January flies by.
A few days ago, Han Chunming suddenly sent an invitation to a banquet for relatives, friends, and neighbors. It was mysterious and he didn't explain why. When someone asked, he smiled and said nothing, "You'll know in a few days." .”
It makes people confused and itchy.
Only a few people really knew what Han Chunming was going to do.
Qian Wen knew that Han Chunming just wanted to share his joy with everyone, so that everyone could share with him the happiness he had accumulated over the years.
Han Chunming also invited Qian Wen to announce the gratifying news with him.
Qian Wen shook his head and refused with a smile. He didn't like to be in the limelight very much, and his identity did not allow him to be too public. The more low-key the better. Now Qian's Group has become a behemoth, with investments at home and abroad. , built a factory, and with his foresight, he was also outstanding in academic aspects. He led doctoral students, published academic papers, published books, and participated in seminars on laws and regulations that guided the direction of society, and he was full of talents.
He no longer needs to show himself, now he just needs to be stable.
Seeing that he declined, Han Chunming was still a little regretful. The two of them built the museum together, and they were sitting across from each other. They announced it together at the banquet, which was a good story.
Qian Wen, "I didn't ask you to announce it together. It's just that you can come here because of the limelight."
Han Chunming still said a little wistfully, "I know, I know, the honorary vice president, the famous Professor Qian."
Qian Wen laughed angrily and poked at Han Chunming's numbness. Han Chunming crossed his arms and grinned, "Hiss~"
"He's quite good at crowding out people." Qian Wen raised his hand again.
Han Chunming hurriedly raised his hands and surrendered, "Say things, tell things." He muttered in his heart, "A gentleman will not fight with a reckless man."
Cheng Jianjun’s experiences over the years are vivid in his mind. Amen, praying to the cross.
Cheng Jianjun, "Don't talk about me!"
After the matter was settled, a banquet was held at Qian Wen's Nanbo Bay Hotel, a street away from Han Chunming's Yaxuan Museum.
On that day, the invited guests came to the hotel one after another.
Qian Wen's youngest daughter Qian Shudao and Han Chunming's eldest daughter Han Sile, with beauties on the left and right, supported the old man and walked to the hotel.
Han Chunming, who was waiting eagerly at the door of the hotel, arrived early and hurriedly greeted him, "Master."
The old man smiled and said, "What's the matter, such a big battle?"
Han Chunming looked at Qian Wen who was following behind him and asked curiously, "Didn't Qian Wen tell you?"
It shouldn't be. You must know that Qian Wen is responsive to the old man's requests. He doesn't expect to be able to hide it from the old man, although he really wants to give the master a surprise.
Mr. Guan tapped the cane on the ground lightly and said with a smile, "He is also mysterious, so I didn't ask."
Han Chunming was overjoyed. He didn't know how good it was. He felt surprised after a while, "Good thing, happy thing."
"Okay, I'll wait for good things, happy events." Mr. Guan stroked his white beard and walked into the hotel.
Qian Wen asked his wife Guan Xiaoguan to take their son to go first, and stayed with Han Chunming. He looked at the guests arriving one after another with invitations, smiled and said to Han Chunming, "Are you all ready?"
"Everything is fine." Han Chunming said confidently. He had been preparing for this day for decades. Even his wife Su Meng asked him to keep it a secret. How could something go wrong?
Qian Wen nodded, "If there's no way for me to help, I'll go in."
Han Chunming said, "Let's go together. I will pick up the old man, and the others will have someone to receive them and guide them."
Qian Wen and Han Chunming walked to the banquet hall prepared in the hotel.
Although the two museums opened at the same time today, the guests today were only Han Chunming's relatives, friends, neighbors, and some partners. Qian Wen did not invite any of them. His network of relationships is really complicated. .
He is the foil this time, and he built this museum firstly for sentimental reasons, and secondly because he wanted to surprise the old man, and he didn't want to promote anything for himself.
Even the museum is under the name of Qian Wen's private archaeological research institute in order to reduce trouble.
After all, he was moving someone else's 'historical artwork' back home. Although he followed the legal procedures, he still exercised all the caution and avoidance measures that should be taken.
Stability means stability!
There were a lot of guests here today, and Han Chunming was also a well-known business figure.
Qian Wen greeted Yang Huajian, Mao Tutu, Li Xu and other classmates, then smiled and waved his hands, and sat down at the children's table.
Yang Huajian and others were stunned, his wife Guan Xiaoguan shook her head helplessly, and Han Chunming pretended not to see it.
"Hey, Mr. Qian, you must be sitting in the wrong place." Mr. Guan, who was sitting at the first table, was talking to Mr. Qian and smiled when he saw Qian Wen.
"Yes, the children's table can be full." Qian Wen raised his eyebrows.
Broken hour laughed heartily.
The children's table staff included three from Qian Wen's family, two from Han Chunming's family, one from Li Chengtao's family, and several children from other guest families.
