Xiao Beibi held the violet in his hand, and purple flowers were also reflected in his pupils, and the tilt angle of the flowers in his pupils corresponded to the flowers in his hands, which was simply amazing in terms of details.

Wu Qian never dared to think that a painting could achieve this level, if a modern camera could be more detailed than this painting, without missing any details, but this is an oil painting created more than 500 years ago, and the camera will never be able to show the form of the little north nose so full and agile.

This is not a "pose", but a "capture", the painter uses the human camera to depict this moment in his mind, and then uses a long period of time to draw the painting little by little, in the process to remember the details in the picture countless times, it is simply too difficult.

If Wu Qian can also look at the "Mona Lisa's Smile" carefully like looking at this painting, he will be surprised to find that there are many similarities between the two, of course, he does not understand the painting skills, but the two paintings have the same sense of mystery, and also bury a lot of secrets in the details.

Wu Qian and his party were busy until more than two o'clock in the morning.

When he walked out of the castle, Wu Qian wrapped the two paintings together with a piece of cloth and took them to the helicopter together.

This scene was unexpectedly discovered by the stalkers, this is a terrible situation, even if it is early in the morning, but the stalkers do not dare to delay the slightest, and quickly call their boss.

These people had the intention to follow, but Wu Qian was walking by helicopter, and they had no way to keep up.

"Did you really find it?" Orawang Berlusconi lay on the bed and said in a daze, "Okay, I have something to do tomorrow......

Clark Virgio sat up suddenly, the expression on his face was rich, he went to check Wu Qian's location in London before, but he didn't find anything, because the hotel was booked in the name of Tian Yewang, after all, Tian Yewang is the head of the car variety show team, and everything is in his hands.

"This kid...... Where the hell do you live, I really want to rush over and see!" Clark Virgio would have thought that Wu Qian lived next door to him......

Rapo Elkann hadn't slept yet, God knows what he had been busy with Chloe in the bedroom, but he was still in good spirits anyway, and he was sitting in his study with a wine bottle on his desk, half of the dark brown liquid left, and a cigar in his hand.

"My good friend of the Celestial Empire, you are really excellent! I love you...... I hope you don't forget to inform me tomorrow......" With that, Rapo Elkan drank the brown liquid that was already small in his glass.

Wu Qian and his entourage returned to the hotel, after a period of precipitation, his mood gradually returned to calm, and now his ability to bear it is getting better and better, after all, he is a person with tens of billions of pounds in his pocket, and his heart, vision and city government will also grow slowly.

Back in the royal loft suite, the four bodyguards closed the windows and curtains, they were much more nervous than Wu Qianke, and in the bottom of their hearts, several people had already regarded "Babies and Violetets" as a Da Vinci production.

"BOSS, one bright and one dark, "Little Eros Cupid", I will take a photo and ask someone, and you can put away the other one, don't expose it. Cooks confessed.

Wu Qian usually left some trivial affairs to Rosalind to handle, but when there were more important things, Cooks had the most ideas. Wu Qian nodded, let Cooks take the picture, and then he took the two paintings back to the bedroom.

There was no word for the night, the four bodyguards were very dutiful, and no one dared to leave the royal loft suite at this time, taking turns to rest, and Cooks also inquired about some news about "Little Eros Cupid".

At half past seven in the morning the next day, when the morning light was falling, Wu Qian's mobile phone at the head of the bed vibrate, but he didn't know that he was still asleep, after all, he didn't fall asleep until 2 o'clock in the morning.

It wasn't until 9 o'clock that Wu Qian woke up from his sleep.

"Hey...... A few guys are really anxious. Wu Qian took the mobile phone and looked at it, there were more than ten missed calls, and there were also a few message messages, all of which were sent by the descendants of the three major Italian families.

Don't worry, although Rapo Elkann and Clark Virgio also slept late, they have developed the habit of waking up early for many years, after all, there are many official duties, and their status is not yet enough to enjoy.

In the eyes of the world, people often think that one of the people in charge of the big family will live an extremely chic life, but in fact, everyone only sees their chic, but they don't know that for the sake of their careers, they also need to work hard, and even work hard several times harder than ordinary people.

Only when they become the top core of the family, or even the only one, can they really survive to the top, but unfortunately some heirs can't reach such a high level in their lives, such as Olawang Berlusconi, who only got up when he was about the same as Wu Qian.

Wu Qian did what he said, since he promised to invite everyone to come and enjoy the oil painting, then he must do it, if he says it, how can he break his word, as for which painting, it is naturally "Cupid, the Little God of Love"!

At noon, nearly 20 people gathered in the Royal Loft Suite at the Corinthia Hotel.

Rapo Elkan and Olawang Berlusconi looked at Clark Virgio with a look of displeasure on their faces, and an hour earlier, they had received an invitation from Wu Qian to come and sit down.

When Clark Virgio saw the address, he laughed out loud, it turned out that Wu Qian had been living next door to him, and he really scolded the next door!

After getting up, Wu Qian had already learned the basic information about the Cupid portrait from Kukes.

Kuks contacted an old acquaintance overnight to help him look at the painting, in fact, anyone with a little knowledge of Renaissance painting can tell which master painted it from the style of the painting, of course, provided that the painting is indeed the work of a master with a unique style.

The appraiser could see at a glance that the picture that Kuks had sent him was a painting by Sandro Botticelli, and that it was impossible to tell whether it was true or not, but it was enough to know the basic information.

Born in 1446 and died in 1510, Sandro Botticelli was a famous painter in Florence, Italy, and the last painter of the Florentine school of the early Renaissance in Europe.

Although Sandro Botticelli and Leonardo da Vinci are both Renaissance painting masters, there is also a difference between the masters and the masters, and the auction price of Sandro Botticelli's oil paintings is much lower than that of Leonardo da Vinci.