There was silence for a moment in the huge gallery.
There was only the sound of Qingnu inspecting the paintings in the gallery, asking to change their location or to remove them directly.
Qingwu stood in front of a painting. Under the tall canvas, there were green mountains and the girl's dress was flowing. She was like a fairy standing in front of the green mountains.
Tan Hua approached and introduced: "Miss, this painting is a work sent to the exhibition by Miss Shen Yurou. It is an original painting by Miss Shen Yurou. Mr. Shen also knows about this painting and told Miss Shen Yurou The painting is very good.”
Works by Shen Yurou?
"Has Manager Tan ever seen Master Ji's "Charming Green Mountain"?"
"I don't have the honor to observe every one of Master Ji's works..."
Who is Ji Changfeng? He is a master of oil painting and a national treasure. His paintings are all sent out directly as important gifts for foreign guests from China.
As a gallery manager, how could he have the opportunity to just say he saw it when he saw it?
""Charming Green Mountain", it happens to be in my study now."
Qing Wu took out her mobile phone and showed Tan Hua the paintings she hung in the study.
The Shen family prepared a study room for each child. Because he didn't know what Qing Wu liked, Zuo Wanjun asked Qing Wu what she wanted when decorating it and decorated it according to her requirements.
"Charming Green Mountain" is the first painting given to Qingwu by Master Ji Changfeng. Based on her name as the inspiration for creation, there is only one painting in the world.
When Ji Changfeng held a painting exhibition before, he also took out that painting.
The painting in front of me is completely a fake of "Charming Green Mountain"!
Tan Hua saw the paintings on Qing Wu's phone and then looked at the paintings hanging in front of him, sweating heavily.
"Miss...this, after all, this is Miss Shen Yurou's work, we don't dare to just take it away..."
Qing Wu said calmly: "My gallery can create or imitate. Master Ji has always welcomed people to learn his creative techniques, but there can be no fakes and claims of originality. This painting must be disposed of."
"Yes, I understand."
There was nothing I could do about the painting, so I had to call Shen Yurou.
"What? Is Qingnu crazy? Why does she throw away my works? It's obviously my grandfather's gallery, why does Qingnu have the final say?"
"Miss Shen, the eldest lady is now the owner of the gallery, and Mr. Zuo has given the gallery to the eldest lady."
The mobile phone in Shen Yurou's hand was almost crushed!
That gallery was something she had long admired, and it was very suitable for her both in terms of location and style. As long as Zuo Jing Ansongkou gave the gallery to her, she would have enough talking points in the circle of ladies from aristocratic families in the capital.
She saw "Charming Green Mountains" when visiting an art exhibition and liked it very much.
After finally forging it, the painting was taken away by Master Ji Changfeng. Few people outside had seen it. Even Shen Boyi didn't notice that she was forging it when she hung it up... How did Qing Wu know? Is that painting fake?
The country bumpkin must be jealous of her talent and deliberately slander her!
Her heart is so vicious!
Shen Yurou punched her pillow several times, took her bag and went out, heading straight to Mr. Zuo's house.
She just didn't show her presence in front of the old man in the past two days, so Qingwu took advantage of her. She must have fed Mr. Zuo some kind of ecstasy soup, so that the old man gave the gallery to her!
the other side.
Qingwu walked out of the gallery and saw a low-key and luxurious Aston Martin parked opposite the gallery.
It is sold in limited quantities worldwide, and capital verification is required for purchase. Only those with a deposit of tens of millions are eligible to test drive. It is even more expensive when it is sold, not to mention that the body has been modified, and many passers-by stopped to watch.
Annie, dressed in a decent suit, stood in front of the car, smiling and bowing to Qingnu.
Qing Wu strode towards the car and sat in through the door opened by Annie.
In the car, Pei Jue was wearing a stiff handmade suit and a crisp tie. Whether intentionally or not, his collar was embroidered with a leaf decoration. It was obviously a handmade suit produced by Ye Yi and was worth a lot of money.
Qing Wu almost didn't remember that she had made this suit. It seems that last year, a man named the God of Wealth, whom Ji Qiurong talked about, asked Ye Yi to customize a few suits. It happened that Beidou Star's experiment was short of money. Qing Wu Wu made it for him overnight.
Unexpectedly, the only suit Ye Yi made was for Pei Jue...
When Ji Qiurong started the fight, he even lamented that the owner of the suit had such a good figure. If a male model with this figure belonged to any company, he would definitely be the number one in the entire industry...
Thinking of this, Qing Wu's face turned red and she coughed uncomfortably.
Pei Jue was still looking at the financial statements at hand, but when he heard her coughing softly, he looked over with concern.
"Not feeling well? Annie, go to the hospital."
"No, I am a doctor myself."
Pei Jue put away the financial report at hand, reached out apologetically, and took Qingnu's little hand. His face was particularly soft under the lights in the car.
"Sorry, I've been a little busy these two days and couldn't be with you in time."
She didn't say she needed company, right?
Qing Wu tried to withdraw her hand, and Pei Jue let her go, smiling and letting go of her hand.
He just wanted to see if her hands were cold. Although he was reluctant to let go, he didn't want to do anything that would be disgusted by her.
The moment she retracted her hand, Qing Wu was inexplicably disappointed...
"How did you know I was here?"
"Call Zuo Mansion. Grandpa told me. I remember this gallery is under my grandpa's name. Do you want to come and see the paintings?"
He didn't know yet that the little girl liked art exhibitions, and Pei also had many galleries under his name, which he could give to her in the future.
"come to work."
Pei Jue was a little surprised. She didn't expect Mr. Zuo to be so willing to let her take over the gallery just after her nineteenth birthday.
"Artists don't have very good tempers. If your fiancée needs anything, you can come to me and I will help you."
Running a gallery is not as easy as imagined. The most difficult thing is the temperaments of the painters in the gallery, each of which is tougher than the last.
He couldn't bear to let his little girl be so angry that those artists had eyes on their heads.
Qing Wu said calmly: "I don't think their tempers will be worse than those of the members of the tower."
Pei Jue was stunned for a moment, then he remembered that his fiancée was not some dodder flower in the greenhouse, she was his equal rival.
She can handle all the killers on the border, so a few painters are nothing.
It was just that she spoke with a touch of arrogance, and her small chin also raised a beautiful arc, which made Pei Jue's heart skip a beat.
His smile was extraordinarily gentle and affectionate, "Of course, my fiancée is the most powerful, but I can't bear to have you unhappy. Can you have dinner with me?"
The president of the Pei Group rarely behaves in such a lowly manner. The person in charge lowers his head, which makes people feel particularly gentle.
Qing Wu nodded and agreed.
"Can."
