"Lao Qin, you're finally here, come in, everyone is waiting for you alone, you can have a few more drinks." ”

As soon as he entered the private room, he heard a loud laugh, and Zhang Shutong looked in the direction where the sound came from.

There were five people sitting in the private room, three middle-aged men of the same age as Qin Feng, and two young people of the same age as Zhang Shutong.

"Lao Zhao, you are here again, and you will pour me wine when you have the opportunity, but today, I have a helper. Qin Feng smiled at Zhao Zhipeng, who had spoken earlier, and pulled Zhang Shutong, who was standing behind him, forward.

"This is Zhang Shutong, my daughter's boyfriend, and he let him drink today's wine for me. Qin Feng introduced with a smile to the three old friends in the private room.

Zhao Zhipeng was stunned for a moment, glanced at the young man sitting next to him, and smiled at Zhang Shutong: "Then I won't be polite, young man, you can take it!"

As he spoke, he kicked his son Zhao Xiaoming.

"Uncle Qin, you brought someone to block the wine, I can also drink for my father, it just so happens that our young people are drinking, and a few of you old friends are chatting. Zhao Xiaoming immediately got up and walked to Qin Yitian's side and helped her pull out the chair.

Qin Feng nodded and said with a smile: "Lao Zhao, you have a good son, you are really sensible and caring, when will my stinky boy be able to be like him, I will be relieved." ”

Gu Langxing in the private room laughed: "Enough is enough for the two of you, I am alone today, you will cooperate to bully me, don't you, hurry up and sit down to drink and eat." ”

The three members of the Qin family and Zhang Shutong sat down with this, and several of Qin Feng's old friends had their own companies, and it was difficult to gather together, so the atmosphere was extremely eager.

And the young people are not so pleasant.

Qin Jiahu was just beaten by Qin Feng, looking at Zhao Xiaoming's face was not good, and sat coldly with his arms crossed.

"This shrimp is just not very easy to get, let me help you. Zhao Xiaoming saw Qin Yitian reach out and grab a shrimp, and hurriedly said.

Qin Yitian didn't speak lightly, but Zhao Xiaoming was very enthusiastic: "You also like this kind of sweet shrimp, like me, this is my favorite, but it's not very easy to peel." Saying that, Zhao Xiaoming sandwiched several shrimps from the shrimp plate, peeled them off with his hands and feet and put them into Qin Yitian's bowl.

Zhang Shutong glanced up at Zhao Xiaoming, full of interest.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Zhao Xiaoming's thoughts about Qin Yitian are not pure, but Zhang Shutong's identity has just been introduced in Qin Feng, and now Zhao Xiaoming's attitude is intriguing.

Qin Yitian's action of picking up vegetables stopped, said thank you to Zhao Xiaoming, and changed the bowl with shrimp to Zhang Shutong.

Zhang Shutong laughed sullenly in his heart, and even Qin Jiahu, who was cold on the side, laughed.

Liang Shaohui is the son of Liang Ping at the other table, he has been sitting quietly eating vegetables, seeing Zhao Xiaoming being attentive to Qin Yitian, he looks down on him, and when he sees Qin Yitian's hand, he also smiles.

Although Zhao Xiaoming was annoyed for a moment, he still held back, and said with a smile: "The taste of this sweet shrimp is not very authentic, and it is normal if you don't like it, if you have a chance in the future, I will take you to eat it The taste is absolutely authentic." ”

Qin Yitian has always looked faint, Zhao Xiaoming thought that Qin Yitian didn't think very highly of Zhang Shutong, and thought that he had a great chance.

"Today is the first time I met Uncle Qin, I don't know what to give, it just so happened that when I was in the UK, there was a big man who did me a favor and gave me a famous painting of Tang Bohu, I think Uncle Qin will definitely like it. Zhao Xiaoming looked at Qin Feng, got up and said.

"What painting?" The people at Qin Feng's table were all businessmen, and they were extremely fond of this kind of vassal and elegant thing, and they all immediately became interested when they heard this.

Zhao Zhipeng saw that his son Zhao Xiaoming instantly attracted the attention of the audience, and the pride in his eyes flashed, he had seen that painting, but he could get the favor of the Qin family because of this, how could Zhao Zhipeng not let go of this opportunity.

"Is it the painting that you have always been very precious? I don't want to give it to you, why do you have to give it away?" Zhao Zhipeng is happy to put on a show for his positive son.

"What kind of painting? It's so precious, Lao Zhao, don't sell it, Xiaoming quickly take it out for everyone to see. Liang Ping was very curious.

Zhao Xiaoming got up triumphantly, took out a thing wrapped in a sealing cylinder from the cabinet in the private room, carefully took out the painting inside, and spread it on the clean table on the side.

"This is Tang Bohu's famous painting "Peony Lady", this is a genuine work, and the valuation in the market is the least!" Zhao Xiaoming said and gestured a number with his hand.

Qin Jiahu was surprised: "Five million?"

Zhao Xiaoming shook his head and said: "At least 50 million! This is not an ordinary famous painting, there are very few authentic works of Tang Bohu, and now 50 million is a small number, once someone paid 70 million to buy, but I didn't sell it." When I met Uncle Qin for the first time today, I felt very kind, and it just so happened that you also like calligraphy and painting, so I will give you this painting. ”

"It's fake. Zhang Shutong smiled faintly when he heard that it was "The Peony Lady", the real work is with him, how can Zhao Xiaoming have the real work?

