Chapter 129: Ye Shao still has this habit?

At this time, Peng Lao seemed to have completely absorbed in that painting.
The expression on his face was sometimes surprised, sometimes demented, sometimes melancholic ... it was almost crazy.
Mo Mo's father, Mo Qing and Boss Zhuo were all aggressive.
"What kind of painting is this?"
Both boss Zhuo Zhuo and father Mo could not help but look up.
"It looks like Tang Yin is the drop? Impossible, isn't it?" Zhuo boss stunned, then questioned.
Boss Zhuo Zhuo is keen to collect ancient calligraphy and paintings. He knows very well that the authentic Tang Bohu circulated on the market is very, very rare, and it can be said to be rare.
"This! This painting is a great skill!" As a very famous painter in Yanshi, Father Mo had some artistic accomplishments in calligraphy and painting. At this moment, when he saw the painting, Father Mo was a bit surprised. The feeling of heaven and human is gradually subtle and subtle, and is attracted by the painting.
However, Mo's father was not sure whether the painting was real or fake.
The study is quiet.
After 20 minutes ...
"True! Tang Bohu's real story!" Finally, the old Peng looked up, excited like a child, with an expression full of expressions on his face, "Confirmation, this is the true story of Tang Bohu!"
"Old Peng ..." Boss Zhuo frowned. "This painting is really good, but ... would you consider it again? There are no stamps or collection stamps ... Peng Lao, I brought a portable microscope, can you look at it again?"
"No need to watch." Peng Lao waved. "This is the truth, I can take my head to guarantee!"
After a pause, Peng Lao laughed. "You don't understand the ancient calligraphy and painting industry."
"That is." Boss Zhuo nodded. "Old Peng, you have a high reputation in this field."
"Let me tell you this way. Where is the essence of the ancient calligraphy and painting? It is not eyesight, nor experience, and even less knowledge. It is-talent, feeling."
感觉 "Feel? This thing is a little bit empty." Boss Zhuo was confused.
Old Peng talked endlessly. "I debuted at the age of 18. I have spent most of my life in this industry and have never had an eye-opener. People in the industry say that I was born to eat this bowl of rice. Do you think, how much experience can I have when I debut? It's talent, it feels! "
"Actually, in fact, there is no need to identify it intentionally. Just standing in front of it can make me feel a tranquility, and only authenticity can make people addicted and unable to extricate themselves." Peng old shook his head. "This painting is the true story of Tang Bohu, the age of the paper, the painting skills, and the style of painting. I won't talk about it. I can appreciate this painting for three days and nights. Do you believe it?"
老 Peng Peng's words, Mo's father and boss Zhuo understand.
In short, ancient calligraphy and paintings can make people's hearts calm down, and the more they look, the more comfortable they are.
"Lao Mo, I didn't expect it, you still have such a good thing! National treasure!" Boss Zhuo has completely believed what Peng Lao said. After all, they are professionals, and Taishan Beidou in this industry.
During the conversation, Boss Zhuo's eyes flickered constantly, showing the sly expression of the businessman.
"Lao Mo, wait a minute, I discuss with Lao Peng." Boss Zhuo pulled Lao Peng aside and whispered.
"Xiao Qing, what's going on with this painting? Tang Bohu's true story! Priceless treasure!" Mo Father asked with a trembling voice. "Where did you get it?"
"Ye Chen gave it to me." Mo Qing was also shocked.
晚 Ye Chen very casually put this painting in an ordinary black plastic pocket last night and shoved it to her.
She didn't take it seriously.
Now it seems that this painting is really not simple!
"Dad, Ye Chen's meaning is to let you use this painting to make up for it, and to compensate that Zhang Daqian painting." Mo Qing told the truth.
这个 "This ... this ... this is too expensive!" Mo's father shuddered. "Xiao Qing, what is Xiao Chen's origin? This painting is not something ordinary people can have!"
"He, there are many things hidden." Mo Qing muttered. "I can't guess him."
At this time, Mr. Zhuo and Mr. Peng came over.
"Cough ..." Boss Zhuo coughed a few times. "Lao Mo, my painting of Zhang Daqian, since it is broken, I will not pursue it because of our many years of friendship. But ... this Tang Bohu's true story, you have to give it to me, you see Okay?"
Lao Peng's serious way. "Lao Mo, let me be a notary. You destroyed Boss Zhuo's painting, and this is to be compensated, so justified, just use this Tang Bohu's authenticity to compensate! However, it can't take your advantage, that Zhang Daqian's painting It can be worth at least 15 million when it goes to the market. The true value of your Tang Bohu is estimated to be between 30 and 30 million. But you do n’t have a seal or a collection seal for this painting, so you have a discount. Let ’s make a compromise. Boss Zhuo will supply you 8 million more, and the painting belongs to him. What do you think? "
"This ... I can't be the master ..." Mo's father looked at Mo Qing.
"Dad, you asked them to wait, I will call Ye Chen immediately." Mo Qing took out her cell phone, went out of the study, walked to the balcony, and dialed Ye Chen's mobile number.
"Sister, miss me?" Ye Chen answered the phone and said with a smile.
"Ye Chen, don't talk poorly." Mo Qing smiled. "Yes, I miss you a little bit. But calling you is serious. What happened to the painting you gave me yesterday?"
"Sister, didn't I say that, you asked your uncle to hand over the painting to that boss, and the right is to compensate him for Zhang Daqian's painting." Ye Chen said lightly.
