Obviously, Old Man Song attaches great importance to this matter and is in a hurry to snatch the phone from Song Ji's hand, such a big news, he must know it as soon as possible.

"Director Xie, it's me, it's me, Old Song!"

"How is it, is today's art exhibition going well?"

"My granddaughter Song Xinmeng has wasted a lot of heart for this exhibition!"

In the end, Old Man Song went straight to the point and said with a smile: "Director Xie, look, our family's approval ......"

"Approval, why do you still want to approve!" Before Old Man Song finished speaking, Xie Xingqiang roared angrily, as if he slapped Old Man Song in the face.

In an instant, Old Man Song's face changed, and he secretly screamed badly.

"Old thing, labor and management have dug your ancestral grave in their last life! Damn, you're cheating me like this! ”

"I, Xie Xingqiang, didn't offend you! I'm worthy of you! ”

"But what about you? What did it do to me? ”

"The ring was stolen, and after eating it, I will send the laborers to the prison bureau!"

"Now I have to make inches of progress, and the paintings I send are fakes, which hurt labor and capital, lose face, and become a laughing stock in the calligraphy and painting world!"

"Labor and management have really poured blood mold for eight lifetimes, and I met you!"

"You hurt me like this, and you want to approve it, I'll apply for your grandmother's legs!"

"I tell you, if you want to approve it, it's impossible!"

"This thing, even if labor and management give it to a dog, it won't give it to you!"

"You old thing, you're getting older, enjoy your happiness as soon as possible! Maybe I'll see Lord Yama tomorrow! ”

"It's really funny to be engaged in real estate!"

On the other end of the phone, Xie Xingqiang's face was pale, and there were a few blue spots, which were obviously beaten in the art museum.

In today's art exhibition, Xie Xingqiang was embarrassed and thrown to his grandmother's house, not only was he removed from the Hatoyama calligraphy and painting circles, but also was punched and kicked.

At this time, he was full of anger, but he had nowhere to go, so he had to sprinkle it on the Song family.

The ring was stolen, the calligraphy and painting were fakes, and he kept saying that it was given by the head of the Long family, and there were photos as evidence, and Song Xinmeng boasted that he was so awesome, he was completely lying to him, and wanted to see him look foreign!

The Song family has repeatedly cheated him and harmed him, who is on this matter, and who must not be angry?

Now, Xie Xingqiang is so angry that he can't wait to take a knife and rush into the Song family and kill them cleanly.

The phone has hung up.

Old Man Song was stunned in place, his face was as pale as paper, and he stood like that.

"Old man, what did Director Xie say?"

"Did you get the approval?"

"I'll just say, Xinmeng is out of the horse, there is nothing that can't be done, she really deserves to be my daughter, she just has the ability!"

After Old Man Song hung up the phone, Li Cuiran walked out, with a smug face, and waited for the old man's reward.

Speaking of her daughter Song Xinmeng, she was even more smiling and proud.

Her daughter is her pride and the most capable woman in the world.

"Huh?"

"Old man, why don't you speak!"

"Isn't it too exciting?"

"Hahahaha~"

"Old man, what's the excitement of just a little thing? In the future, Xinmeng and the two can bring you greater surprises, and when the time comes, it will never be too late for you to be excited! ”

"I know you're satisfied with Xinmeng, this girl has long seen the purple sand teapot in your study, you're so happy, I'll reward her with this teapot!"

"Hahaha~"

Li Cuiran kept laughing, and couldn't wait to ask the old man for a reward for her daughter.

"Reward?"

"Why do you still have the face to be rewarded?"

"If labor and management don't kick your mother to death, it's merciful!"

At this time, Old Man Song couldn't hold back any longer, and raised his hand to slap him.

Syllable~

In an instant, Li Cuiran's cheeks were bright red, and the five bright red slap prints were particularly eye-catching.

"The Song family's entry into real estate, I have been planning for ten years, and now, everything is ready only to the east wind, and it can be successful, but I didn't expect it to be in vain!"

"Nothing is enough to succeed and more than to fail, how can I listen to your nonsense and hand over such an important matter to those two wastes!"

"You call Song Xinmeng's idiot right away and ask her to get back for me!"

"Call me right away!"

Old Man Song's anger was like thunder, echoing in the hall.

Everyone was terrified.

Li Cuiran covered half of her face and sat on the ground, unable to say a word because of fright.

……

This scene that happened in the Song family, Qin Xiaotian and the others didn't know about it.

At this time, under the congratulations of Liuzhou Cheng and others, Qin Xiaotian and his party had already left the art museum.

Recalling the previous scene, Li Ya seemed to be living in a dream, and until now, she couldn't believe that it was true.

Especially Wang Xiaomin, his eyes when he looked at Qin Xiaotian changed completely, and his eyes were full of worship.

"Brother Qin Xiaotian, you are so amazing, I admire you so much!"

"I didn't expect you to know how to appreciate calligraphy and painting!"

"You've surprised me!"

"Before, my mother told me that you are a waste, you only know how to eat and drink, and Sister Xue suffers with you!"

"But now, I've really found the sparkle in you!"

"My sister Xue is right, you have a lot of advantages, and you are not as unbearable as they say!"

Wang Xiaomin looked at Qin Xiaotian and admired it, just like a star-chasing girl, seeing an idol that she thinks about day and night.

Hearing this, Qin Xiaotian smiled bitterly, he couldn't understand at all whether Wang Xiaomin was praising him or hurting him.

After all, what I said just now is not a compliment!

At this time, Li Ya also looked at him suspiciously: "Qin Xiaotian, how do you know that the painting is fake?"

"Last time, didn't you say that you didn't know anything about calligraphy and painting? How can you be so sure this time? ”

Qin Xiaotian shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I have already explained, the real one, in my wife's hands, his one is naturally fake."

"Okay, there's no truth, it's not okay if you don't brag, right?" The little goodwill that I had accumulated in the gallery was completely gone because of these words.

Who is Long Lin?

The extreme head of the Dragon Division, the head of the Long family.

This kind of thinking, even if the Hatoyama supervisor saw it, he was treated with courtesy.

Who is Qin Xiaotian?

Coming from the countryside, he has no power, no power, no power, no job, and he is still called a waste.

The two of them, in terms of identity, are completely different.