During the conversation, the banquet began. Of course, Han Chunming was the one supporting the Han Chunming team. Under the teasing of Yang Huajian and other old friends, Han Chunming and his wife Su Meng played the song "The Shy Rose Blooms Quietly". .
The piano was sweet, the singing was moving, and the song warmed up the audience and made everyone present smile.
At the end of the song, Han Chunming officially shared his joy with everyone and the purpose of entertaining everyone today.
Han Chunming looked at Qian Wen, "Today is the grand opening of my Yaxuan Museum and Qian Wen's Four Seasons Museum.
After eating for a while, everyone is invited to have a long eye. "
Amid everyone's surprised and astonished eyes, Qian Wen stood up, smiled in response to Han Chunming's words, and then waved to the manager, "Serve the food."
But everyone's surprise did not end. The name of the museum was not new, but the private museum was new. They all looked at Qian Wen and Han Chunming, with looks in their eyes that seemed to say, "You rich people's toys are all like this." Are you having fun?"
"Dad, when did you have a museum? Why didn't I know?" Baby daughter Qian Shudao asked curiously, holding Qian Wen's arm.
Qian Wen scratched the bridge of his baby daughter's nose and said with a smile, "It was just built."
There was also a circle of people surrounding Han Chunming, asking curiously.
Mr. Guan's eyes flickered, "Museum?"
Guan's father, Guan's mother and uncle Su Meng's eyes were changing, and they secretly marveled at their generosity.
It was just right, they were full of wine and food. After Han Chunming's announcement, everyone was already itchy and curious.
After taking the shuttle bus arranged early in the morning, everyone arrived at the museum.
Looking up, you can see two buildings with very different shapes.
"This is my Yaxuan Museum." Han Chunming turned and pointed to the other side, across the road, "That is Qian Wen's Four Seasons Museum."
Han Chunming's Yaxuan Museum is quite satisfactory and stable, while Qian Wen's four-season fashion sense is so impressive that it makes people look at it without stopping to take a closer look.
Right now, there are curious people in front of the museum, asking where this is.
Qian Wen's museum occupies an area of 13,000 square meters, with several tall buildings erected at random. It is composed of floor-to-ceiling glass windows and granite wall exteriors. It has cost hundreds of millions to build an art palace, giving people a visual fashion feast. It is also simple, restrained, calm and steady.
Han Chunming looked at the crowd and said, "My museum displays old objects handed down from our ancestors.
As for Qian Wen..."
Qian Wen caught Han Chunming's look, looked at his private museum not far away, and said with a smile, "My museum mainly displays 'historical artworks' from foreign countries."
The old man and the broken man raised their eyebrows and caught the word, "Overseas countries?"
Qian Wen smiled and nodded, "For the appreciation of the Chinese people."
Han Chunming took a breath of cold air and looked at Qian Wen with bright eyes, "No wonder you are so mysterious. You turned out to be more aggressive in this area."
He thought he was arrogant enough, but he didn't expect that his friend was even more arrogant and went directly overseas.
This is not to mention the other party's Wanbao Pavilion in Panjiayuan and the things collected by the cultural relics collection team that traveled all over the country for so many years.
Thinking of this, Han Chunming was frightened.
"Let's visit Chunming's museum first. Let him make some suggestions first. Chunming doesn't mind."
Everyone walked into the museum out of curiosity, stepping on the red firecracker fragments on the ground and the smell of sulfur in the air.
Two words, 'elegant'!
Let everyone be dazzled and dazzled.
Ancient jades, famous calligraphy paintings from the Tang, Song, Yuan and Ming dynasties, Song and Yuan ceramics, enamels, lacquerware, gold and silverware, bamboo and wood ivory horns, gold and bronze religious statues, as well as clothing, materials and furniture from past dynasties, etc.
It can be seen that Han Chunming has deep care and love for old objects.
"This is a Mingfa pot with human figures." Mr. Guan recognized it at a glance, his eyes full of love.
The exhibition cabinets display the Mingfa jars with human figures. The convex lines on the jar body are carefully outlined, forming a three-dimensional pattern of concave, flat and convex. The works have both neat pattern characteristics and traditional painting effects, which complement each other. So beautiful.
"This is a red-glazed plum vase." Broken Hou's eyes were resting on the glass display cabinet.
It can be seen that he likes this object.
"A bowl with brightly colored dragon and phoenix patterns."
"Ming Dynasty Wanli carved double dragon pattern small box."
"Pure bamboo carvings, pine trees and water."
"Qinghuanghuali Boguge."
The nine admirals, Mr. Guan and Bao Pohou, became interested and talked as they walked and got to know each other.
They were both in a state of excitement and excitement. Both of them were people who loved old things. Now that they saw so many rare and exquisite items in front of them, there was no way they could be calm.
Uncle Su Meng heard the sound and pulled Su Meng. Su Meng turned around and whispered, "What's the matter, uncle?"
"This...are these things really from Chunming?" Uncle Su Meng stuttered. If they are really all from Chunming, how much does it cost?
