Chapter 299 Create a Super Value Consumption

No one knew what was going on in Shi Lei's mind at the moment, when Bai Lao opened his mouth, Shi Lei had just stopped thinking.

"Bai Lao, this painting is made by me, but the paper and ink used are all provided by Bai Lao. Strictly speaking, this painting does not completely belong to me at present. Therefore, I would like to ask Bai Lao to calculate the price of the paper and ink spent today. How about I buy it?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was stunned, and this group of people were well-informed, but people like Shi Lei, they really had never heard of it.

This is too clear, right? Still have to confirm the ownership of this painting 100%?

Bai Lao was slightly embarrassed, he didn't know how to answer Shi Lei, but Wei Xingyue stomped his foot and said, "Shi Lei, are you sick? A piece of paper, a little ink, would Bai Lao care?"

Shi Lei waved his hand seriously, and said: "It's not about whether you don't care about it or not. Intellectual property rights should be divided as clearly as possible. Mr. Bai asked me to cut it off, but this painting doesn't completely belong to me now. How can I cut it off?" ?”

Wei Xingyue stared, and whispered: "Cut off your head, why are you planning to sell it to Mr. Bai?"

Feeling deeply disappointed, Mr. Bai had no choice but to sigh: "It's okay, what my friend said is also true. Intellectual property rights are the most precious wealth of human beings. It's a good thing to divide them clearly. A piece of rice paper here costs about 50 yuan. Yu, the colored inks used are all high quality. My friend is really caring, so let me give you a hundred yuan."

Between the words, it's hard to tell whether Bai Lao is unhappy, but most people think that Shi Lei must have offended Bai Lao, how can such a person come to ask you for a painting with such a high status, you Still haggling with others here, trying to thoroughly confirm that this painting belongs to you. Could it be that you really plan to sell this painting to Bai Lao?

Wei Xingyue was also at a loss, so she could only stand on the sidelines, thinking, Shi Lei, Shi Lei, I will just quietly watch you die.

But Shi Lei was very happy, he was afraid that Bai Lao would not quote, as long as he gave a price, it would be easy.

He happily took out his wallet, took out a red soft sister coin, and solemnly handed it to Bai Lao.

Chen Yanu also frowned, thinking that Shi Lei was too ignorant of current affairs, and she didn't think he was so greedy for money before.

However, she still took Shi Lei's hundred yuan for Bai Lao, her gaze was slightly cold.

Shi Lei snapped his fingers, seemingly turning a deaf ear to everyone's whispers, and said loudly: "I bought the paper and ink, and this painting can finally be completely mine. Just now Bai Lao asked me if I could give up my love, it's not completely mine. Of course it’s not easy to cut love, now it’s fine.”

Everyone rolled their eyes again and again, thinking, Nima, are you really going to negotiate the price?

Wei Xingyue couldn't wait to kick Shi Lei into Baishui Lake.

Old Bai said indifferently: "Little friend, tell me a price. The old man really likes your painting very much." His voice was a little cold.

Shi Lei was stunned for a moment, and said: "Ask the price? Why do you want to talk about the price? Since Bai Lao likes this painting, I can give it to Bai Lao."

Hello! What's wrong with you? After tossing for a long time, you actually want to give it to Bai Lao. Since they are all to be given away, why do you have to buy the paper and ink and divide them so clearly?

Bai Lao was also very surprised, he didn't expect such a result, Shi Lei didn't intend to ask him for money.

Wei Xingyue couldn't help pushing Shi Lei, and said, "Are you sick? Is it fun to mess around? Do you think this is with your classmates? You can deliberately dig holes for fun."

Shi Lei scratched his head and said with a smile: "Perhaps you all think that this piece of paper and ink is nothing, but this is precisely a part of intellectual property rights. It's like writing a novel by one person, but using other people's ideas in it , Is this plagiarism or not? Or maybe a person wrote a cross talk, but this cross talk uses a lot of jokes on Weibo, should he pay for these jokes that don’t account for much? Even if the plagiarist does not intend to use the finished product for commercial purposes, for example, in a public service advertisement, isn’t this plagiarism? As I said just now, the clearer the division of intellectual property rights, the less afraid of clarity, even if I From the very beginning, I wanted to give this painting to Bai Lao.”

Everyone was stunned by Shi Lei's logic, but they understood it, and even felt that what he said was somewhat reasonable.

But they will never understand that the reason why Shi Lei spent so much time and effort is actually to show the black card, as long as the consumption is completed, this is a transaction that the black card must approve. It's a trivial matter that one hundred yuan can be spent from the quota, the main thing is to confirm the sales relationship, only in this way can Shi Lei get the reward of super value consumption.

Although Bai Lao is still somewhat puzzled by Shi Lei's logic, as long as he can get this painting, he is already satisfied.

"What little friend said makes sense. The clearer the intellectual property rights, the less afraid of being clear. This is what the old man is confused about. But, does little friend really want to give this painting to the old man?"

Shi Lei nodded, and said: "Since Mr. Bai likes this painting, and Mr. Bai wants to study the techniques of ancient painters, I have no reason not to give this painting to Mr. Bai. Such a painting can only be considered good if it falls into Mr. Bai's hands. They complement each other."

"Hehe, okay, okay, old man, I would like to thank you little friend." Old Bai was very satisfied, and the others couldn't describe it, but as long as old Bai was satisfied, they would naturally have nothing to say.

"I didn't expect that today's appreciation meeting would lead to such twists and turns. Both paintings are here. You may wish to compare and comment on each." Bai Lao was happy physically and mentally, and put the two portraits of Dingguang Tathagata on the long table Here, for everyone to appreciate and taste.

After another round of comments, the appreciation meeting came to an end.

As everyone bid farewell to Bai Lao, Bai Lao said to Shi Lei: "If you have nothing else to do, the old man will be the host tonight, how about we have a light meal together?"

That's what Shi Lei was waiting for, not that he wanted to get any benefits from Bai Lao, he even just needed Bai Lao to be grateful to him, the benefits he wanted would be given to him by the black card.

"Then I would be more respectful than obedient."

Naturally, Wei Xingyue also stayed, and after everyone had left, he followed Bailao and Chen Yanu to the terrace above the lake just now.

Someone had already prepared some refreshments, Bai Lao smiled and asked Shi Lei to sit down, and said: "Little friend, I really want to thank you today, otherwise the old man would still be complacent about this vassal work, even if he dies, he will never know the real truth." What does Dingguang Tathagata look like. There are so many talented people, and it is inconvenient for the old man to ask more questions, but my friend said that this Dingguang Tathagata statue was made by an old painter in the countryside, but I don’t know if the old painter has an ancient copy in his hand?"

Shi Lei shook his head, he had already thought about how to answer this, even if Bai Lao didn't ask, Wei Xingyue would not let him go.

"The old painter is actually mainly engaged in purple sand carving. My mother's ancestral home is Yangxian, and I went back to her hometown with her several times when I was young. This painting was given to me by the old local painter. He said it was in his youth. I saw it at a warlord’s home and copied one at that time. I saw that the painting was beautiful in his home, so he copied one for me and asked me to take it home.”

Bai Lao nodded and said, "Is that old painter still alive?"

"I was only six or seven years old when I went to his house, and he was in his eighties at that time. I don't really know now, but thinking about it..."

Bai Lao let out a long sigh, shook his head and said, "It's a pity."

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