可 "But ... your painting is the true story of Tang Bohu! Are you willing to give it to me?"
"What is unwilling to bear! My sister, I told you quietly, it was my own painting." Ye Chen half joked half seriously.
别 "Don't be kidding, do you think I'm a three-year-old girl, did you paint?" Mo Qingle was out.
"It's really my painting. If you like it, I'll draw some more for you next day. Don't talk about this stuff. I can even paint it for the Qingming Shanghe map. OK, my sister, I'll hang up Just give the painting to others. "
Mo Qing walked back to the study from the balcony and looked at Mo's father. "Let's go, Dad, give them the paintings, and let them be in a hurry."
Ten minutes later, Mo's father sent away Zhuo Bo and Lao Peng, who were delighted to receive the treasure, holding an 8 million cash check in his hand.
"It's not enough for Xiaochen to make a siege this time." Mo's father looked at Mo Qing and slumped. "That's why it's important to have a good son-in-law."
"Dad, how did you become so snobbish?" Mo Qing blushed, feeling very happy and belonging.
"Xiao Qing, give this money to Xiao Chen." Mo's father handed the check to Mo Qing, which made sense. "When Xiaochen University graduates, you quickly rip off your marriage certificate. I'm afraid you can't help it."
He froze for a moment, Mo's gritted his teeth. "Xiao Qing, in this world, good men don't worry about women. Don't blame Dad, I'll give you an idea. It won't work. The next time you and Xiao Chen run horses, don't take any security measures! You are pregnant He has to confess his seed! "
"Dad! I ignore you!" Mo Qing was ashamed and angry, and turned and ran away. "If you can't tie it, you can't tie it! I'm not rare--!"
I went back to my bedroom, closed the door, and Mo Qing looked at herself in the dresser mirror. "Ye Chen, I've decided that you in this life! I will surely tie you up!"
Uh ...
Qi Yechen walked on the street in a good mood.
He really feels like a rich man!
Two sets of villas near the lake, with a total house price of nearly 60 million yuan, and he didn't blink his eyes, and he was able to get the full price!
"The feeling of spending money, the feeling of spending a lot of money, too comfortable ..." Ye Chen had a lot of aftertastes.
At this time, the ringtone of the mobile phone calls.
At first glance, Kuang Tianxiong called.
answer the phone.
"Ye Shao, I'll handle it for you." On the phone, Kuang Tianxiong said respectfully. "The car has already given you a license plate, or else, I'll drive you over now?"
行 "Okay, it's really inconvenient to not have a car, please drive it over." Ye Chen laughed. "I'm waiting for you at Starbucks on the ground floor of Parkson."
"Oh!-Ye Shao, wait a minute, you will be here in 10 minutes!"
Ye Yechen got into Starbucks, bought a cup of coffee, and found a seat by the window.
After a short while, Kuang Tianxiong rushed in.
"Ye Shao!"
"Give me the car keys." Ye Chen smiled.
Tian Kuangtian Xiong handed Ye Chen the key of the Mercedes-Benz Big G with both hands, sitting opposite Ye Chen with one hip. "Ye Shao ..."
在 At this moment, Ye Chen suddenly found out that Kuang Tianxiong's complexion was not quite right.
Open the yin and yang eyes and scan ...
I saw Kuangtian Xiongming Palace tangled with a few black lines, and its heart was stern with evil spirits.
"Huh?" Ye Chen's face changed slightly. "This ... is it ..."
‘Kuang Tianxiong has an accident ... I ’ve only seen his face the day before yesterday.
Ye Yechen groaned and asked. "Where did you go yesterday?"
"Yesterday?" Kuang Tianxiong said slightly, then said. "Ye Shao, I went to the car management office to give you a license plate during the day ~ EbookFREE.me ~ attended a reception in the evening."
"What cocktail party?"
"Oh, ordinary cocktail party, Bai Xiaoran of Bai's Group." Kuang Tianxiong laughed. "Ye Shao, what's wrong?"
"Bai's group?" Ye Chen's pupils contracted slightly. "It seems that the demolition over Guangda Avenue is also being carried out by this Bai's group."
"Yes, Ye Shao, the demolition of Guangda Street is a piece of fat." Kuang Tianxiong looked envious. "Bai's development has been very rapid in recent years, and he got the approval for the entire Guangda Old City reconstruction project. It will take a few years to rise up and go hand in hand with giants like Xia and Zhou."
‘You admire a fart! Now you ’re dead and you met me ... ’
Ye Yechen stood up directly. "No more nonsense, find a quiet place, hurry up! Hmm ... there is a hotel near Parkson, you go and open a room right away."
"Open a room?" Kuang Tianxiong was surprised. "Ye Shao, why ... what ... mean?"
"Open a room, I'll make trouble for you." Ye Chen said.
"This ... this ... Ye Shao, you ... you ..." After hearing the words, Kuang Tianxiong was astonished.
Hold the grass! !! !! !!
Shao Yeye still has this habit?
But, my Kuang Tianxiong is a straight steel man!
Auntie eggs, did I have to fight wild geese for a lifetime, but in the end I will be blinded by geese.
At this moment, Kuang Tianxiong's chrysanthemum was chilling, terrified and trembling.
"I said what are you still doing? Do you want to die or live?" Ye Chen was impatient.
"Okay! Ye Shao, I ... I'm going to open the house right away!" Kuang Tianxiong gritted his teeth, stood up, and looked as if he was dead.
Hey, life is more important than that ...
Uh ...