When it was nearly half past seven, Jiang Zhe met a few friends. Seeing his daughter's pitiful expression of indifference and exhaustion, he finally said, "Go and find something you like to eat to fill your stomach. At eight o'clock, I will Call you again."
"Okay, Dad." Upon hearing Jiang Zhe's words, Jiang Tang breathed a sigh of relief. Today's social interaction probably exceeded her total social interaction in the past six months.
This kind of wheel-like behavior of recognizing people and greetings is simply a kind of torture for a person who has rarely socialized in recent years.
Jiang Tang, who was freed, walked in front of the buffet table covered with bright yellow tablecloth, holding a plate.
The chefs this time were all the top chefs in Mu Qing Hotel. Jiang Tang couldn't eat enough for himself, so he took some photos of the dining table and sent them to Si Yanzhi.
Si Yanzhi, who had just gotten up and got ready for work, felt angry when he looked at these dishes!
Just as Jiang Tang was holding her cell phone to reply to the message, a sharp female voice suddenly came into her ears, "This is the first time I have seen someone attending such a banquet and taking pictures to post on WeChat Moments."
Jiang Tang paused while tapping his fingers. The girl who spoke was wearing a peacock blue waist-cinching fishtail backless long skirt with retro gold embroidery on the tail.
She turned slightly sideways and took a few steps towards the dining table next to her. Just as she was about to scoop a spoonful of pine nuts and corn, the haunting voice sounded again: "Xuemei Jiang, why are you here alone?"
Jiang Tang put the male spoon on the empty plate, held the plate in his hand, tilted his head, looked at the girl and asked, "Who are you?"
"Wen Qingqing, a junior majoring in architecture."
Jiang Tang said "Oh" and said without any fluctuation in his tone, "Hello, Senior Sister Wen."
Wen Qingqing pointed at the introduction display boards of various auction items placed around the hall and asked, "Which collection is the school girl more interested in?"
Jiang Tang shook his head, "I'm not even interested."
Because he was really not interested, Jiang Tang had not looked at the exhibition boards carefully until now, and he did not even take the auction album at the entrance.
And her answer just satisfied Wen Qingqing's desire to step on others. She said with some pride, "Actually, there are a few things missing from these display boards and the auction printing and painting manuals distributed at the door."
Jiang Tang didn't say anything or pay attention. He just looked at her indifferently, waiting for her next words.
Seeing Jiang Tang's cold reaction, Wen Qingqing frowned secretly, but started to talk, "My dad is an honorary appraisal expert at Jinzheng Auction House. He told me that the three final lots are still confidential. But..."
Wen Qingqing tried to sell things off, but Jiang Tang was still very embarrassed and didn't say anything.
Wen Qingqing frowned fiercely and continued, "I know what the final collections are!"
"Oh?" Jiang Tang raised his eyebrows slightly and replied with a monosyllable without interest.
After being treated coldly three times in a row, Yu Qingqing's face began to darken. She couldn't control it and said, "It's okay to tell you. You can't afford it anyway. This time there is a wheat field series by the famous Dutch abstract expressionist painter Vincent William." The work is estimated to be worth over 50 million at this auction.”
When Jiang Tang heard this, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and then frowned slightly.
As expected, this fake painting is still at this auction.
"There is also a painting of Wood and Stone, which is a work by Su Shi of the Northern Song Dynasty. This time it is estimated to be worth hundreds of millions."
She had an impression of the "Pictures of Wood and Stone" that Wen Qingqing talked about, not at this auction, but in her grandfather's box.
Thinking of a certain possibility, Wen Liang had a bad premonition in his heart.
She looked at the smart watch on her hand. There were still twenty minutes until 8:08. She should have time to go to the bathroom.
Jiang Tang left the hall, found an unoccupied room, locked the door and went in. Some of the calligraphy and paintings in his grandfather's box were handed over to Jiang Zhe by Jiang Zhe when he left Haishi. Among them was the "Picture of Wood and Stone", which was given to Jiang Tang. Put it in the portable space of the red envelope group.
With a thought, Jiang Tang took out his grandfather's large wooden box containing calligraphy and paintings from the space.
There were 20 scrolls and some rare hand-written manuscripts in the box. She labeled all the scrolls and canvases, and it didn't take her two minutes to find Su Shi's "Pictures of Wood and Stone".
She opened it and looked at it, feeling a little unsure. She immediately put the box away, and then took out "Pictures of Wood and Stone" alone.
First, he called Ye Xuan and asked her to send someone to prepare a box that could hold calligraphy and paintings, and then called Jiang Zhe.
Jiang Tang asked Jiang Zhe to wait for him at Crescent Lake. The hall where Jiang Zhe was located was closer to Crescent Lake and he arrived before Jiang Tang.
The daughter looked serious and asked in a low voice, "Dad, do you know what the grand finale of this auction is?"
Before Jiang Zhe could answer, Jiang Tang continued, "I have a senior named Wen. Her father is Kim Jong's honorary appraisal expert. He said that Su Shi's "Pictures of Wood and Stone" is among the three final items."
Jiang Zhe's eyes suddenly opened wide, "How could it be? It's you, Tangtang..."
Jiang Tang interrupted Jiang Zhe's unfinished words, and then took out the "Picture of Wood and Stone" that had been placed behind his back.
Jiang Zhe felt confident and called his assistant, "I need the most professional calligraphy and painting appraisal expert now, and it cannot be Jin Zheng's appraisal expert."
Assistant: "I'll contact you right away."
Now Jiang Tang can only say that there is a problem with "Pictures of Wood and Stone", but she cannot say that there is a problem with the Wheat Field series at all. After all, she has never even seen this painting. If she speaks out so rashly, she will only be suspected of having evil intentions and malicious slander.
After careful consideration, she called Si Yanzhi to tell her about the matter. Not long after, Zhang Nanyu, a shareholder of Jinzheng, came to Crescent Lake.
"Hello, Mr. Jiang, Miss Jiang, I am Si Yanzhi's elder. He said he needs my help with something." This was the first time Si Yanzhi asked for help. Although Zhang Nanyu had a lot of things to do at the auction today, he was still in a hurry to come. .
Besides, Si Yanzhi also briefly told him about the counterfeit goods, which was a big deal.
She asked hesitantly, "Uncle Zhang, do you have many shares in Jinzheng?"
Zhang Nanyu knew the meaning of Jiang Tang's words as soon as he heard it, and just said: "You can do whatever you want, and I will take care of the rest for you."
It seemed that this matter was more serious than what Si Yanzhi just said.
She pursed her lips and finally said, "Uncle Zhang, what I'm going to say may have no basis, but I hope you can believe me."
Zhang Nanyu looked at Jiang Tang seriously, "Say."
Jiang Tang thought about his words and told everything he knew about the fact that "Pictures of Wood and Stone" was a fake.
I also talked about the Wheat Field series, but there is no evidence, I can only say that I am a bit suspicious.
In my memory, the wheat field series was sent to me for auction by an auction house in the United States.
