There were no words all the way back to Olin Spring's villa.
Sun Yiren got out of the car, opened the door of the villa, and went up to the second floor.
Qin Sanfu followed, not asking for trouble.
The next morning.
Sun Yiren was processing documents when the cell phone next to her suddenly rang.
After taking a look at the caller ID, Sun Yiren frowned slightly.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally answered the phone, "Hello!"
"Yiren, will I come to the company to pick you up later?"
Yuan Zhi's voice came from the mobile phone.
"Why pick me up?" Sun Yiren was confused.
“The exhibition of Master Mandel’s paintings is today.”
Sun Yiren frowned before remembering this matter.
Yuan Zhi's voice came again, "I heard that you have always wanted to expand your business to Suizhou. Mr. Zheng from Suizhou Tianlan Group will also participate in the art exhibition today. I think this is a good opportunity."
Sun Yiren, who had originally planned to make up a reason to refuse, heard this and had a thoughtful expression on her face, then nodded.
"Okay, there's no need to pick me up. I'll drive there myself."
"correct."
Yuan Zhi added: "Mr. Zheng is a person who likes painting very much, so when you come, Yiren, try not to let people who don't know how to draw follow you. If you make a joke, it may arouse Mr. Zheng's resentment."
The meaning of Yuan Zhi's words is very obvious, that is, don't take Qin Sanfu with you.
Sun Yiren did not answer this question and hung up the phone after a few perfunctory words.
Sun Yiren opened the address book, looked at Qin Sanfu's number, thought about it, and finally didn't call it.
Sun Yiren knew very well why Qin Sanfu grabbed the tickets that day. If he went with Qin Sanfu today, Yuan Zhi would inevitably go to find Qin Sanfu, which would only make it even more difficult for Qin Sanfu to step down.
Thinking of this, Sun Yiren called Yang Yun, "Yun'er, if you are free, come with me to an art exhibition."
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Online car hailing.
Qin Sanfu sat in the back row, looking at the new company data report in front of him.
Liu Quansheng looked straight ahead and concentrated on driving.
There is no destination, just going in circles along the road.
This report is very complicated, and Liu Quansheng spent a lot of effort to build momentum for the new company. Even if Sun Yiren came to read it, it would take at least half a day to understand it word for word.
But for Qin Sanfu, this is not a difficult problem.
Qin Sanfu spent half an hour reading these data reports, and then put them aside, "Not bad, very detailed. A company should have contacted us, right?"
"right."
Liu Quansheng nodded, "Tianlan Group in Suizhou is very interested and is already in contact with us."
Qin Sanfu nodded, "Very good, let it dry for now and ignore it."
Just as he was talking, Qin Sanfu's cell phone rang, and it was Yang Yun calling.
"Qin Sanfu, where are you?"
Qin Sanfu replied: "Wandering around outside, what's wrong?"
Yang Yun lowered his voice, "Can you come and talk about the art exhibition in the cultural and sports hall? I think it's a bit strange today, Yiren and I are both here."
Only then did Qin Sanfu remember the art exhibition. The tickets he had snatched from Yuan Zhi before were given to Sun Yiren when Qin Sanfu returned home.
After hanging up the phone, Qin Sanfu made a call, "Get me a ticket for the Mandel exhibition."
After speaking, Liu Quansheng was asked to drive to the sports center.
When Qin Sanfu arrived at the sports hall, he saw an old man with blond hair and blue eyes standing at the door of the sports hall looking around.
There is also a poster of the old man on the electronic screen of the cultural and sports hall. This is the famous contemporary painter Mandel.
Mandel, who was looking back and forth, ran over quickly after seeing Qin Sanfu's figure.
"Are you Mr. Qin?"
Qin Sanfu nodded, "It's me!"
Mandel looked flattering and said, "Mr. Qin, I just received a call half an hour ago that you will attend the art exhibition, so I came to greet you. Because I didn't know your exact location, I missed you from a distance. Please forgive me."
Among the general population, the word "missing a distant welcome" is just a courtesy.
But when Mandel said it now, he really meant it.
Although he didn't know the identity of the man in front of him, the person who called him to inform him was a terrifying person.
Qin Sanfu said: "Just act normal, give me a ticket, and you can do your business."
"yes."
Mandel bowed and said, "Mr. Qin, if you need anything, just ask."
After speaking, Mandel gave Qin Sanfu an identity card and left.
At the same time, in the hall of the cultural and sports hall.
"My dear, Mr. Zheng has loved paintings all his life, but today he came all the way here not for Master Mandel's oil painting, but for an ink painting."
Today's art exhibition will not only include Mandel's oil paintings, but also some ink paintings collected by Mandel.
Mr. Zheng of Tianlan Group, whose name is Zheng Hu, is holding a scroll in his hand and standing in front of a glass cabinet, concentrating on admiring the paintings inside.
