In a word, everyone at the scene looked at Leng Yi in shock.

In every sentence!

When they were just talking, Qi Shangtian was short-tempered, and he raised the bar with five people, and the topic changed several times, but they all ended up without a problem.

Bai Minsheng and his wife glanced at each other, their eyes full of helplessness.

Sure enough, they are all arrogant, how can they be so easy to get along with?

It depends on who can subdue whom before the conversation can continue?

"Boy, who are you talking about? When did I get narrow? Huh? Tell me?"

Qi Shangtian stood up suddenly, like a raging monkey, grinning at him.

For a moment, all the eyes of the people at the scene were focused on him, smashing it, smashing it, and shaking his head helplessly.

The thunderstorm at this moment, isn't it a disguised proof that the other party is right?

Everyone shook their heads, if he didn't have real talent and learning, he would have been unable to tolerate such a temper.

Leng Yi stared at him for a long time with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Qi Shangtian reacted for a long time, and he broke out again.

His face was scornful, his raised arms were lowered, and he sat on the chair with his ass, sulking alone.

Being seen through the character at a glance always feels very uncomfortable, but there is nowhere to vent.

The people at the scene found that Leng Yi's method was good, and they didn't argue with him, so that he woke up by himself, and he was really honest.

Liu Changfeng smiled and said:

"Leng Yi, let me introduce to you, this oil painting master Xu Shishi is also the vice president of the Calligraphy and Painting Association, very powerful!"

As he spoke, he pointed to a man in his forties who was well-maintained, honest and restrained.

"Leng Yi, hello!"

Xu Shishi hurriedly stood up, with a stiff smile on his face, nodded his head, and said hello.

Leng Yi liked him instead, not pretentious, not hypocritical, and said with a smile:

"I've seen Master Xu, look at your complexion, you know the way of health preservation, and you can study it together when you have time!"

The rules of life can have a good complexion.

"Definitely, definitely!"

Xu Shishi's eyes lit up instantly, knowing that Leng Yi had just revealed his face, and he was very capable.

Friendship, the beginning of the beginning.

Liu Changfeng pointed to the middle-aged man in the middle, with a smile on his face, and introduced:

"This is the president of our Calligraphy and Painting Association, Yang Chen. He is good at landscapes, characters, portrayal and expressive, vivid. Once a painting sold for 150 million, a well-deserved master!"

What he introduced was a person who looked at Leng Yi with déjà vu.

"Hello, Calligraphy and Painting Association, I just need some fresh blood. You're good, you have time, let's have a good exchange?"

is worthy of being the president's character, generous, eloquent, and the moment of greeting brings the relationship closer to each other.

The most important thing is his age, that is, his early forties, which is the prime of life and the rising period of his career.

Definitely have a convincing ability!

"Definitely!"

Leng Yi didn't like such people very much, so he agreed with a light smile.

Yang Chen must be scheming, he belongs to the same kind of person as Li Si next to King Qin, and he can't see the true thoughts in his heart at all.

The kind that sells you and counts the money back to him.

Bai Minsheng took over the conversation, pointed to the painter on Leng Yi's left and said:

"I'll introduce it here, this is the Calligraphy and Painting Association, the president of the Jiangnan Branch, Milo, the ancestor is the famous calligrapher and painter Mi Fu. ”

An old man with long hair and a long robe stood up and arched his hand to Leng Yi and said:

"Milo, the wood is about to rot, I just want to leave something behind and pass it on through the ages. ”

The artistic conception of the words is lofty, which is not something that Leng Yi can understand now, so he agreed.

"This is the president of the Suhangfu Branch, Yan Xi. I am the best at painting female figures, and every subtle movement will make you have endless memories!"

Bai Minsheng pointed to the only female painter and introduced Leng Yi.

She wore a long-sleeved peony cheongsam, a beige knitted shawl, and her hair was tied to the top of her head, with the most typical woman's demeanor in China.

"Hello, Leng Yi, when, when will we go out to collect wind together?

The voice is soft, without the slightest elder shelf, like an aunt next door.

However, the meaning of the painting is explained, and there is time to study it.

"If you have time, you must go and learn from your elders, how many people can't ask for the opportunity!"

Leng Yi said politely, feeling that facing them was no easier than facing King Qin.

They are all old and sophisticated people.

Just when Leng Yi was about to say goodbye to Bai Lao and go out to breathe a sigh of relief, Qi Shangtian, who was sitting sulking, spoke directly:

"Lao Bai said, you brought some antiques, don't you want us to take a look? I'm here for them!"

The purpose is direct, without the slightest politeness.

Leng Yi was overjoyed when he heard this, and hesitated slightly:

"Oh, yes, there are quite a few, but there are no paintings and calligraphy, only some notes. There are other aspects, can you judge?"

He wasn't sure if these people were like Bai Lao, similar to a literary library, and all kinds of knowledge were in his mind.

"Hehe, you bring it, they are all masters in literature! I don't have any foundation, I don't dare to participate in the antique industry at all!"

Bai Lao smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and said.

Really take bean bags and not dry food?

If you don't have any skills, how can you get the approval of a group of sour scholars.

"Okay, it's in the trunk of the car, I'll get it!"

Leng Yi raised his eyebrows, his heart was even happier, and he promised to go outside.

Having disposed of the antiques earlier, he was able to save himself.

"Wait, I'll go with you, and we'll have a chat by the way!"

Yang Chen got up and said impatiently.

Take two steps, catch up with Leng Yi's footsteps, and walk outside together.

The rest of the people, despite their thoughts, did not follow along.

"Hehe, I'm afraid this old Yang can't help it, there are good things that I don't want to let go!"

Bai Minsheng laughed and said that he didn't think there was anything.

Leng Yi didn't know what he was thinking, he just smiled and left first.

Walking through the lively hall, Lu Yufei saw him.

As soon as he wanted to follow, he was blocked by Bai Ze beside him, holding a wine glass, and said:

"Senior sister, what do you think my father will do tonight? Maybe he will wave ink in public and write a big hand, right?"

He didn't see Leng Yi, but it was impossible for Lu Yufei to escape from the palm of his hand and firmly control her, and others would have no chance.

"I don't know!"

At the moment of delay, I looked for Leng Yi's figure again, but I couldn't see it, and said quite angrily.

I have a lot of resentment in my heart, and I don't know if I'm looking for me?

Leng Yi didn't know what she thought, walked out of the villa with Yang Chen, and without waiting for two steps, he heard Yang Chen speak:

"Leng Yi, have I seen you somewhere, why do you look familiar?"

In a word, there is no beginning and no tail, which makes Leng Yi's heart furious, and I don't know what he means.

"It shouldn't be, I grew up in the countryside, you are in a high position, it is impossible to see it!"

I don't know what he thinks, Leng Yi perfunctory, striding towards his car.

I always feel that there is something wrong with talking to him.

"Yes, it's not you that I'm seeing, it's your father. Is your father called Leng Feng Maniac, and your mother's name is Cui Fengxia?"

Yang Chen's words made Leng Yi freeze instantly, and all actions stopped.