Cosma Empire

The curator of the Dryle Museum of Art, called Dryle, a guy with a clear Ogdinian arrogance, even if he has some artistic flair, can’t hide the contempt in his eyes when he looks at towards Durin. It was like a gentleman standing in a noble hall wearing leather boots, looking down at the bare feet and mud, and the country boy walking pa ta pa ta left his footprints on the white floor.

Dryle is a very “art” person. He wears a neutral neutral shiny suit. The white collar is outlined by a silver thread. It should be sterling silver, at least under the light. The shiny color is not a low-grade material. He wears a pair of white crocodile leather shoes, which is not the same as other people. People prefer to wear leather boots more than leather shoes, because in this society where road traffic still has great problems, leather shoes are too easy for dirt to enter the upper. Inside, or contaminated with socks.

His hair is very shiny, just like the hair of Wood’s guy, but his hair doesn’t look very stiff, but it’s soft. The seven-pointed hair has a curl in the opposite direction to the right, and the other three points are backward. The white-skinned face actually painted some light makeup. If it wasn’t for the suffix on the business card, Durin had eight eight-nine would treat him as a masculine woman.

He took the business card from Durin and took a look. The business cards of artists like him who are rich in “artistic atmosphere” often have some artistic features. For example, the name on his business card is handwritten, and Durin is still looking for someone to recognize that the lines of flying dragons and dancing phoenixes are actually letters. He then put his business card in his pocket, one hand across the chest, the other with his hand on his arm, and a thin white smoke between his fingers.

“You and Kevin, the bad guy are friends? Then you must not be a good person.”, Dryle’s voice is also very motherish, this time it is unobtrusive in the eyes with a trace of disgust, just like in front of him is not A human being, but a pile of garbage. The “friendship” between him and Kevin is not harmonious. In fact, someone once entrusted Kevin to sue the Dryle Museum of Art. In that incident, Dryle met Kevin and spent a thousand under Kevin’s persuasion. The block was private.

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It is said that the guy who sued him is a male master of a middle-class family. The family has a certain financial ability and hopes that his child can be influenced by art. So he sends the child to Dryle for training. Dryle sometimes teaches some children. We have something about art. I don’t know if the child is very special, or for other reasons. In short, Dryle married the child and was known by the child family.

In the end, he had to take out a thousand pieces in private to understand the matter. Once the case was exposed, he might be expelled from Tenel by angry parents.

Durin shrugged, not very concerned about Dryle’s ridiculous language, “He is Demon Ghost, we are all friends of Demon Ghost!”, he means if Kevin is really a bad guy, according to his ideas, all People who are friends with Kevin are not good people, and he is certainly not a good person.

Dryle smirked and twisted his head to the side, spit a smog and slanted Durin. “My time is limited, explain your intentions!”

At this time, Durin discovered that Dryle had even applied nail polish, purple nail polish, and he seemed to like this color very much. Staggering this attention, Durin whispered: “I think we should go to your office and I will give you a satisfactory price.”

At this time, Dryle’s eyes were a little brighter. He hesitated nodded. Obviously, money can touch him more than what he doesn’t like.

The two entered the office of Dryle in tandem, very simple, and indeed very artistic. Unlike the sofas of the big men’s leather, the sofas here are clothed, and the cloth sofas are just beginning to be popular in Star Empire. Many big people think that this stuff is used by the poor, so it is not completely popular. . If the trend of this thing lacks the recognition of the mainstream of the society, it is not a trend, but a non-mainstream.

The furnishings in the room are very artistic, and the strange furniture seems to cost a lot of money. This non-standard furniture can only be made by hand and is expensive.

Dryle Shiran went to his rotating round chair, the chair that looked like the eggshell was smashed into a window, and the whole person got stuck. He tilted his legs, sucked the last cigarette, and threw the cigarette into the trash can of a child with his mouth open and his mouth open.

“What do you want from me, what are you going to pay?”

Very straightforward, Durin was very satisfied. He went to the table and sat on the chair carved out of the twisted wooden roots. He extended three fingers. “Help me get up to Vivian as soon as possible. I will give you three thousand pieces of compensation.”

Three thousand pieces, not a small number, even though the Dryle Museum of Art is the only art gallery in Tenel City, where the ladies gather and consume, each month’s income is three or five hundred, sometimes less. Three thousand pieces are enough for his half-year income. He is very excited, but he refused very decisively.

“Sorry, I can’t help you, you can leave.” When I reluctantly say this, Dryle felt that his heart was bleeding. That is three thousand, God is on, enough for him to squander for a long time. Watching the money disappear into his own world, his heartache is almost impossible to breathe.

Durin licked his mouth, “Five thousand!”

Dryle took a sip of cold and closed his eyes. The slightly trembling eyelashes were enough to illustrate his fierce struggle at the moment, but he quickly refused the deal again.

It’s not that he doesn’t like money, he doesn’t want to get money, but Durin’s trading goal is too tricky. That is the wife of the mayor, Ms. Vivian has a certain amount of energy throughout the Cannes Circle of Women. She is not only the honorary president of the Cannes Province Women’s Security Association, but also the daughter of the former governor. Without knowing the purpose of Durin, he did not dare to extend his hand.

In case something went wrong, it wasn’t until Tener City couldn’t accommodate it. It was the whole Cannes, and even the entire South did not have his foothold!

It’s not worth it to ruin the foundation of your business for a really small amount of money!

Durin sighed, “Unfortunately, we haven’t been able to reach a consensus.” He said that he stood up and crossed the table in Dryle’s eyes. Dryle, sitting behind the table, was faintly aware of what was wrong, when he just wanted to say something, The words in the scorpion suddenly got stuck there, and they couldn’t spit out at all.