Qiu Xihua seems to have a weak and elegant appearance, but at this moment it has a posture that calms the audience.

She stared at Li Fuyao and Lin Zhiyi coldly, not hiding the disgust in her eyes.

Li Fuyao has a female companion by his side, and he is still staring at other girls, and Qiu Xihua can recognize this as a well-dressed beast at a glance.

The most ridiculous thing is that Lin Zhiyi also treats Li Fuyao as a treasure and introduces it proudly.

Compare it with Qi Feng?

No kidding, Li Fuyao can't even catch up with one ten-thousandth of Qi Feng.

Qiu Xihua really can't figure out how Qi Feng, such a majestic character, can have such an ignorant and vulgar ex-girlfriend.

After calming down, the good quality still didn't make Qiu Xihua attack, and said lightly: "I'm sorry, I like cultural relics, not antiques." ”

"Xiaofeng, let's go."

"Hmm."

Qi Feng nodded, quite surprised in his heart.

Earlier, he was looking for treasures in the mountains and rivers, and when he saw Qiu Xi Painting in the face of three experts, he knew that Qiu Xi Hua was not an ordinary girl.

But I didn't expect that the seemingly weak appearance of Qiu Xi's painting was so powerful.

Li Fu pouted his lips and said quite unpleasantly: "What is the difference between a cultural relic and an antique?" ”

"The difference is that cultural relics can be displayed here, but ordinary antiques cannot."

Qiu Xi's simple sentence suddenly made Li Fuyao choke.

What she is truly passionate about is the time-honored history and culture of the artefacts and the symbolism behind them.

Never because of their preciousness, their rarity, their collectible value.

Seeing that Li Fuyao had nothing to say, Lin Zhiyi was about to die of grievance.

Qi Feng can take a beautiful woman to disgust himself, why can't he fight back?

Moreover, isn't the autumn evening painting a little more beautiful, why do you put on a superior posture?

No, I have to get back, otherwise I won't be able to raise my head when I see Qi Feng in the future.

"Li Fuyao! Didn't you brag that you had a relationship in the museum before, why didn't you call someone to get rid of them? ”

"Forehead ......"

The corners of Li Fuyao's mouth twitched, he had something to do with the Northwest Museum, but it was not to the extent of arbitrarily driving away tourists.

Besides, this is a national museum, so how can there be no reason to drive away tourists.

Just when Lin Zhiyi was about to go crazy, two middle-aged men with good temperament walked over here.

"Uncle Li?"

Li Fu's eyes lit up and he greeted him.

The middle-aged man with glasses on the left side of the face is the one who is the 'relation' of the Northwest Museum, and is the head of the museum's security department.

This is not a simple position to manage security personnel, but rather a decision on the safety of museum artifacts.

Seeing that the big man Li Fuyao knew was coming, Lin Zhiyi suddenly seemed to regain his self-confidence, and looked at Qi Feng arrogantly.

"Xiao Li, are you also here?"

"Huh?"

Li Fuyao was stunned, didn't Uncle Li make a special trip to find him?

It seems that Uncle Li only knows that he is coming to the museum today, and the museum has many areas, and there is no reason to find this location without prior contact.

Uncle Li didn't notice the strangeness of the atmosphere, and introduced with a smile: "Brother Liang, let me introduce to you, this is Li Fuyao, the only son of Lao Li in the city, their family is not in politics, but the business is booming." ”

Li Fuyao and Lin Zhiyi were shocked when they heard this, judging from Uncle Li's words and demeanor, this 'Brother Liang' is much bigger than his identity.

Brother Liang's expression was indifferent, and he nodded slightly and bypassed Li Fuyao.

Li Fuyao approached Uncle Li and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Li, who is this?" ”

Uncle Li also lowered his voice and explained in a low voice: "This is the director of our museum, Qiu Dongliang, the girl in a wheelchair over there, I seem to have told you, Qiu Zhennan's only daughter, Qiu Xi Painting." ”

Hearing this, Li Fuyao's pupils shrank, and he suddenly felt a little afraid.

Fortunately, he didn't do anything out of the ordinary before, otherwise his life would probably be over.

Autumn Family!

In this circle of Changning City, who doesn't know?

Now the third son of the second generation of the Qiu family is all extremely loud and famous in China.

The old lady of the Qiu family has seen the founding ceremony on the wall of the Red Palace, and the old-timers recorded in the textbooks.

Nowadays, at the National Day military parade every year, almost all of them can be seen in front of the TV, but they have always been low-key, so they have not been well-known to the public in recent years.

"Second uncle, why are you here too?"

"I heard the news, so I thought I'd come and take a look."

After seeing Qiu Xihua and Qi Feng, Qiu Dongliang changed to a kind smile.

Second uncle?

In other words, this senior who makes Uncle Li respect is the uncle of Qiu Xi Painting?

Lin Zhiyi clenched his teeth, and a sense of powerlessness rose in his heart.

However, this is just a powerful autumn evening painting, and it does not mean that Qi Feng is also a character.

He's only going to be a dog!

He's only a fox!

Seeing Lin Zhiyi's expression, Li Fuyao was suddenly startled, hurriedly pressed her shoulder, and motioned for her to stop squeaking.

Lin Zhiyi was full of grievances, and angrily slapped Li Fuyao's hand away.

She was just very aggrieved and was compared to Qi Feng, and she was not a fool to offend the big guys.

Now every look in Qi Feng's eyes seems to be saying, 'Look, the girl I know now is much better than you'

Li Fuyao was a little unhappy, and he didn't bother to care about it.

Lin Zhiyi still dares to lose his temper here, obviously because he hasn't realized how much energy this girl next to Qi Feng has.

Qiu Dongliang shifted his gaze to Qi Feng and asked, "Painting, this is 'him', right?" ”

Qiu Xihua nodded, she changed her casual relationship with Qi Feng, and solemnly introduced: "Yes, this is Qi Feng, Mr. Qi." ”

As soon as these words came out, Li Fuyao and Lin Zhiyi were stunned.

Did you hear that right, Mr. Qi?

The attention of the two of them had been on Qiu Xi painting before, and they had never taken Qi Feng seriously.

"Hello, Mr. Qi! I am the director of the Northwest Museum, Qiu Dongliang, and thank you for your contribution to the study of Chinese cultural relics. ”

Qiu Dongliang smiled enthusiastically and stretched out his right hand.

If you want to talk about who is most grateful to Qi Feng, it is actually not the autumn evening painting, but his autumn pillars.

After the female historian was exhibited at the Northwest Museum, he burst into tears.

Now that he sees Qi Feng with his own eyes, he just shows it with a smile, purely because he has a strong psychological quality.

"Curator Qiu, I've admired my name for a long time."

Qi Feng nodded and smiled, reached out and shook Qiu Dongliang's hand.

Because of his love for the history of cultural relics, Qiu Dongliang had heard the name Qiu Dongliang more than once in his previous life, and he didn't expect to meet in this form.

Seeing that Qi Feng was neither humble nor arrogant, and he was not flattered at all, Lin Zhiyi was suddenly stunned.

The man in front of him who met high-level people without falling behind, is it really the Qi Feng he knows?