Hearing being questioned by Zhang Shutong, Zhao Xiaoming's face instantly turned ugly: "Zhang Shutong, what do you know, you have seen a few calligraphy and paintings, and you dare to say that I am a fake painting? Do you think that everyone will look up to you in this way? If it weren't for Uncle Qin's good people and willingness to take you to see the world, you wouldn't know where to nest." ”

Zhao Zhipeng's face is the same, but his identity is not suitable for speaking, these words are just frolicking between juniors.

"Of course I've seen the real thing, otherwise how would I say that you are fake?" Zhang Shutong still believes that Zhao Xiaoming's painting is fake.

"Hehe, empty mouth treasure appreciation, it's really a dirt bun. Zhao Xiaoming scolded in a low voice with a disdainful expression.

Zhang Shutong heard it closely, squinted his eyes, smiled at Qin Feng and said, "This is really a coincidence, I also have a pair of Tang Bohu's calligraphy and paintings for Uncle Qin." ”

After Zhang Shutong got the calligraphy and painting from Mu's hometown, he followed Qin Feng to the guild hall, so the painting was still in the trunk of the car. After saying that, Zhang Shutong made a phone call and asked someone to bring the painting from the trunk.

The corners of Qin Yitian's mouth couldn't help but bend a smile, when did Zhang Shutong lose at this moment of slapping his face.

When Qin Jiahu brought the painting, he couldn't wait to open the painting and spread it on the table, and when he saw the content of the calligraphy and painting, he exclaimed: "This is also "The Peony Lady"!"

The people in the private room were very surprised, and the two "Peony Ladies" were really coincidental.

"You can do a good comparison and see which one is the real thing. Zhang Shutong stood in place and said lightly.

The father and son of the Zhao family surrounded them for the first time, and after only one glance, they insisted: "This painting of yours is definitely fake!"

Qin Feng asked curiously, "How can you see this?"

Zhao Xiaoming explained triumphantly: "The big man who gave me the painting specially said how to argue with his deeds. Uncle Qin, look here, the edges of the calligraphy and painting are slightly hairy, the strokes on the calligraphy and painting are like swimming dragons, and the details of the clothes on the ladies can be seen that this is a very old painting. ”

After speaking, Zhao Xiaoming invited Qin Feng to Zhang Shutong's picture and continued: "And if you look at this painting, the paper is brand new and traceless, and the taste of pen and ink is strong, it is obviously a newly imitated fake painting. ”

"Zhang Shutong, if you can't afford to send calligraphy and paintings, don't send them, send a fake calligraphy and painting to Uncle Qin, what are your intentions? I have heard before that someone deliberately used a hundred yuan on the stall to buy a bunch of cheap goods to be shoddy, Zhang Shutong, you have no money, and you can't use such things to fool people." Zhao Xiaoming suddenly came to the ground and shouted to Zhang Shutong very unceremoniously.

Zhao Zhipeng also agreed with his son's statement, adding: "Our calligraphy and painting were given by the big man to thank Xiaoming, and it is impossible for the big man to use fake things to give people." ”

Zhang Shutong spread his hands: "Since you don't believe that this is a genuine handiwork, it's better to ask a professional to identify it." ”

"Hehe, identify it, I think you can turn the sky upside down and turn the fake into the real. Zhao Xiaoming said coldly.

As he was talking, someone came in from outside the door.

"I just passed by here, and I heard what you were talking about the authenticity of calligraphy and painting, if you don't dislike it, can you let me see it?"

An old gentleman with gray hair walked in and said.

"I am the president of the Ancient Culture Association, and my main business is calligraphy and painting, and I can help see if it's true or fake. ”

In that case, it is also easy to do.

Zhao Xiaoming proudly invited the president to the table where the two calligraphy and paintings were placed: "These are these two." ”

I wanted to say something, but Qin Jiahu pulled him down to the side.

"The old gentleman is all appraised, and we will wait quietly for the results. ”

Seeing Qin Jiahu, Zhao Xiaoming didn't say anything.

In an instant, the silence in the private room seemed to be audible when a pin dropped, and when the chairman saw the calligraphy and painting, his expression became excited: "This is true, I'm not dazzled, this is actually the real thing! ”

Because the two calligraphy and paintings were placed together, no one knew which calligraphy and painting the old man was talking about, and the faces of the Zhao family father and son were happy, so they must be talking about their own calligraphy and painting.

"I already have results. The president touched his beard and said confidently, "This is it!"

The father and son of the Zhao family stepped forward first, but they froze in place, and the real handwriting that the chief fingered was Zhang Shutong's.

"No way! We're real, look here, and here. Zhao Xiaoming hurriedly pointed to a few places on his painting and said.

Unexpectedly, the president shook his head: "It was the falsification in these places that made me confirm that this is a fake, and the edges of the calligraphy and painting are correct, but this trace is too deliberate, and it is obviously old." ”

The old gentleman then explained several obvious traces, all of which were the ones that Zhao Xiaoming had sworn to confirm the authenticity.

The faces of the Zhao family's father and son instantly became gloomy, and their expressions were ugly when they looked at Zhang Shutong.

Zhao Xiaoming looked at Zhang Shutong with disdain and snorted coldly and said: "This old man shouldn't be the trust you invited, he must be looking for someone to act, hmph, if you don't get into the stream, you can also use this method." ”