Zhao Cheng nodded solemnly.

"I painted this painting, I am Zhao Cheng, the boss of Zhao Yuxuan, and this is my wife Song Qing." Zhao Cheng said and took Song Qing's hand to introduce.

Receiving an accurate answer, the old man fell silent.

There is a saying that is right, there are talented people in the country.

It feels so unreal, this is the most real portrayal of his mood at this moment

The old man glanced at Zhao Cheng, then turned his head to look at the painting in front of him. It was indeed Zhao Cheng who stamped it on it, and before, he thought that maybe it was painted by someone about his age.

But I never thought that the other party would be a young man, and it was painted by Zhao Yuxuan's boss himself.

Song glanced at the old man in front of him.

Looking at the skeptical look on his face, Song Qing couldn't help laughing.

"Old man, it's our honor that you can like it, this painting is indeed painted by my husband Zhao Cheng, speaking of which, we happen to have the same name as the prime minister and his wife in history, isn't it quite fateful. Actually, my parents' generation were TV fans, so that's how we got our name. Isn't it because of this name that we have a chance to come together. ”

That's right, she's talking serious nonsense.

After everyone heard it, no one thought that Song Qing was lying, but couldn't help but sigh that the love between the two of them was quite romantic.

After all, there are really a lot of parents in this society who want their sons to become Chan. So when I searched on the Internet, there were a lot of people named Zhao Cheng and Zhao Yu, up to seventy or eighty years old, down to one or two years old.

Therefore, it is really not unusual for Zhaocheng Song Qing to also call this name now.

After listening to Song Qing's words, someone in the crowd couldn't help but say something curiously.

"Didn't you notice? This is Zhao Yuxuan. This means that the son of Mr. Zhao and his wife is Zhao Yu, oops, this is too romantic. ”

"Yes, I found out too, it's really like this, I feel like I can't explain what happened to eating dog food."

Listening to the whispering voices of the people next to him, Song took Zhao Cheng's hand generously.

"Yes! We thought, anyway, the two of us have the same name as the big guy, so it's better to have a son. Just listening to it is a family haha. ”

Song chuckled and answered generously, but the ghost knew that the palm of her hand holding Zhao Cheng was sweating.

What a weak heart!

This is the legendary nonsense with open eyes.

Zhao Cheng listened to Song Qinggui's tuckering, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a trace of arc.

After recovering from his trance, the old man couldn't help but glance Zhao Cheng up and down.

Looking at Zhao Cheng, I really like how I like it.

If it weren't for the fact that Zhao Cheng already had Song Qing by his side at this time, maybe he would have been thinking about how to draw the red line for his granddaughter by now.

This is the perfect candidate for his grandson-in-law in his mind.

Looking at Zhao Cheng, Xiao Rui signed a sincere compliment.

"Young man, so talented."

In a simple word, without any moisture, he is genuinely praised.

Zhao Cheng's level is beyond his reach.

After listening to the old man's words, Zhao Cheng's expression did not change, and he nodded lightly.

"Thank you."

The old man looked at the words and asked again.

"Is this painting really not for sale?"

Zhao Cheng shook his head.

"No, although this painting is not for sale, I can give the old man a calligraphy and painting for free."

Song chuckled and nodded.

"Yes, we just opened today? Old gentleman, you are willing to pay a high price to buy, you are the first customer of our Zhao Yuxuan after the opening? So since the old gentleman likes my husband's calligraphy and painting? Then we will give you a free pair, I hope you like it. ”

Song Qing is naturally not a stupid person? I quickly understood Zhao Cheng's intentions.

Zhao Cheng was a traitor in ancient times? Now that I'm here, I still need to say that it's a profiteer.

As the saying goes, if you can't bear the child, you can't catch the wolf, since this old man can see that this is a real thing, naturally not an ordinary person? So this painting is in his hands, and it can definitely bring back a few big customers for Zhao Yuxuan.

Sure enough, it was his wife who knew him best

Zhao Cheng glanced at Song Qing, waved his hand and commanded the assistant.

"Chen Wen? Take someone to my office and take down the calligraphy and painting and give it to this old gentleman. ”

Chen Wen, who was standing not far away, nodded respectfully after hearing this.

"Yes boss, I'll go now."

Hearing that Zhao Cheng was going to give him calligraphy and painting, the old man actually felt flattered.

Yes, he clearly understood how precious Zhao Cheng's calligraphy and paintings were.

Xiao Ruiqi has dedicated his life to calligraphy and painting, and his calligraphy and painting are hard to find, but compared with this young man's calligraphy and painting? His accomplishments are really nothing.

Even if Zhao Cheng is not well-known in the calligraphy and painting world now, he is sure that it will not be long before this young man's calligraphy and painting will be hard to find.

This young man is very energetic, and he likes it.

Xiao Ruiqi reached out and patted Zhao Cheng on the shoulder.

"Young man, you're very good, so you're welcome to paint me? When I go back, the old man will definitely help you publicize it. ”

Song Qing knew that this was definitely not just talking.

That's investing.

Saying? After staying with Zhao Cheng and Zhao Cheng for a long time, has this IQ increased a little?

Pull in potential customers? Song Qing is naturally in a good mood.

For Song Qing, Zhao Cheng is his husband? Zhao Yu is her son? That Zhao Yuxuan is now his own industry.

Therefore, Zhao Cheng's career is thriving, and Song Qing is naturally happy.

Sure enough, it didn't take a while? I saw Chen Wen walking over carrying a pair of calligraphy and paintings one meter long and two meters wide.

"Boss, I got the calligraphy and paintings."

At the first glance of the calligraphy and painting, Xiao Ruiqi's eyes lit up, and with a magnifying glass, his heart fell on the painting.

It is a picture of smoke and rain, breeze and drizzle, with hazy beauty, at a glance the country is picturesque, prosperous and prosperous.

The style of painting is very atmospheric, and even those who don't know how to do it can see that this painting is indeed a good painting.

Xiao Rui signed and touched the painting, that is really like it.

"Good, good painting, lifelike, seriously, if it weren't for this ink so new, this rice paper so new, just looking at this style font, I really thought it was an antique."

Song laughed dryly after hearing this.

It's really hard for this old man.

She actually really wanted to say something, that is, it was drawn by Zhao Chengxiang himself.

There is no doubt about it, the authenticity of the absolute handiwork.

It's just that who could have imagined that the big guy in history was standing in front of them at this moment.

Xiao Ruiqi naturally didn't know Song Qing's thoughts. At this time, he looked at the painting and liked it.

The first reaction when I got the painting was to hurry back and invite old friends to have tea and appreciate it by the way.

"I like this painting so much that I accept it unceremoniously."

Yes, this style font can be fake.

Therefore, if Zhao Cheng's painting is seen by a few of his old friends, he will definitely study it all night.

Don't think about it, a few of his old friends are afraid that they will also have the same confusion as before.

Thinking of this, the old man smiled happily and stretched out his hand to carry the painting, and after greeting Zhao Cheng and them, he left in a hurry.