The mobile phone was given by Jiang Wenqian, and Mai Xiaoji checked the local number, and then told the doorman, which made the doorman's eyes even more strange.

Soon, the mobile phone rang, and it was Kong Qun who saw the number.

"Xiao Ji, why did you get bloody?" asked Kong Qun when he came up.

"Brother Kong, you know my character, I would rather die than affect others, I encountered a car accident on the road, and the injured were sent to the hospital, and my clothes were dirty. Mai Xiaoji said.

"Are you looking for me?"

"Of course, let's talk about whether we can meet. ”

"Okay, I'll let the doorman let you go. Kong Qun hesitated, and then agreed.

The timid doorman received a call from Kong Qun, but he still didn't dare to come out, but he just operated inside, opened the telescopic door of the community, and Mai Xiaoji drove the car in.

Stopped downstairs at Kong Qun's house, Mai Xiaoji got out of the car with the painting, and talked to Kong Qun at the unit door, so that he was able to enter and came to the nineteenth floor.

Kong Qun was already standing at the door, wearing a simple set of pajamas very casually, and the smell of blood wafting from Mai Xiaoji's body still made him twitch his nose a few times.

Among the dozen or so investors in Mai Xiaoji's past, Kong Qun is the most elegant and handsome, he is 1.8 meters tall, slender, wears a pair of blue thin-rimmed glasses, has a knife-like face, and speaks very kindly.

"Xiao Ji, you came by coincidence, I will prepare to go to the south tomorrow. Kong Qun said with a smile.

"I'm sorry, Xiangyou Company made you lose money. Mai Xiaoji said.

"It's nothing, since it's a venture capital, you have to bear the consequences of investment failure. Kong Qun's face twitched twice, obviously insincere, and then let Mai Xiaoji into the house.

Mai Xiaoji has been here, the strong aroma of books, nearly 200 square meters of houses, full of bookshelves and antique calligraphy and paintings, on weekdays, Kong Qun lives here alone, is an out-and-out diamond king.

I went to wash my hands first, and drank a cup of tea, in order to relieve Kong Qun's suspicions, Mai Xiaoji gave a general description of the situation on the road, and said very painfully that this set of more than 8,000 clothes was wasted.

"It's very loving, but it's a pity that it was born at the wrong time. ”

Kong Qun's words were very direct, with the amount of money owed by Mai Xiaoji now, it was very difficult to turn over, of course, he also knew that Mai Xiaoji was going to jump off the building yesterday, but he didn't feel much about it.

There is no doubt that Mai Xiaoji has become an outcast of investors, and no one will be interested in him anymore.

"It's not dead, I want to open it, let's fight again!" Mai Xiaoji said.

"Xiaoji, let's be honest, you are entangled in the bank, and you are in quite trouble. Kong Qun thought that Mai Xiaoji was looking for investment again, and this sentence was tantamount to sealing the door.

"Brother Kong, I don't want you to borrow money, I just want you to help me appraise this painting. Mai Xiaoji pointed to the scroll on the table, Kong Qun had already seen it, but he remained silent, he thought that Mai Xiaoji was trying to get close to him.

"Where did you get it?" asked Kong Qun.

"I bought it at the stall. ”

"Don't look at it, it's worthless. Kong Qun was not interested, he didn't know how many of these fakes there were, and they were all treated as waste paper.

"Let's see!"

Mai Xiaoji removed the red plastic bag outside, unfolded the scroll, and laid it flat on the table.

"Qiu Xiangtu!" As soon as Kong Qun saw these three words, he couldn't help laughing, almost laughing out of tears, and asked, "Xiaoji, don't tell me, this is Tang Bohu's work." ”

"Don't you think?" said McEchie, calmly.

"Tang Bohu ordered autumn incense, that's a joke, I remember that we discussed this matter once when we had a dinner, right? Look at these two seals, they were stamped later, but the level of oldness can be fake. Kong Qun said with a smile.

"That's right, this painting is indeed not Tang Bohu's work, and the seal is also fake. Mai Xiaoji gave a thumbs up, he had a goal to study for a long time before he found out, and Kong Qun could see it at a glance.

"Now that you know, you still want to ask me?" Kong Qun was a little unhappy, isn't this idle and boring?

"Do you know these words?" Mai Xiaoji pointed to the line in the lower left corner of the ancient painting.

"It's wild grass, and it's rarely signed like that. Kong Qun was an expert in this area, and began to look at the painting seriously, but he couldn't see what was written for a long time.

"I think those two words are Xizhe. Mai Xiaoji said.

Kong Qun narrowed his eyes, followed the analysis of Mai Xiaoji's statement, and nodded: "Yes, it's these two words." ”

"Brother Kong, look at this seal again. McEgie pointed to the small dark red square again.

"It's an idle stamp, and it doesn't necessarily make sense. ”

Mai Xiaoji stretched out his finger and gently traced it according to the lines, Kong Qun followed the gesture, saw two words, and said, "It should be Zhishan." ”

"Xizhe, Zhishan, what did the eldest brother remember?" asked Mai Xiaoji.

Kong Qun groaned slightly, his face changed sharply, and he lost his voice: "It's Zhu Zhishan!"

"I think that the author of this painting is either Tang Bohu or Zhu Zhishan, and, according to historical records, Zhu Zhishan once read Qiu Xiang's article and wrote a poem to praise it. McCogie spoke eloquently.

"Zhu Zhishan's calligraphy is first-class, but I haven't heard that he can draw!" Kong Qun was still puzzled.

"He is often with Tang Bohu, why don't he learn a little bit secretly? Don't they all say that calligraphy and painting are one!" Mai Xiaoji said, and then said: "Zhu Zhishan should not have seen Qiu Xiang, the woman in this painting, with a graceful figure and a variety of amorous styles, is likely to be Tang Bohu's wife Shen Jiuniang." ”

"What does he do painting other people's daughters-in-law?"

"It's hard to say that he has a crush, anyway, Tang Bohu died earlier than him, and he can't raise objections. Mai Xiaoji said.

Kong Qun was silent for a long time, took out his mobile phone, focused on the words and seals on the lower left, and then sent it to a friend, who should have studied Zhu Zhishan's calligraphy in depth.

Kong Qun sat down at this time, handed Mai Xiaoji a cigar, and lit one himself, as if calming down his excitement. He already has a subjective judgment, this is a real ancient painting.

"Xiaoji, you impress me, you actually have a study of calligraphy and painting. I'm curious, this is just a stall, how do you think the painting is valuable?" Kong Qun inquired.

"Instinct! Since God has closed the door that has made me die, it will open a small window of newness. Mai Xiaoji said.

"Haha, you should be so optimistic, according to my observation, your quality is not bad, but you lack a pair of discerning eyes when employing people. Kong Qun said with a smile.

"There is no regret medicine, and I blame me for being stubborn, so you investors should send someone in to help supervise. Mai Xiaoji's words are from the heart, counseling investment companies is one of the contents of venture capital, Mai Xiaoji felt too constrained at the beginning, insisted on not agreeing.

"Xiao Ji, you have to be careful of Yue Bufan, this person's background is unfathomable. Kong Qun reminded.

"I understand!" McEgie nodded solemnly.