Chapter 990 Lowest on the Totem Pole

• Fanzhang accepted the card, but after one glance he handed it to Zachary Manson. He smiled lightly. “I appreciate the thought. I may not be as loaded as you, but I’m at least a somewhat well-known painter. I can afford a hotel.”
• He didn’t quite fit in with the art crowd, but he was doing fine financially.
• People appreciate art differently. Plenty of folks liked his work, and his pieces sold for high prices. He didn’t spend much otherwise, so over the years he’d built up a decent nest egg.