"Teacher, then, what about the painting on display in the museum?" Mo Xiaoyu was very worried that someone would come to the museum. When he saw that there was still a painting hanging here, he would have to reveal his secrets.
"I asked someone to take that painting down and put it in the library. As long as I am here, it will not be exhibited. As for what will happen after I leave, who knows, how many paintings have you chased these days?"
"Two pictures, don't dare to go too fast, for fear of making mistakes." Mo Xiaoyu said.
Lang Jianbai nodded, Mo Xiaoyu was right, he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry, so this matter has to be done slowly, and he has to continue to apply for funds for the museum's reconstruction and expansion.
"What about funding applications?"
"Long Dingtian promised to mention it, but it was too late. I am going to write a letter to the mayor. It would be best if the city leaders come to visit us. Not only the exhibition hall, but the warehouse is the most important thing. Let them see how bad our conditions are here, maybe it will help a little." Lang Jianbai scratched his head and said very unhappy.
"Teacher, to be honest, your method is slower. It is not easy to meet the mayor. Now the mayor is very busy and in charge of such a large site. It is difficult to have time to read your letter, and it is even more difficult to have time to visit. I think , it can¡¯t be done like this.¡±
"Then what to do, do you have a solution?" Lang Jianbai glanced at Mo Xiaoyu in surprise, and asked. Recently, this kid has learned a lot, and he has a good way of speaking and doing things. I have to say, in what kind of environment, No matter who you associate with, you will have a kind of temperament unconsciously.
When Mo Xiaoyu was a college student in the past, he might be the same as the current students. His eyes were high above the top, and he didn't look at anything. He was fired all at once. When he was driving a black car, he was like those black car drivers. Not hesitating to fight for ten or twenty yuan, now Mo Xiaoyu is becoming more and more insidious, this is the result of his growth these days.
What kind of person he will become in the end, even he himself doesn't know, sometimes he himself thinks how he became like this.
"I don't know what to do now, but Long Dingtian is only the deputy mayor. Although he is the executive deputy mayor, the mayor must nod and sign this matter. Why don't we go to the mayor directly?"
"I don't know, and I can't find anyone I know." Lang Jianbai thought for a while and said.
"Teacher, if you trust me, I'll try this, okay?"
Lang Jianbai looked at Mo Xiaoyu, stunned for a while, finally nodded, and said, "Okay, but if you can do it, do it, if you can't do it, don't force it. Now, Long Dingtian will definitely have opinions."
"clear".
The meeting place this time was at Wangjiang Tea House. The two of them didn't drive Ji Kexin's car, but kept a low profile and took a taxi. When they got downstairs, Lang Jianbai told Mo Xiaoyu, "Don't talk later".
Mo Xiaoyu nodded, and followed Lang Jianbai up the stairs. The two of them came empty-handed, but they didn't bring the painting. Mo Xiaoyu reckoned that it must have been handed over to someone else. It was the first time for him to get involved in this kind of transaction, and he felt very nervous.
"Oh, Professor Lang, you are here, please sit inside and do it inside." At the top of the stairs, a middle-aged man was waiting. Seeing Lang Jianbai and Mo Xiaoyu arriving, he enthusiastically let them into the private room.
"Yongnian, you asked me out in such a hurry, you won't give me another job?" Lang Jianbai asked very easily, but he saw another fat-bellied guy in the private room at a glance. He was standing up and waiting for this Yongnian to introduce him.
"Professor Lang, this one is a friend of mine, Mr. Ding from Shanxi, Lao Ding, this is Professor Lang."
"Professor Lang, I'm sorry to trouble you this time. If you are free someday, go to Shanxi to have fun, and I will entertain you in person." Boss Ding stretched out his chubby hand very enthusiastically, held Lang Jianbai's hand and shook it vigorously a few times to show his affection.
"President Ding is polite." Lang Jianbai smiled very aloofly, his professor's demeanor was beyond words.
"Professor Lang, who is this?" Yongnian looked at Mo Xiaoyu and asked.
Later, Mo Xiaoyu learned from Lang Jianbai that the introducer was Pei Yongnian, who was also in the antique circle in Tangzhou. He often acted as a middleman and charged some brokerage fees. Very good, so many people who come to Tangzhou from other places to buy antique calligraphy and paintings come to him in admiration.
"This is one of my new apprentices, Mo Xiaoyu, who is studying at the Academy of Art now, take him out to see the world." Lang Jianbai said lightly.
Mo Xiaoyu kept Lang Jianbai's words in mind, didn't speak, just nodded.
Mo Xiaoyu looked at Mr. Ding and couldn't help but think that this person could not be coalBoss, look at that hand, except for the index finger, I wish I could wear rings on all ten fingers, and they are all green stones. It seems to be something like emerald. At first glance, I am a big boss, Mo Xiaoyu I felt a little more comfortable, because it was the first time he had experienced this deceiving trick, so he felt somewhat uneasy.
Just when the three of them were chatting and Mo Xiaoyu was restless, footsteps sounded at the top of the stairs. Pei Yongnian hurried out, and after a while, he brought a person in. When Mo Xiaoyu saw this person, his jaw almost dropped. Shocked, the person who came was Boss Niu whom he had seen in Meiwenhua Restaurant not long ago.
Boss Niu was holding a rectangular box tightly. Mo Xiaoyu didn't know if this kid knew the people present, but it was obvious that Boss Niu was very cautious. It could be said that they all sat down and still hugged the box. The box is not put, it can be said that it is inseparable.
Pei Yongnian gave an introduction, and then started trading. For antique calligraphy and painting trading, of course, the authenticity must be verified first. Unless you are here for fakes, you usually have to find someone who knows. Of course, if you own If you have that skill, you don¡¯t have to look for it, but most people still don¡¯t understand it.
Everyone stood up. Boss Niu took the painting, looking like a baby, set up a table for playing cards in the private room of the tea room, and wiped it clean with a rag. Then he slowly opened the box, then opened the scroll, and carefully opened it. took the picture.
At this moment, even Mo Xiaoyu thought that this was really the original work, not painted by himself, so he couldn't help but squeezed forward. It might be the last time he saw his original work. Not to mention, he was really reluctant.
The protagonist at this time is of course Lang Jianbai. After the painting was opened, Lang Jianbai took out a magnifying glass from his pocket and scanned it almost inch by inch. In the end, even he himself had to admit that the painting was authentic. If it weren't for him personally urging people to put the painting away, he would have mistakenly thought that someone had stolen the original painting from the museum.
Everyone didn't dare to disturb Lang Jianbai. Seeing him standing upright at this time, they thought the appraisal was over, but Lang Jianbai didn't speak, and the others didn't dare to say anything. Suddenly, Lang Jianbai seemed to remember something, and took the Looking down again with the magnifying glass in his hand, it took a long time before he slowly got up and nodded continuously. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com