Cheng Yiping, Zhang Xiaona and Zhao Xiaohui originally took the high-speed rail, but now that they have reached a win-win situation with the art businessman Zhao Fei, they naturally do not take the high-speed rail but drive.

Grandma Zhang Huilan, her son Zhao Guo, daughter-in-law Wu Juan and grandson Zhao Gang drove a car on the highway.

I have to say that the development of science and technology, but it has made people's transportation quite convenient, and it used to be necessary to walk a long way, but now it can be reached in a few hours.

Cheng Yiping, Zhang Xiaona, Zhao Xiaohui and art businessman Zhao Fei drove a black car, followed by Zhang Huilan's grandmother, Zhao Guo, Wu Juan and her grandson Zhao Gang's family of four.

"Win-win, win-win, I really didn't expect that there would be such a way to achieve win-win cooperation, Mr. Cheng, I have to say that you are indeed quite smart!"

Zhao Fei, an art businessman, said as he drove his car.

It was something he had never encountered before.

"No, it's not that I'm smarter, there are always more ways than difficulties in this world, and the most important thing is to see Zhao Xiaohui. After all, some people are not willing to sell paintings, after all, this painting is a relic of Zhao Juan's grandmother. ”

Cheng Yiping shook his head, he never felt that he was quite smart.

This idea is actually not very good, it depends on whether Zhao Xiaohui is willing to put her grandmother's painting up for auction.

Although he was able to get a share of the money, he finally sold his grandmother's commemorative paintings.

"Of course I would like to be able to leave my grandmother's paintings at home if I can, but Grandma Zhang Huilan is indeed a good friend of my grandmother, and my grandmother has always remembered them before she died, and I want to fulfill the agreement with them, I believe that grandma will make the same choice even if she is alive. ”

Zhao Xiaohui shook her head gently, holding the gray notebook that her grandmother gave her before she died, tears slowly flowing.

"That's true, Zhao Xiaohui, I don't know if your decision is right or wrong, and I don't know if your grandmother will make the same decision as you if she were alive, but I think at least I don't regret making this decision, just like the lady Bai Jinglan we are about to find, I don't know if she will agree"

Cheng Yiping knew very well that if Ms. Bai Jinglan disagreed, then all the ideas would be useless.

After all, this painting called Friendship can be priceless, and the most important thing is because Ms. Bai Jinglan is a celebrity and a painter

Her paintings are valuable.

In other words, Zhao Juan and Ms. Zhang Huilan completely occupy Bai Jinglan's light.

Otherwise, without Ms. Bai Jinglan, Zhao Juan and Zhang Huilan's paintings are really worthless, as the art dealer Zhao Fei said.

"This is really not clear, if Bai Jinglan really has a good relationship with Ms. Zhao Xiaohui and Grandma Zhao Juan, the three of them are all best friends, all belong to friends, and even after 30 years, they still remember each other's words, I think they should be willing, after all, money has a price, but friendship is priceless."

Zhang Xiaona, who was full of intellect, shook her head, although her words were very gentle, but there was also an imperceptible trembling

"After all, friendship is like love, you can't see it, you can't touch it, you trust it, it can be stronger than gold, but if you don't trust it, it will turn its face faster than turning the book"

"After all, this is the age of money"

Cheng Yiping nodded slightly

"It is true that this era is the age of money, and there are really many bad things that have happened for money, but it is undeniable that there are also many good things"

raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Xiaona and Zhao Xiaohui sitting in the back seat of the car.

At all times, Zhao Xiaohui was still holding a gray-brown notebook and reading it carefully.

She really wanted to find out where her grandmother's painting was

Cheng Yiping sighed leisurely and then closed his eyes, in his mind, the soul clone floated tightly, and he had appeared in a house

Walking forward under the control of Cheng Yiping, this is an ordinary house, and it looks ordinary.

But the soul clone's gaze clearly saw some of the pictures hanging on the wall, and almost all of them reflected a girl's bright smile and some family photos

And this girl is Zhao Xiaohui.

"Sure enough, Grandma Zhao Juan's painting is really in his home, where is it?"

Everything in front of him fell into Cheng Yiping's eyes through the eyes of the soul clone.

Cheng Yiping frowned slightly, and under his control, in an instant, he saw the surroundings of the soul clone shatter like a bubble, disappearing little by little.

Time is constantly turning, and scene after scene gradually appears in front of the spirit clone

suddenly

Cheng Yiping opened his eyes, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

"It's going to be like this, it's going to be like this, it's really impermanent"

"If that's the case, then this thing is really quite bloody, or it's always more bizarre than reality."

Cheng Yiping gasped vigorously, a trace of sweat flowed down his forehead, and gently wiped the sweat on his forehead.

raised his eyes, and there was a complicated and inexplicable look in his eyes.

"What's wrong, Mr. Cheng, are you having a nightmare?"

Zhao Fei, an art businessman driving a black car, suddenly asked

He noticed the change in Cheng Yiping's face, and he really felt quite interested in Cheng Yiping.

"I'm fine, by the way, let's not go to Jinglan City to find Teacher Bai Jinglan first, let's go back to Jiangzhen City!"

To everyone's surprise, Cheng Yiping suddenly spoke.

Art businessman Zhao Fei frowned and said

"If you don't go to Jinglan City, but go to Jiangzhen City, why? Don't we want Teacher Bai Jinglan? You must know that if Teacher Bai Jinglan does not agree to your request, then this win-win cooperation is a joke at all."

Art businessman Zhao Fei's brows furrowed, and he had a sense of foreboding.

Could it be that Cheng Yiping is ready to regret it?

Zhang Xiaona, who was sitting behind the car, suddenly raised her head, and said with a look of surprise in her beautiful eyes

"Cheng Yiping, do you already know where the painting in the hands of Zhao Xiaohui's grandmother Zhao Juan is?"

There is a way that the speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention.

As soon as Zhang Xiaona's words fell, Zhao Xiaohui immediately raised her head, and said with a look of surprise in her eyes

"Mr. Cheng, Mr. Cheng, is it really? Have you really found where my grandmother's painting is? I've been looking for a long time, but I really haven't found any clues, I don't know what kind of place it is."

Zhao Xiaohui's face was full of helplessness, and she flipped through the notebook that her grandmother entrusted to her before she died

But I really didn't find any news!

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