Chapter 7: So your grandson, do you know your grandson?

Chapter 7 is such a pit, your grandson, do you know your grandson?
When Mingzong Yuanyi heard that she first saw that the painting was a fake, she could not help but look at the girl who dragged her suitcase.
"The little girl is a good eye. Although this one is a fake, but Linyi has seven or eight points, I have not seen the original, I am afraid I can't identify it."
Gu Weiwei smiled softly. "It happened."
Just happened, she also saw the original.
"If you are ya, you are too big to do things. How can such a big thing go wrong? If it is not a slight time to find that the painting is fake, it will be found in the hands of the Wilson couple tomorrow. It is a fake. You want to lose the Fu Group. people?"
"I... I didn't think that the people who match the line have always promised to be authentic..."
Meng Ruya blames herself and explains it arbitrarily.
Fu Hanyu glanced at the assistant Xu Qian. "Contact a lawyer, find the matchmaker and the auction house to recover the loss. You should not fake your work."
This is to say to Xu Qian, but also to Meng Ruya.
"Yes, boss, I will go right away." Xu Qian nodded.
The original auction of this painting should be done by him personally. Meng Ruya took the initiative to find him and said she would do it.
He was busy at the time, thinking that she had a good relationship with Fu, and she was studying art. It was no problem for her to go.
If this is not the case of admiration, it is found that the painting is fake. After it is sent out tomorrow, the consequences are really unimaginable.
"Brother, let me go with Ruya, Xu Qian is not going to host the afternoon meeting." Fu Shiqin volunteered.
It has now been identified that the painting is a fake. According to the previous bet, he would not be able to admire his father.
So, let's go ahead now.
Meng Ruya glanced at Gu Weiwei, who was standing on the side, to rectify her and let her get out of Tianshui Villa.
As a result, she was not unlucky, but she licked her own feet.
Fu Hanzhen gave Ming Zongyuan a cup of tea. "Elderly, it is urgent. We need a pair of Pulian's paintings. I don't know... Can you cut love?"
The Wilsons are the fans of Pryan's paintings, but now they may not be able to buy the original of Puli.
Mr. Ming has a lot of collections in his hand. As long as he is willing to give up one, it is enough for them to respond.
"Do not cut or cut, these are my baby's heart, you will not sell much money."
When Ming Zongyuan listened to his idea of ​​playing his own collection, he would leave if he didn't drink tea.
Fu Hankun knew that he could not persuade Ming Zongyuan to give up, so he did not ask more.
"Xu Qian, send the old man."
After sending away Ming Zongyuan, Fu Hanyu looked at Gu Weiwei and looked at it more.
"You are not wrong in painting, but it does not mean you can stay here."
"I know, I will roll right away and I will never appear in front of you again."
Gu Weiwei nodded and promised.
Fu Hanyu looked at the time and said goodbye to Mrs. Fu, and rushed to the company to go to work.
Gu Weiwei, with the help of Mrs. Fu, went to the Jinxiu Apartment near Muwei School.
"This is always empty. You are staying here for the time being. Recently, the chill is on the air and don't bother him any more."
"Good." Gu Weiwei promised.
Not only now, but she will not bother him again.
"Although this time you have been a little excited, but ... done beautifully." Mrs. Fu said, before leaving, she did not forget to give her a full of encouragement.
Gu Weiwei’s mouth is pumping,
...

Do you work beautifully?
She said that she had forcibly slept in the cold, and did her work beautifully?
You are so pit your grandson, do you know your grandson?
(End of this chapter)