The old man known as Huang Lao was obviously overjoyed by everyone's sycophants, and immediately ordered his accompanying family members to go to the dark room to retrieve the authentic handiwork.

After all, the main reason why I spent so much money to buy a painting was to show off, and if I didn't show it off at this time, then wouldn't that money be spent in vain.

In the pursuit of a bunch of people, the so-called Huang Lao finally took the authentic handiwork of Tang Bohu.

Originally, Wang Benfu held this full moon wine, that is, in order to enliven the feelings of everyone, so when he saw this scene, he immediately ordered his subordinates to set up a table in the middle, and then asked someone to put on gloves to put out the painting.

The onlookers who ate melons immediately began to praise one after another, whether they really understood it or not, they had to brag a few words anyway, so that they seemed to be knowledgeable.

The so-called Huang Lao proudly stroked his beard, complacently enjoying the pursuit of others, this feeling of the focus of the audience, even if he is in his seventies, he still feels inexplicably excited!

Merely!

Why are there two incomprehensible ones in the middle?

Li Qingyuan is still continuing his great cause of clearing the field, and for Ji Ruoxi, this master is her heaven, so naturally the little woman seems to have to sit next to him and hand out tissues.

It's a terrible sight!

"Little brother, I don't know if the old calligraphy and painting have been able to get into the eyes of the law, or can you give a few comments?"

People are really strange, it is likely to be the so-called phase problem, the more Huang Lao looked at Master Li, the more unpleasant he felt, so he couldn't help but start to tease.

"You're talking to me?" Li Qingyuan was a little stunned and looked at the old man with a fake smile on his face and a group of melon-eating people waiting to watch a good show, and couldn't help but feel a little strange.

How many years!

This kind of scene where the protagonist is slapped in the face, how many years have I dreamed of it, but unfortunately, until now, I have never encountered it!

Is it a lucky day?

First of all, I had a good time on the second floor, and when I came down for a meal, I could encounter the legendary slap in the face, which was really unexpected!

"Qingyuan!" Ji Ruoxi saw that his legs were trembling, his whole body shook slightly, and she thought that this master was angry and wanted to have a bloodbath on the spot, so frightened that she quickly grabbed his sleeve and pleaded pitifully.

This is a big deal in public, and if he gets angry and kills all these guys who don't know whether they are alive or dead, it will be a big problem.

It's a pity that Li Qingyuan is excited now, but he is not angry.

He stood up directly from the wine table and walked to the front of the calligraphy and painting.

Since just now, the nearby melon-eating crowd has heard about this great achievement from the mouth of the onlookers, and it seems that they don't know what shit luck has been taken by the eldest lady of the Ji family, and now she has become a rising star in the soft rice industry in Guangnan.

Although all the people who learned the news despised this kind of man who relied on eating soft rice in their hearts, they all shouted wildly in their hearts!

It's not me who eats soft rice for Mao!

As for why the so-called Huang Lao deliberately targeted Li Qingyuan, everyone also knows that this bad old man has a grandson who used to be classmates with Ji Ruoxi, and now the Ji family's business is so big, it can be said that as long as you are in the business community in Guangnan, you know that this eldest lady is not a pampered vase, but a real financial expert.

Therefore, as long as they feel good about themselves and think that they are qualified, or those who have immediate relatives in their families are eligible, they have now regarded Master Li as a thorn in their eyes, and they wish that he could evaporate from the world as soon as possible.

After all, looking at Ji Ruoxi following behind him with a low-eyed and pleasing little daughter-in-law, everyone thought that this Miss Ji was as cold as ice in the shopping mall and in front of others, but she still abided by her duty as a wife.

Such a good daughter-in-law can't be found with a lantern! If Wang Benfu hadn't been for the fact that Wang Yuankun was married and the Han family was not easy to mess with, he would have been ready to ask his son to dig the foot of the wall.

"Little brother, I don't know what to see!" Huang Lao smiled proudly, this kid is a pure dick silk in all aspects of walking, eating, and talking, and he can't see the connotation of Chinese painting, which is a difficult and elegant item without decades of appreciation experience, and he can't understand it.

"Qingyuan!" Ji Ruoxi grabbed the corner of Li Qingyuan's clothes, and his heart was about to stop.

Dead old man, can you say a few words, if you want to die, no one will stop you. Miss Ji gritted her silver teeth and decided to go back today no matter what, she would bankrupt the dead old man's company.

This is a very simple landscape painting, depicted with a few strange rocks and pines and cypresses, which fell in Li Qingyuan's eyes, at most it was a good level.

No way, he's never learned these things, and if he can see that he can draw well, it's good, those famous paintings of Western abstract players, in his eyes, even kindergarten children are better than them.

"This painting ......," Li Qingyuan said.

All the melon-eating crowds, including Huang Lao, were quietly ready to wait for his tirade, and then prepared to seize the loopholes in his words to attack him.

Of course, looking at Ji Ruoxi's appearance as a little woman, one or two blows will definitely not have any impact on her, but women, it is estimated that no one will accept that the man they like is a waste.

'Tear pull' –

The eyes of the people in the courtyard almost fell off!

Li Qingyuan tore off the so-called authentic Tang Yin directly and used it to wipe his hands.

He made his hands greasy when he was eating on the table just now, and the ancient paintings are all made of water mills, and after they are stained with oil, they are wasted!

"This painting still feels a little bad for wiping hands!" Master Li disgusted and crumpled the famous painting worth hundreds of millions of dollars, threw it to the ground, and said lightly.

it!

Huang Lao almost had a cerebral hemorrhage, that was the façade he used to put on a show!

"I'll fight with you!"

is almost eighty people, and he rushed up directly to prepare to find Master Li desperately! Fortunately, the people nearby hurriedly grabbed him, otherwise with his arms and legs, it is estimated that he will fall apart if he is touched.

Besides, although Master Li's character setting definitely does not have the attribute of respecting the old and loving the young, but a slap to kill him is still a little troublesome.

"Miss Ji, what do you say you should do!" A middle-aged man in his fifties stood up from the crowd, but did not look at Li Qingyuan, but said directly to Ji Ruoxi.

He is the son of the old man, and the old man is now holding the ball of waste paper and starting to smoke.

"How much is it, I'll just pay it!" Seeing that Master Li actually controlled his emotions and no one started to kill, Ji Ruoxi's heart that had been hanging for a long time finally let go.

As for such a trivial thing as tearing up a painting, what is it!

The master didn't perform the live tearing of the living, which was already considered a blessing.