Inside is a picture of plum blossoms, by Tang Bohu.
Zheng Hu is in his fifties, wearing a suit and leather shoes, and even his hair is meticulously combed. This shows that he attaches great importance to the art exhibition. At this time, he looked at the plum blossom picture in the glass cabinet, and his brows became more and more frowned.
Sun Yiren and Yuan Zhi stood aside, while Yang Yun, who came with Sun Yiren, looked east and west.
Unlike Sun Yiren who loves music and paintings, Yang Yun has practiced martial arts since childhood and is a typical rough person. No matter how expensive the paintings are, they are all the same in her eyes.
Zheng Hu, who was looking at the painting, suddenly turned around and asked Sun Yi and Yuan Zhi: "Miss Sun, Mr. Yuan, what do you think of this plum blossom painting?"
Just as Sun Yiren was about to speak, Yuan Zhi rushed to say: "This plum blossom picture was made by Tang Bohu. Tang Bohu's painting brush is special, and it is unforgettable at a glance. Looking at the outline of the painting, it is rich and vigorous without losing the beauty of femininity. It is a high-quality painting." "
Zheng Hu was silent for a moment and then asked: "Miss Sun, what do you think?"
Sun Yiren held her chin with one hand, "I don't know why, I feel that this painting is a bit strange, but I can't tell what is strange about it."
"That's right."
Zheng Hu nodded, "Look at this picture in my hand."
After saying that, Zheng Hu opened the scroll in his hand and saw another picture of plum blossoms!
It’s exactly the same as the one with the glass cabinet!
Two pictures of Tang Bohu’s plum blossoms!
If someone else comes up with a picture of plum blossoms at this time, they will definitely say it is a fake.
But now it is Zheng Hu who is painting. Who doesn’t know in the business world that Zheng Hu is an expert in collecting. It is impossible for such a person to collect fakes, and there is no chance of fakes appearing. How could he bring out a fake!
Yuan Zhi was stunned, "Why are there two pictures of plum blossoms?"
As we all know, there is only one plum blossom painting by Tang Bohu, and one of the two paintings must be a fake.
But the owner of the two paintings, one is Master Mandel, the most famous contemporary painter. Although he is good at oil painting, the ink painting belongs to Master Mandel's collection and cannot be a fake.
However, the ones collected by Zheng Hu cannot be fakes!
Zheng Hu said to Sun Yiren: "Miss Sun, I haven't been in the mood to think about the cooperation you just mentioned. Two months ago, after I heard that Master Mandel's painting exhibition had plum blossoms, I have been very hesitant and asked everywhere for confirmation. I visited many ink painting masters and came to the conclusion that the painting I have is authentic.”
At this point, Zheng Hu changed the subject and looked at the plum blossom picture in the glass cabinet.
"But this one, many ink painting masters have also confirmed that it is the original work of Tang Bohu. It is impossible for there to be two authentic paintings in the world. You two are also people who understand painting. I wonder if you can see anything?"
Yuan Zhi remained silent. He only knew a little bit about it. As for distinguishing authenticity, his level was still far behind.
To put it bluntly, Yuan Zhi wouldn’t be able to recognize any fake piece, let alone these two pieces in his collection!
Sun Yiren sighed inwardly. Originally, she wanted to get in touch with Zheng Hu today and talk about cooperation. After all, there were not many opportunities to talk to Zheng Hu face to face.
Zheng Hu's visit to Mianzhou this time was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He never thought that Zheng Hu's mind was not on cooperation at all. He was only thinking about which of the two paintings was real and which was fake.
Sun Yiren knew that this cooperation was definitely dead, so she could only wait for the next opportunity. As for commenting on the two paintings, Sun Yiren knew that she had not reached that level yet.
Sun Yiren shook his head and was about to speak.
But at this moment, a voice came from behind.
"You can tell at a glance that the two plum blossom pictures are both authentic."
The sudden sound startled everyone present.
Sun Yi and Yang Yun already knew who the person was.
When Yuan Zhi turned around and saw the speaker, he burst out laughing.
This guy is quite good at showing off his presence, but this kind of behavior is too idiotic.
Zheng Hu frowned, looked at Qin Sanfu, and said coldly: "Who are you?"
Qin Sanfu stretched out his hand, "Sun Yiren's husband, Qin Sanfu."
Looking at Qin Sanfu's extended hand, Zheng Hu snorted coldly and ignored it.
"Ink painting contains the inheritance of Yanxia for more than 5,000 years. No one will blame you if you don't understand, but don't pretend to understand and talk nonsense."
Zheng Hu loves paintings very much. Because it is difficult to determine which of the two paintings is authentic and which is fake, he does not think about it. This shows that he has great respect for ink paintings. But now he heard someone saying that both paintings are authentic.
If he hadn't heard this man say that he was Sun Yiren's husband, Zheng Hu would have wanted to hit him!
