Mu Wenhao and Gu Feng chatted and chatted, but the sky was already bright, no one expected that the two could chat for one night, which was quite a taste of a thousand glasses of wine and confidants.

Looking at the sky, after the two looked at each other and smiled, Mu Wenhao also stood up and said goodbye to Gu Feng, but before leaving, Mu Wenhao mentioned the expert who planned the Beijing Olympic real estate project and asked Gu Feng when he could introduce him on his behalf. Gu Feng was refreshed, saying that it was better to choose to bump into it, and it was better to bump into it.

Today? Mu Wenhao couldn't help but be dumbfounded, he didn't sleep all night, this guy was full of energy. However, people like them who practice martial arts do have more energy than ordinary people, and Mu Wenhao doesn't feel too sleepy, so he groaned for a while and agreed. It's just that this appearance is not suitable for meeting guests, so Mu Wenhao and Gu Feng made an appointment to set off in the afternoon, after all, they can't handle other people's living habits in the morning, maybe they just happened to meet him in the morning or something, even if they barely met him, it might be a trip in vain.

After saying goodbye to Gu Feng, Mu Wenhao took a taxi to Baiyun Mountain and found his BMW. Along the way, he also paid attention to the situation outside, and did not find any signs of Shao Xingcheng's people following, it is estimated that this bastard is now lying in the hospital, and he has no strength to deal with himself for the time being. As for whether he will call the police to arrest him, Mu Wenhao doesn't care, even if the police check it, he may not be in trouble, after all, the matter originated from Shao Xingcheng's conspiracy.

Being a thief with a weak heart, Shao Xingcheng may not have the courage to make things bigger.

Back at the hotel, Lei Cheng and the others hadn't gotten up yet, Mu Wenhao simply sent a message to Lei Cheng, telling him not to wake him up after he got up, and then fell asleep. It's an important person to see, and it's naturally not good to have a tired face, but Mu Wenhao still wants to keep his best condition as much as possible.

In the afternoon, Mu Wenhao made an appointment with Gu Feng and drove directly downstairs to his company.

Gu Feng got into Mu Wenhao's car, carrying a scroll in his hand, which looked like calligraphy and painting, Mu Wenhao asked what this thing was, and Gu Feng told him that it was a supple - Xu Beihong's flower and bird painting.

Mu Wenhao secretly praised this guy for being careful, and it is not strange for many people to be polite, and the state of Chinese etiquette is interested in this matter. However, Xu Beihong's paintings are worth a lot of money, and in a few years he has heard Xu Beihong's "Five Horses" sold for millions, although the flower and bird paintings are not Xu Beihong's masterpieces, but they are always worth hundreds of thousands.

Do things yourself, Gu Feng paid for it, which was unreasonable, so Mu Wenhao said: "You will send me an account number for the money for this painting, and I will transfer it to you later, this belongs to our company's business expenses, and you can't spend money." ”

"Pull it down!" Gu Feng pouted, "Fan De is my father's family friend, I haven't seen him for almost a year, and if you give a gift and ask you Mu Wenhao to sell the bill, you also look down on me Gu Feng too much, right?" ”

Mu Wenhao was speechless, he also had a general understanding of Gu Feng's surname, and if he returned to his mother-in-law, he would laugh at him, so he could only start the car and drive in the direction he instructed.

Vander's home is in a villa area on the outskirts of the provincial capital, and along the way, Gu Feng also briefly introduced some information about Vander. Fan De used to be the chief designer of the Beijing Design Institute, famous, strange temper, the Olympics was a few years ago, with the construction of the Olympic City, he has become a well-known expert, although he retired last year, but he came to ask him to engage in design planning more people, and under normal circumstances, he refused.

The reason is simple, Vander is not short of money, and he does not need to increase his popularity, he just wants to enjoy his old age in peace. So he returned to his hometown and lived a life of seclusion on the outskirts of the city.

After Gu Feng finished speaking, he also poured cold water on Mu Wenhao: "Just give you a hope, don't take it too seriously, frankly speaking, there is not much chance of inviting him out of the mountain, I suggest you prepare yourself." ”

Mu Wenhao only smiled bitterly, in fact, he was not sure that he could get his help at all, so he could only hope that he would give him a face, Gu Feng, for the sake of this painting, and stretch out the olive branch.

However, when Mu Wenhao saw Fan De's attitude towards Gu Feng, his heart suddenly cooled, and he knew that there was no play!

When Gu Feng saw Fan De, he greeted him with a smile on his face, but when Fan De opened the door and saw that it was Gu Feng, he almost closed the door.

It can be seen that Gu Feng is not a popular figure.

Reluctantly opened the door to let Gu Feng and Mu Wenhao enter the compound, Fan De's slightly pale old face was also gloomy, and he said in a humming voice: "What's the matter with me, say it quickly, I'm not available." "It didn't seem like they were invited into the hall to sit.

Gu Feng respectfully presented the scroll with both hands, and said very literarily: "Uncle Fan, after a farewell for more than half a year, the little nephew is very concerned, and today a friend sent a picture of Xu Beihong's "Spring Bird Singing", the little nephew knows that Mr. Xu Beihong is Uncle Fan's idol, so he came to offer it, and I hope that my uncle can laugh at it." ”

Gu Feng's tone Mu Wenhao wanted to laugh when he heard it, he really didn't expect this guy to be able to spit out such a charming ivory from his dog's mouth, and he looked like a showman.

