Chapter 143: How can it be compared

Ye Shiyu wanted to say something more, but saw the car door closed, the driver got into the car, and soon the black car drove away, leaving her standing here alone, like a fool.

Looking at this scene, Ye Shiyu's nails sank deep into the flesh, the pain in her palm made her more and more calm, she had worked hard to maintain the relationship with the Fang family for many years, and now because Ye Ran came back, it all disappeared?

Fang Feicheng said it in a high-sounding manner.

But why isn't the other Fang family using the Ye family?

Use the Ye family to wait for Ye Ran to come back as an adult, and completely tear your face with the Ye family?

Leaf dyeing ......

What if she hadn't come back?

But Ye Shiyu forgot, Ye Ran was originally a member of the Ye family, how to use it?

At this time, she and the other party, especially Ye Ran, had a strong hatred, if it weren't for her, how could she and the Fang family tear their faces?

Damn slut!!

But she knew better that there was nothing she could do at this time.

But it doesn't matter, it's a long time coming.

......

After Fang Feicheng returned home, Mrs. Han had already left, and Old Man Fang and Ye Ran were chatting about the auction of the Imperial Capital Museum this time, and the auction of the Imperial Capital Museum was very important to the other family.

The Fang family's antique shop has not been for many years, but it has only been a top spot in the imperial capital in just ten years.

This time, there are so many antique shops competing to be in charge of the auction of the Imperial Capital Museum, I don't know how many pairs of eyes are watching!

If there is a slight mistake, the Fang family will be suppressed in the antique shop, and it is even very likely to affect the Fang family.

After all, when anyone who has a certain degree of research in the antique industry has a certain family background, there are very few young people like Fang Feicheng who stand out in this kind of circle.

This time, everyone's eyes were on him.

So you can't make the slightest mistake.

Old Man Fang understands, Fang Feicheng understands, and even Li Xuewei understands.

So Li Xuewei heard that Old Man Fang asked Ye Ran to follow Fang Feicheng to experience and learn together, and suddenly felt a little entangled, although she was very grateful just now, she could see at a glance that the painting sent by Ye Shiyu was a fake painting, which avoided a crisis in the Fang family, but it did not mean that she was qualified to go to the auction of the Imperial Capital Museum this time.

After all, she is eighteen years old, and even if she knows something, she can't convince the public.

I saw that Old Man Fang looked at Ye Ran and said happily: "Dyeing and dyeing, I didn't expect you to be so talented in antique appraisal, this time you can just go to study with your cousin, and the Fang family will have to rely on the two of you in the future." ”

Ye Ran smiled lightly, "My cousin's talent in antiques is unparalleled, and I just happened to read the record of the Sui Dynasty painter Zhan Ziqian's creation of the Autumn Tour, which is a little bit of a thing." ”

Old Man Fang shook his head, "It's already amazing to be able to see and remember." ”

"This matter is so decided, this time you are responsible for it with your cousin, you ......"

Li Xuewei heard this on the side, so she hurriedly said: "Dad, dyeing and dyeing is still too young, it's okay to let her follow Fei Cheng's experience, but let her be responsible with Fei Cheng, I'm afraid it's still not okay, right?"

When Old Man Fang heard this, his face sank, "She can't do it, can you?"

After speaking, Old Man Fang stared at her: "Hasn't the incident just now taught you a lesson, then it is your son, do you have to trap him?"

Li Xuewei immediately shook her head: "Dad, why do I think so?"

"Fei Cheng is my son, I love him too late, I am also in a hurry this time, I heard that the first pavilion of Fei Cheng lacks ancient paintings, the poem said that I bought the Sui Dynasty painter Zhan Ziqian created the autumn picture, I checked it and was very famous, I thought she would send it over to see, but where would I think this is a fake, I really didn't think of it. ”

Old Man Fang stared at her coldly: "What can you think of in that brain?"

Li Xuewei's face was aggrieved, "Dad......"

Old Man Fang turned his head and said coldly, "This matter is settled. ”

Li Xuewei thought of the antique shop of Fei Cheng, took a deep breath, didn't care about anything else, and said again: "Dad, it's not that I don't agree to let the dyeing and dyeing gang Fei Cheng, it's just that she is really too young, and she is an artist, so busy with work, she may not be free, right?"

After speaking, Li Xuewei looked at Ye Ran and looked at her expectantly, hoping that she would be able to refuse a little interestingly.

But Ye Ran didn't even look at her, just looked at Old Man Fang, "Everything is up to grandpa." ”

Li Xuewei: "............"

She was so angry that she almost vomited blood, this dead girl was really as annoying as her mother.

Is it that she doesn't want to treat her as a relative?

It's this dead girl who is ignorant and angry everywhere!

The more Li Xuewei thought about it, the more angry she became, but looking at Old Man Fang's cold appearance, she didn't dare to say anything, so she could only stand up angrily and leave directly.

Fang Feicheng looked at this scene, his face softened a lot, although his mother didn't have any brains, but in the end, she still knew what she was afraid of, thinking about the resentment in her heart at this time.

As soon as Li Xuewei left the dining room, she saw Fang Feicheng standing in the living room, with a look of grievance: "Feicheng ......"

Fang Feicheng came back to his senses, "What's wrong??"

Li Xuewei looked at the distance and glared at him, but she still didn't dare to speak up, she just pulled Fang Feicheng to the door and said, "What are you pretending to be stupid, I don't believe you didn't see it." ”

Fang Feicheng said: "Mom, don't you know grandpa, will he joke about the way, besides, today, the Sui Dynasty painter Zhan Ziqian created a picture of You Qiu, dyeing and dyeing shows his strength, what are you afraid of?"

Li Xuewei said aggrievedly: "Isn't she too young?"

Fang Feicheng shook his head: "The problem of young age, the seventeen-year-old scientists reported by the media before are also very young, but they are still very powerful." ”

Li Xue blurted out slightly: "How can dyeing and dyeing be compared with others?"

Fang Feicheng's eyes sank, and he looked at Li Xuewei a little coldly, "Mom, I'm telling you that this is not a comparison, it's telling you that being young is not a problem, besides, there is a specialization in the art industry, and people can't be compared in interlaced rows." ”

Li Xuewei looked at her son's cold appearance, and knew that what she said just now was not suitable, so she just whispered: "Am I not worried about you?"

Fang Feicheng looked at her, "What do I have to worry about, or do you think that dyeing will harm me, if it will harm me, why would you point out that the ancient paintings sent by Ye Shiyu are fake?"

Li Xue was slightly stunned, and there was some truth in saying this.

And Fang Feicheng thought of what he had just said to Ye Shiyu, he said, "Mom, come here, it just so happens that I have something to tell my grandfather, but it's mainly for you." ”