Qin Fang: Huo Jingxiu is sick, when Wen Xiaowushui chased him in the past, he put himself high and hung on others, but now Wen Xiaowushui doesn't care about him, and he looks salivating again!

Qin Fang:, he actually went to curry favor with Wen Xiaoshui's father, and sent a set of four treasures in the study.

Qin Fang hurriedly recorded a small video and sent it to Huo Hannian.

Huo Jingxiu's four treasures of the study are exquisite, the brush is a bamboo carved flower and bird pattern pen in the Ming and Qing dynasties, worth hundreds of thousands, ancient inkstone and ancient ink are worth a lot, a set down, millions, very collectible.

Wen Jinzhang is a famous literati in Yuncheng, in addition to studying medical skills, he likes calligraphy, calligraphy and painting.

Huo Jingxiu did what he liked, and the gift he gave put a lot of effort and thought.

There were many guests around who came over and praised Huo Jingxiu's gift when they saw it.

"Young Master Huo has a heart, this set of four treasures of the study room is probably the most intimate gift that Dean Wen received today."

"I heard that Young Master Huo and Dean Wen's daughter are in the same school, and the two children look like men and women, they are very compatible!"

"Young Master Huo has excellent academic performance, and he has won awards in various talent competitions, Dean Wen, this kind of best candidate for a virtuous son-in-law, don't miss it!"

Wen Jinzhang frowned almost invisibly, and a faint smile appeared on his gentle and handsome face, "My Ruan Ruan is still young, and his energy is all about his studies. What's more, today's children, their feelings are decided by themselves, and I, as a father, can only play a reference role. ”

Wen Jinzhang just glanced at Wen Ruan, who was standing beside Mrs. Wen, and when the guests praised Huo Jingxiu, she quietly rolled her eyes, in short, her expression was indescribable, not how much she liked Huo Jingxiu as rumored.

Huo Jingxiu didn't see Wen Ruan's expression, but Wen Jinzhang should have a good impression of him, after all, he was the only one who gave him such a valuable and desirable gift today!

Just when Huo Jingxiu was a little secretly complacent, thinking that he had impressed Wen Ruan's father, the manager of Yunyue Hotel came over with two staff members wearing work clothes and white gloves.

"Hello Dean Wen, I was asked to bring you a birthday present."

The manager nodded to the staff behind him, and the staff slowly opened a color ink painting.

The guests who were still praising the four treasures of the study sent by Huo Jingxiu were dumbfounded the moment they saw the picture scroll open.

"Isn't this one of the masterpieces of Wu Lao, the most famous painter of the 20th century, "Bamboo Forest Garden"?"

As long as you are a person who likes the art of calligraphy and painting, there is no one who does not know Wu Lao, he is the most famous painter in modern China, his color ink paintings are unique, in the auction at home and abroad, his paintings have been repeatedly auctioned at sky-high prices, and he is a leading figure in the art world.

One of his works was auctioned at a high price of 150 million, setting a new record for Chinese painting in one fell swoop, which is the "Bamboo Forest Garden" sent by the manager now, which was won by 50 million yuan at the auction some time ago.

Compared with Huo Jingxiu's millions of four treasures in the study, the appearance of this painting simply blinded everyone's eyes.

"Dean Wen, Wu Lao's paintings are not something that can be bought with money, this gift-giver is really heartfelt!"

"There are people outside the world, there are heavens outside the sky, today's birthday banquet of Dean Wen has opened our eyes!"

Wen Jinzhang looked at this "Bamboo Forest Garden" and was full of shock.

Some time ago, he went to the auction house, and at that time, this bamboo forest garden was directly decided and was auctioned away, and he regretted it for a while.

I didn't expect someone to give it to him today.

Wen Jinzhang looked at the hotel manager, frowned slightly and asked, "Manager He, who sent this painting?" ”