Judging from the prices at this year's spring auction in Xiangjiang, this is a treasure trove.
He couldn't help but his eyes flashed green and his mouth watered.
He also consciously collected some gold from troubled times and antiques from prosperous times, but compared with this, they were just a drop in the bucket.
Su Meng knew her uncle too well and directly interrupted the other party's random thoughts, "These are Chunming's treasures, so don't make any decisions."
Uncle Su Meng said sarcastically, "No way, Xiaomeng, look at this piece of porcelain, which can be sold for at least hundreds of thousands in Xiangjiang..."
Su Meng interrupted directly, "Stop talking, I don't care. I have an agreement with Chunming. I will not interfere with his old things. Uncle, you don't want me to break my promise."
"Whatever you break your promise to others, we are both husband and wife. Isn't Chunming's yours? It's still a promise." Uncle Su Meng didn't like to hear this.
"Take care of yourself, Chunming only has this hobby." Su Meng rolled her eyes at her uncle, supported her mother-in-law, and followed Han Chunming with a smile.
After so many years, they are almost 50 years old. They have had small fights and small tempers. They should have worked together long ago. No one has any secrets between them. Han Chunming and Su Meng's relationship is very stable.
Qian Wenxiao glanced here. Over the years, he has been a trash can for the two of them.
Maybe he had mediated their relationship. Whenever the couple had any disagreements, they liked to ask Qian Wen to be the mediator.
Qian Wenshi, on the other hand, is in harmony with Xini and does not commit any issues of principle. There is no right or wrong between husband and wife. Once they have a serious fight, it is over. With Qian Wenshi and Xini, Han Chunming and his wife both love each other deeply. It’s hard to think about life without stability.
Qian Wen stepped forward and patted Uncle Su Meng on the shoulder. Uncle Su Meng turned his head in confusion and when he saw it was Qian Wen, he subconsciously lowered his head and said in a businessmanlike manner, "Director Qian...Professor."
"You're welcome, just call me Xiao Qian." Qian Wen said with a smile.
Uncle Su Meng didn't take his polite words seriously, because after he learned about Qian Wen's worth, he wanted to visit and make friends several times, but failed. Su Meng was the bridge between the two, and he was neither salty nor cool. How could Uncle Su Meng really call Qian Wen Xiaoqian? The price gap between the two was too big.
"Professor Qian, are you looking for me?" Uncle Su Meng asked doubtfully. The two of them had basically no contact with each other.
"It's okay. I just heard from Xiaoguan that my father-in-law and mother-in-law have been trading antiques with you recently?" Qian Wen asked with a smile.
Uncle Su Meng didn't understand what Qian Wen meant, so he nodded and said, "Yes, collect some antiques and bring them to Xiangjiang to make a profit."
Qian Wenhan smiled and said, "It's a good deal."
Uncle Su Meng's eyes lit up, he looked thoughtfully at Qian Wen, and said excitedly, "Professor Qian also wants to..."
Qian Wen shook his head, "I have no idea, I just want to give you a piece of advice. This trip is too deep and you can't control it. It's better to get out this morning."
As for Guan Fu, Guan Mu and Uncle Su Meng, they are dissatisfied and have half a bottle of antique knowledge. In the current era when antique technology is on the rise, they should stop playing for fear of losing everything.
Uncle Su Meng's face froze for a moment, looking a little ugly, but he quickly hid it and said with a forced smile, "I will consider it."
After saying that, Uncle Su Meng didn't want to get close to Qian Wentao. He was also a temperamental person and walked away quickly.
Qian Wen smiled nonchalantly and said softly, "Good words can't persuade a damned person."
Guan's parents and Guan's parents have money and have been suppressing it, but they can't afford to make any extravagance. They also have a lot of money, and they can't get much compensation, so they just pay tuition fees.
But Uncle Su Meng thought it was because the economy had just opened up. He had a little money in his hands and was very stubborn. He looked at Han Chunming and Su Meng's face, and this matter had something to do with Guan's father and Guan's mother. , just a reminder, there’s nothing you can do if you don’t listen to him.
Once the compensation is over, you will naturally live in peace.
Just like his current attitude towards caring for his father and mother, as long as he doesn't delay the work of the nursing home and fully supports the old man, you can do anything. Just waste the few money and you will naturally live in peace.
Playing antiques in the millennium is like picking stocks. It looks prosperous, but if you are not careful, you will lose everything and make you want to cry.
Qian Wen followed and fed the old man Suxiao Jiuxin Pills. How old could he be to have such ups and downs in his mood? Children from several families walked around the museum and looked at them, appreciating the collections of their biological fathers or godfathers.
With fathers and elders like the old man, Han Chunming, and Qian Wen, they are too embarrassed to go out without a few brushes.
“It’s really a feast of antiques with endless aftertaste.”
Not long ago, Mr. Guan and Bao Pohou came back to their senses, still wanting to know more.
Qian Wen smiled and said, "How about evaluating the feasts from foreign countries?"
Code the next chapter overnight
(End of chapter)
