A few hours ago, the Gu family.
The rich second-generation teenagers were quite surprised to learn that the painting Qi Linqing sent was genuine.
He can produce millions of paintings, but he still rides a shared bicycle?
"Qi Linqing's ideological realm is different from ours." Gu Demao said with emotion:
"He has a strong environmental awareness."
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When Tang Quan learned that the painting had been taken away by Qi Linqing, his expression was so depressed that water could drip out.
Professor Yan at the side didn't know what was going on, so he asked in a low voice what was going on.
Tang Quan explained what happened with a sullen face, and sighed:
"The kid from the Qi family is probably angry."
Professor Yan: "He probably doesn't know the value of this painting?"
Tang Quan also nodded, "Yes, otherwise he would definitely not give it away casually."
If this is really the work of Fu Yixudai, the saint of painting, then the teenager who trampled on the painting today is a sinner through the ages.
Tang Quan was so angry that he pointed at the teenagers and yelled: "Do you have any brains?! Do you know how much that painting costs?"
The rich second generations present were a little dissatisfied.
Although they didn't expect Qi Linqing to send a real painting, in their opinion, a few million is not a big money.
Especially Jiang Bai, who runs a hotel chain at home, yelled: "It's not that I can't afford it..."
Tang Quan sneered and said, "You really can't afford it."
This time, not only Jiang Bai, but other rich second-generation teenagers couldn't hold it anymore, and said one after another:
"You report the number, how much is it for stepping on it?"
"Isn't it just a painting, you can't afford it like I am? Believe it or not, I will buy one tomorrow to pad the corner of the table!"
Tang Quan felt a little sad for this group of young people with prominent family background but no brains.
Although he is still not sure that the painting is Fu Yi's work, he can't help but want to kill the spirit of these foolish boys.
Tang Quan: "That's the work of Fu Yi, the saint of painting. Do you know Fu Yi? If you don't know, go to Baidu yourself! His "Ten Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" is collected in the Palace Museum, which is a priceless treasure. In the past, the Eight-Power Allied Forces fought for this painting. Even fight."
The teenagers immediately took out their mobile phones to search, and found that Fu Yi's Baidu Encyclopedia really existed.
[Fu Yi: Born in 688 AD, died in 716, a famous painter and calligrapher in Tang Dynasty. History honors him as a saint of painting.
His apprentice is Liang Luoduan, a famous statesman and national teacher of the Taolue family.]
They stared at the entry for a moment, but didn't know what was going on.
Tang Quan went on to say: "There are not many handed down works of Fu Yi. But two years ago, a landscape painting of his early years was sold for a sky-high price of 500 million in Hong Kong. I will give you a discount. Let's count it as a footprint of 50 million. Can you afford it?"
The teenagers looked pale and were speechless.
The scene was extremely quiet for a moment.
Fifty million?
This TM must flow RMB from the faucet at home.
Even if the family can come up with this money, it is impossible for them to wipe their ass.
In the end, Gu Demao came out to smooth things over, and the embarrassing situation was eased.
After all, today is his birthday, so it is impossible to cause too much embarrassment.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Tang."
Gu Demao said sincerely: "I will formally apologize to Qi Linqing for everyone next week, do you think it will work?"
Tang Quan's face softened slightly, "Yes."
But his next words revealed his true purpose:
"Remember to build a good relationship with them. Professor Yan and I want to study this painting carefully with our own eyes."
Professor Yan also nodded in agreement.
After talking for a long time, it turned out that Tang Quan was looking for an opportunity to look at this painting again.
Gu Demao: "..."
It suddenly dawned on me: the tool man was myself.
at the same time.
It was almost early morning when Qi Linqing returned home.
He got out of the car and looked up, the villa was brightly lit.
When he entered the room, the family of three sitting on the sofa raised their heads in unison.
It looked as if they were prepared to hold a meeting.
Qi Linqing: "Aren't you sleeping?"
Qi Hui coughed lightly.
Yan Qiongfang smiled awkwardly and said, "Lele is already asleep. We are waiting for you and want to chat with you."
Qi Linqing was a little tired and said, "Let's talk tomorrow."
He is tired now and wants to rest.
Before his parents could speak, Qi Yingjun couldn't help asking him:
"I heard that you missed two ancient paintings?"
"Yeah." He replied.
Hearing the other party's confession, Qi Yingjun felt the reality of a dream come true.
But Qi Hui and Yan Qiongfang were taken aback when they heard this.
This kid is very lucky, right
Qi Yingjun knew that his younger brother loved money very much. Since his credit card was blocked, Qi Linqing has become a frequent visitor to the lottery shop, fantasizing about getting rich overnight every day.
Unexpectedly, this time, the other party actually stepped on dog shit and had a big luck, and it really succeeded.
Qiao Zhou said that the combined value of those two ancient paintings is estimated to be nearly ten million...
Qi Yingjun's lips moved up and down, and he said dryly:
"Uncle Qiao Zhou said that he would send back the painting you gave him in two days."
Qi Linqing: "Huh?"
Qi Yingjun: "He said that the painting is too expensive and cannot accept your kindness."
At this time, Yan Qiongfang couldn't help but said, "Linqing, why did you just give away this million-dollar painting?"
Although he is the uncle of the family, he can't give it away without blinking his eyes!
Qi Linqing: "He helped me, so I'll give it to him."
Qi Hui, Yan Qiongfang and Qi Yingjun were all in disbelief when they heard the words.
When the child was first adopted back to Qi's family, he had a very calculating personality. Especially when it comes to money, she is very sensitive and always compares with Qi Lele.
They actually hated him a little bit.
As a result, Qiao Zhou doesn't seem to be doing him much favor now, is he going to give away a million-dollar painting
He was obviously not this kind of person before!