But what Mu Wenhao didn't expect was that Fan De's gray face suddenly turned red, his eyes suddenly glowed, and his hands trembled a little to take Gu Feng's painting scroll, and opened it as he spoke: "Xu Beihong's painting!" It can't be true, right? …… When did Xu Beihong paint "Spring Birds Contending for Song"? It can't be a fake, right? ”

Fan De was quietly upright from top to bottom, Gu Feng stood with a smile, Mu Wenhao didn't dare to disturb him, and all of a sudden, the courtyard was silent.

"Authentic! Great, it's really Xu Beihong's real work! Vander suddenly jumped up and down like a child, "I, Vander, can still see Mr. Xu's rare products in my lifetime, and it is not in vain that I have this life!" ”

Listening to Vander's tone, Mu Wenhao realized that he had underestimated the value of the painting.

Fan De's voice was very loud, and a girl in pink clothes in the room was alarmed, the girl was about 20 years old, with a beautiful melon seed face, tall **, and a cherry mouth half upturned very charming, at this moment she frowned and said to Fan De dissatisfiedly: "Dad, you are too exaggerated, scared to death, I thought something big had happened." ”

However, at this moment, Fan De was immersed in the picture again, his face was full of joy, and he didn't seem to hear the girl's words at all, and the girl didn't say anything when she saw that there were guests, looking at Mu Wenhao and the two nodded slightly, and walked back indoors.

After a long while, Fan De came back to his senses and politely beckoned the two into the hall, but he was holding the painting tightly in his hand, and his attitude was a 180-degree turn.

Mu Wenhao now believes that Fan De is a weirdo, or an idiot, and it is often because of this kind of idiocy that he can reach the peak of a certain field, and planning and design may be another kind of idiot for him.

No one made tea for them, the three of them sat quietly in the hall, and after about twenty minutes, Fan De finally raised his head, smiled a little embarrassedly, and drank upstairs: "Xiao Xian, come down and serve tea to the guests." "From being closed to the level of a VIP, it can be seen that this painting has contributed a lot.

Fan De put the scroll on the table, but his fingers were still on it and lightly **, very gently, like ** a child falling asleep, he had slowly restrained his elated emotions at this time, looked at Gu Feng, and asked tentatively: "Xiao Feng, this painting is a peerless treasure, are you really willing to give it to me?" ”

His tone was very softened, and after he finished speaking, his hand gripped the scroll tightly, as if even if Gu Feng repented, he would not give it back.

Gu Feng spread his hands and smiled: "Uncle Fan, for me, this painting is not as effective as a ** on my body, what use should I do?" If I hadn't known that Uncle Fan and you love Xu Beihong alone, maybe I would have used it as toilet paper a long time ago! ”

"Phew, you dare to insult Mr. Xu's masterpiece, I will strangle you to death!"

Fan De was furious, and made a pinching movement with both hands, that uncertain demeanor really made Mu Wenhao a little chilly, but fortunately, at this time, the girl who appeared in front of the door just now rushed to the big red robe tea, and only after taking a sip did she feel warm.

Gu Feng seemed to have expected Fan De's demeanor a long time ago, but instead laughed twice.

Fan De is not a fool, although Gu Feng said casually, but he is self-aware, this stubborn little nephew will never be so simple as sending a painting, he glanced at Mu Wenhao, looked at Gu Feng and said: "Xiao Feng, don't sell it, if there is anything to say, but explain in advance, don't think that with this painting, I will promise you everything." ”

Gu Feng can speak, he smiled and said: "I'm here to send paintings, there is nothing to do, but this brother of mine who is engaged in real estate admires you very much, and specially came with me to visit your old man." It seems that there is something I want to ask you for help with......" He said here and looked at Mu Wenhao, "Brother Mu, you can talk to Uncle Fan." ”

Mu Wenhao hurriedly stood up and saluted Fan De, and went straight to the topic: "Fan Lao, hello! I am Mu Wenhao from Jiangming, this time I came to the provincial capital to participate in the bidding of the Quanyun Village held by the provincial political axe, the boy has always admired Fan Lao's planning and design of real estate projects unique, and I came to ask Fan Lao to help, I don't know ......"

"Let's not talk about it!" Before Mu Wenhao finished speaking, Fan De immediately refused, "I have long since faded out of this industry, and I don't want to do this kind of drudgery anymore." Frankly speaking, you are the fifth person who came to me to deal with the bidding of the Quanyun Village, and the other four are all large companies at the provincial level, and I have all refused, not to mention a small unit at the municipal level like yours. ”

Fan De spoke very directly, and his tone was also very resolute, there was no room for negotiation at all, and he even looked down on Mu Wenhao a little.

Mother, this old guy is really one thing, but he is also not good at talking after receiving the painting, Mu Wenhao is speechless, he obviously has no good way to deal with this kind of old stubbornness, so he has to glance at Gu Feng.

Gu Feng's eyes rolled for a moment, and he suddenly said, "If Mu Wenhao can help you find Xu Beihong's painting "Purple Qi Comes from the East", can Uncle Fan agree to help?" ”

"Can you find "Purple Qi from the East"?" Gu Feng really grabbed the lifeline, and Fan De came to his senses again, but soon said with disdain on his face, "Don't talk about it, I heard that "Purple Qi from the East" has been auctioned off by people abroad, if I had bought it back in China, which will be your turn." ”

"Find "Purple Qi from the East" for you, is this business a deal?" Gu Feng continued to get confirmation from Vander.

"Deal!"

Vander agreed almost without hesitation, and it was clear that the painting was his dream work, and at his age, the dream was far greater than anything else.

"That's okay, when we find "Purple Qi from the East", we will come to visit Uncle Fan again, I won't bother today, goodbye."

Gu Feng got up directly to say goodbye, Mu Wenhao hurriedly stood up, Fan De didn't keep it, waved his hand as a farewell, picked up the painting again, spread it out and admired it. (To be continued.) )