Forcing Me to Be a Godly Tycoon, Right?-Chapter 888 - 364: Make Her Willingly Accept Punishment!

Chapter 888: Chapter 364: Make Her Willingly Accept Punishment!

Zhang Jingdong casually said, "Of course, no problem. Today, I’ll show you what a truly talented and handsome man looks like."

Ye Jinyan, seeing that Zhang Jingdong was still all talk, immediately told Lin Qiuyue, "Qiuyue, go fetch the Four Treasures of the Study."

Not long after, Lin Qiuyue brought the Four Treasures of the Study and placed them on the desk.

Ye Jinyan then looked at Zhang Jingdong: "Boss Zhang, go ahead."

Zhang Jingdong immediately stood up, "Alright."

Then, a thought struck him, "I want to draw the lottery!"

"Host has accumulated 150 points of goodwill from the target character, meeting the lottery conditions; you can draw now!"

"Would the host like to start the lottery?"

"Yes."

"Lottery starting..."

"Prize one: Huang Bin Hong’s painting ability."

"Prize two: Zhang Daqian’s painting ability."

"Prize three: Qi Baishi’s painting ability."

Although Zhang Daqian and Qi Baishi are more famous, Zhang Jingdong had seen Huang Bin Hong’s painting collection in his previous life, and he knew Huang Bin Hong was from Zhejiang Province, surely more adept at painting West Lake.

So he directly said, "I choose prize one!"

"Prize redeemed, the host has four more lottery chances; would you like to continue?"

"No."

Zhang Jingdong walked over to the desk.

Ye Jinyan and her two friends also stood up and gathered around.

Ye Jinyan glanced out the window, jokingly said, "Want me to move the desk so it’s right in front of the window? Don’t blame your poor performance on that later."

Zhang Jingdong waved his hand, "You don’t understand us landscape painters’ way of creation. Back in the day, Liu Haishu climbed Huang Mountain nine times and finally forgot Huang Mountain completely before he painted the Huang Mountain in his heart."

"Similarly, I’ve just admired the beautiful scenery of West Lake for quite a while, and only by not looking at it now can I paint the West Lake in my heart."

Ye Jinyan retorted, "You haven’t even started painting yet, and you’re already calling yourself an artist. Alright, but let me warn you, I’m not good at painting, but I do have some standards in art appreciation. If your painting turns out bad, I won’t hold back!"

Zhang Jingdong’s mouth curled into a sly grin, "In that case, why don’t we make a bet?"

Before, when Zhang Jingdong suggested a bet, Ye Jinyan didn’t agree. Now that he brought it up again, Ye Jinyan felt that if she didn’t respond this time, he’d think she was afraid of him. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

So she said, "How do you want to bet?"

Zhang Jingdong was surprised that Ye Jinyan was interested this time, and said, "If you think the painting I do in a bit is excellent, not just good, but excellent, then I win, and you’ll owe me a favor."

"And if you think my painting deserves at most 80 points, then you win, and I’ll owe you a favor. How about it?"

Ye Jinyan paused, then said, "Betting is fine, but we have to state upfront, you can’t make me your girlfriend."

Zhang Jingdong teased, "You’re already hedging your bets, huh? Seems like you think my odds of winning are pretty high?"

"Alright, I promise you, if I win, I won’t make that request, but when you score, you must be objective and fair, true to your heart, and if you lose, you must accept the result!"

Ye Jinyan saw how readily he agreed and said, "No problem, as long as you don’t make that request, I’m game for any bet."

"And I need to emphasize that you must also accept the result!"

Zhang Jingdong picked up the brush and said meaningfully, "Looks like you’ve already planned out my punishment!"

Ye Jinyan’s eyes glinted with mischief, "Are you afraid now, and not daring to bet?"

Zhang Jingdong shook his head with a smile, "I’m sorry, I’ve never been afraid in the casino since I was a kid, and I forgot to tell you earlier, I’ve never lost either!"

"Never losing doesn’t mean you’ll never lose," Ye Jinyan blinked her lively eyes, "Even the best people don’t win every time, so I’m very willing to be the one to end your winning streak."

Zhang Jingdong dipped his brush sufficiently in ink, "With my current skill level, unless I want to lose, I really can’t lose."

Ye Jinyan looked at the rice paper in front of Zhang Jingdong, "But my standards are really high, I will evaluate you by the standards of a professional artist."

Zhang Jingdong feigned timidity, "Mr. Ye, you’re playing dirty here. After all, I’m not a professional artist."

"Who told you to brag so much earlier! What, are you regretting it now?"

Zhang Jingdong hesitated for a moment, then said, "Forget it, as the saying goes, each painting pleases different eyes. Though I may not be a professional painter, maybe my style will just happen to suit your taste."

"Alright, I’m ready to start!"

As Zhang Jingdong said this, he carefully observed the size of the entire paper, conceived the layout in his mind, and then began to paint.

And the moment he started, Ye Jinyan’s heart skipped a beat.

As the saying goes, an expert’s first move reveals their skill. The difference between amateur and professional painters, and true masters, can often be seen from a simple first stroke and its position.

And Ye Jinyan, who loved ancient Huaxia landscape paintings since she was a child and came from a prestigious family, has seen many masterpieces and watched true masters paint live.

What shocked her at this moment was that Zhang Jingdong’s initial stroke showed the manner of a true master!