of course I didn't mean that," Sun Changqing wilted instantly, wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, and hurriedly explained, "Isn't that a hypothesis..."

"Impossible!" Sun Dingyi said categorically, "It's impossible for Zuiyue to remain anonymous all her life, just wait and see!"

Sun Dingyi was determined to spend money on Zuiyue's works after eating the weights, and even asked his son to run errands for him, lest Zuiyue find out that he was actually the first buyer.Sun Changqing had no choice but to agree, and did not ask for Sun Dingyi's passbook, but only said to use his own card.

Forget it, just think of it as spending money to make dad happy. It’s not easy for the old man to work hard for most of his life, so don’t disobey him.Thinking of this, Sun Changqing felt a lot better, thinking that he was practicing filial piety.

From a distance, Sun Changqing saw the signboard of Shadow Bookstore.

Oh, there are quite a few people.

Seeing that there seemed to be a lot of people in the bookstore, Sun Changqing had a doubt in his heart: Is the quality of the citizens of Bishan City already so high?Why do everyone like to run to the bookstore?

When Sun Changqing stepped into the store, his eyes lit up: he had never been in a bookstore since he went to work, and the books he wanted to buy were also purchased online. His impression of the bookstore was still the dull and boring layout of more than ten years ago. Unexpectedly, the decoration and layout of this bookstore was far beyond his expectations.

Sun Changqing was immediately attracted by the wall full of words in the bookstore, thinking that this was probably written by the drunk moon that his father said.Although he didn't know anything about calligraphy, he was also influenced by Sun Dingyi since he was a child, so he could tell the good from the bad.Seeing the writing on the wall, he began to understand why his father attached so much importance to that Zuiyue. The writing was indeed not bad.

But... Sun Changqing's eyes kept searching back and forth on the wall, as if looking for something.

"Hi, how can I help you?" A girl dressed as a clerk at the side saw his confused face and approached him and asked softly.

Sun Changqing frowned slightly: "I heard that your bookstore originally hung several calligraphy works for sale. Where are they? Why didn't I see them?"

"You said those works!" The clerk suddenly realized, and smiled apologetically, "Sorry, you came a step late, those works have already been bought."

"What?!" Sun Changqing raised his voice a few degrees, "Sold out?! No, didn't you say that those words have been hung for a long time and haven't been sold yet?"

"Uh..." Embarrassment flashed across the clerk's face, "You're right, but a few customers came an hour ago and bought all those works in one go."

"Bought them all?" Sun Changqing caught the key words, "A group of people bought them all?"

The clerk nodded, but she was also thinking in her heart, Sister Zuiyue's words are not cheap, those people want them all at once, and they don't even blink when they swipe the card, could it be that they met a rich man?

Sun Changqing was extremely stunned, and thought that this is another group of Tu (yuan) big (da) money (tou) who came from somewhere. Could it be that they came here to "help the poor" like his father?

However, even if it is "poverty alleviation", there is no need to buy all those works, right?How much will it cost... Sun Changqing quickly calculated in his heart, and couldn't help sighing.