Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 1046

However, as expected, when we arrived at the formal gallery, it was already full of people, and we, with our families in tow, looked extraordinarily abrupt.

Once inside, Benjamin was pestered by other guests, so we just looked around.

The gallery adopts the European architectural style of the last century, with a hollow and roofed lobby, which adds a lot of historical flavor to the entire interior of the room through the old-fashioned technique. The many oil paintings hanging on the wall have a sense of unreachable mystery under such an atmosphere.

Passing right in the center, Leo stared at the smile of the Mona Lisa on the wall, stopped in his tracks, narrowed his eyes slightly and speculated, "Guess if this is a real one or a fake?"

"A real one." I didn't even think about it and blurted out, "Those who can come here are rich, and Benjamin's family is well-off, so he wouldn't want to make a fake one out for appearances."

"What do you think?" Leo asked Dennis again.

"It's real, and it can be fake." Dennis said indifferently, "The oil painting itself has no value, but people's pursuit has created the present-day fervor. To some extent, attaching the author's life experience and feelings to the work is a very excellent marketing tool."

"I don't need you to talk to me about business, I'm talking to you about how much of this painting is real or not." Leo copied his hands into his pockets and lifted his suit jacket back, suddenly starting to get more serious.

Dennis hooked up the corners of his mouth and sneered, bending over to pick Snowy up while saying carelessly, "There are as many people who believe that as there are points of truth."

After saying that, he took the child to look at other paintings.

Leo and I were left, after exchanging glances with each other, shaking our shoulders to express our helplessness.

Words are not bad, the water in this line of art is indeed too deep, and gambling stones, like speculation in stocks, are high-risk investment, losing money is also a common thing.

But look at Benjamin such a high-profile way of doing things, obviously also in this line of work, that is, one of the few people who decide the rules of the game, naturally, is absolutely a million dollars.

The Great Exhibition of Masterpieces was not attractive to us, and after a few minutes, we had lost the excitement of having just stepped into this hall.

Snowy is so active that Dennis simply took her outside to the lodge to see the flowers, birds and trees.

Leo was originally accompanying me all the time, but in the middle, Country M came to call, and he couldn't disturb the atmosphere of the main hall, so he took his cell phone and went outside to the corridor.

After standing for a while some tired, I was about to find a place to rest, Benjamin's voice but coincidentally came from the side.

"Does the sister-in-law think that the painting depicts a high tide, or an ebb tide?"

I froze and stood up straight before I realized he was talking about a painting hanging on the wall in front of me.

The mood of the oil painting is very beautiful, the seaside, the sun, the waves stacked high, the person who made the painting is from a distant perspective, so at first glance, it looks like both high and low tide.

After a while of careful speculation, I gave the answer, "High tide, the painting describes the apparently sunset, the rising sea, look at the sun, although red-hot, is about to be annihilated with the sea horizon."

Benjamin mouth hung a faint smile, slightly lowered eyelids, "I think it is the ebb tide, sunrise, seagulls flying, the tide falls back to the source, you can imagine the magnificent after, as life, a step back, the sea is wide open."

In the end, the character who has been dormant for so many years behind the scenes, such a simple painting, can also be a double entendre.

According to this statement, Benjamin is trying to put things to rest?