Chapter 584: Genius
Qin Guan's ambition was evident in his sparkling eyes .
"Wei?"
"Yes?"
"Shall we buy a small house? Not as an investment . I want us to spend the holidays there . This way, I will have a house everywhere and I won't need to stay at boring hotels . That would be fun . Having a house everywhere would be wonderful! What do you think?"
Cong Nianwei closed her eyes and rubbed her head against Qin Guan's shoulder . "That's not a good idea . What kind of house do you want to buy? A tree house would only cost a little, but do you know the average price of a house in Los Angeles?"
"You'd have to maintain it when you are not staying there, and the property tax would cost you a lot . Are you a billionaire or something?"
"You know that the profits of my firm are rising . My value as a model is almost equal to an international top model now . Plus, I have property in China . Considering all my intangible and fixed assets, I'm already a multimillionaire . What do you think of your amazing boyfriend?"
Cong Nianwei was confused . "What else do you own back at home besides your apartment and the Cherokee?"
"I forgot to tell you that I bought eight lots near the East Second Ring . They are about 500 square meters," Qin Guan murmured proudly . "This year, the government assigned an important task to me . I'll return to China to check the market information . "
"What important task? You only care about money . . . "
"Thank you for reminding me . . . "
When one was away from the bustling city, they were inclined to return to the origins of nature . They usually adjusted to the inconvenience of not using high-tech products .
Dew was slowly running down along the leaves as caterpillars struggled in their cocoons .
Qin Guan got up early in the morning, put on a black top and shorts and went out to the yard .
He started cutting firewood, scattering branches around him . That was all he could do for the respectful old woman before they left the lovely farm .
Her mate and offspring had left her to her isolated life, but she had stuck to her original idea . In the winter, the old woman didn't need to deal with the firewood by herself .
Lin, who was watching Qin Guan work, took the pipe out of his mouth and patted Qin Guan on the shoulder .
"I'll call your agent when I return to New York . I want you on the cover of Time Magazine . "
Qin Guan was shocked . "Are you their photography director? Does this mean that you are the boss?"
Lin kept smoking . "You have no idea who I am, but Qu is always telling me about you . "
He knocked his pipe against the fence . "I haven't taken pictures for many years . My first job was the cover of the first issue of VOGUE . I had always dreamed of becoming an artist . As you know though, back in the 1940s, photography was not a good job . "
"Now I'm old and I had to stop working, but if I want to, my work could be featured in the most influential magazines in America . I'm still Irving Penn Lin after all . "
Qin Guan watched the old man fill his pipe with tobacco again . He still felt uncertain . "But why do you want to help me?"
Smoke rose between them, forming a blurry wall .
"Because you are the dream of all image photographers . Not figure photographers though . Figure photography relies on the market demand . I do not need that anymore . "
"Considering my fame and success, I don't need to meet the market demands or flatter the audience . I engage in image photography because it helps me observe real human emotions . "
"Time Magazine just featured a large image on its cover . . . "
He smiled again and pointed to the pile of firewood next to Qin Guan's feet . "You are a good boy . I'll be glad to see your face on the cover of Time . "
Qin Guan scratched his head speechlessly . Our ancestors were right . If you are kind to others, you'll be rewarded .
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