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571 Pulling a Line

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    "My lord told me about you. To be honest, I don't agree with you taking over. You are still too young. You don't know how deep the water is here. And you have a future in painting, and you have no idea at all.  If you need to go through this muddy water, if you develop your own profession well, you will definitely be successful in the future. This bowl of rice is too unorthodox, and if you don¡¯t do it, you will end up in jail. I¡¯m doing this for your own good.¡±  Bai Songyan said seriously.

    "Master Bai, I understand, but Sir Sir entrusted this matter to me, and I thought it was quite fun, so I wanted to give it a try. Master Bai, you must help me."  Mo Xiaoyu smiled and said.

    Bai Songyan shook his head, very helpless, but he did not refuse.

    "This is a painting I want to leave in the near future, please take a look."  Mo Xiaoyu said and took out the painting of Tang Bohu that he brought with him.

    Bai Songyan was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect Mo Xiaoyu to do what he said and start to take action so soon, so he took the scroll handed over by Mo Xiaoyu and slowly unfolded it.

    Bai Songyan is worthy of being a master in the painting world. Of course, this is also Mo Xiaoyu's ability, because when Bai Songyan opened half of the scroll and it was not fully unfolded, it was naturally impossible to see the signature below, and he exclaimed, "  Tang Yin, this is Tang Yin's painting."

    Mo Xiaoyu knew that his painting was fake, so he wasn't surprised at all, but searched over and over to find faults, but Bai Songyan didn't know it was fake, so he identified the painting as real based on the style of the painting.  As for half of the painting, it is concluded that it is Tang Yin's painting.

    When all the paintings were opened and laid out on the table, Bai Songyan turned on all the lights, found out his magnifying glass, and carefully identified them. Mo Xiaoyu sat on the side drinking tea leisurely, waiting for the final result  .

    "It's really strange. It is said that a painting of this size should be difficult to preserve, but it is really rare to preserve it to this extent. Where are you going to sell it?" Bai Songyan asked.

    "Master Bai, is this painting a fake? It's still the same as Wen Zhengming's last one. You need to work on it, make up a story, or find a regular wealthy businessman. In short, this is the first time since I took over this line.  A business trip, I hope it will be successful."  Mo Xiaoyu said.

    "Fake?" Bai Songyan was taken aback, picked up reading glasses and a magnifying glass, and continued to observe.

    Mo Xiaoyu got up and went to the painting table, and said, "This painting is not based on any other painting. This painting is a self-created work. Tang Bohu has never painted such a painting."

    Bai Songyan was very surprised, straightened up, looked at Mo Xiaoyu and asked, "Is this the handwriting of your teacher Lang Jianbai?"

    Mo Xiaoyu smiled and said nothing, it was a tacit agreement, he didn't want people to know that it was painted by himself, even the Japanese thought that Wen Zhengming's painting was done by Lang Jianbai, and he didn't need to put it on himself  It's okay to let Lang Jian take the blame for himself for a period of time if he takes the blame.

    "Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, Lang Jianbai's technique has reached this point. I didn't see it in the last painting. It was said by the Sir. It was Lang Jianbai's handwriting. I just went to Tangzhou to stay for a few days.  , communicated with him, it really is amazing.¡±  Bai Songyan sighed with emotion.

    After Mo Xiaoyu rolled up all the paintings, tied them up, handed them to Bai Songyan and said, "The pen, ink and paper of this painting are the same as Wen Zhengming's last one, ancient paper and ancient ink, Westerners don't trust appraisers, but  I really believe in my scientific instruments, and there should be no problem with the data.¡±

    "Okay, I will ship as soon as possible".  Bai Songyan finally let go and said.

    Bai Songyan solemnly took the painting to the inner room, and Mo Xiaoyu didn't follow him in. It seemed that it was a place to store good things. After a while, Bai Songyan came out.

    "Tea or coffee?" Bai Songyan asked.

    "I don't drink any more, I'm leaving now, Master Bai, I want to ask you to make an appointment with someone, I don't know if it's convenient or not."  Mo Xiaoyu asked.

    "Who is it?"

    "Our Qi Ji from Tangzhou, I heard that he is now in Beijing, and a friend and I want to meet him, but it is not very convenient in Tangzhou."  Mo Xiaoyu said.

    "Qi Yuanzheng? It's mainly because your friend wants to see him?" Bai Songyan is an old fox. He knows that Mo Xiaoyu, a student, must not have much to do with Qi Yuanzheng. The main reason is that the person brought by Mo Xiaoyu is Zheng.  host.

    Mo Xiaoyu nodded, and said, "Master Bai has sharp eyes, yes, Tangzhou is the executive deputy mayor Long Dingtian, as for what he wants to talk to Qi Ji, I don't know."

    Bai Songyan nodded and didn't speak. After a while, he said, "Let me make an appointment. If possible, I'll call you."

    Mo Xiaoyu didn't stay here much longer with Bai Songyan, and returned to the hotel after speaking, guessing that Long Dingtian might not be asleep yet, so he knocked on the door, and sure enough, Long Dingtian opened the door and let him in.??The little fish went in.

    "Come back so soon?" Long Dingtian asked.

    "A little thing, soon".  Mo Xiaoyu replied.

    Mo Xiaoyu found that Long Dingtian's face was not good-looking from the moment he entered the door. Could it be that the appointment with Qi Yuanzheng was rejected, ordinarily he should not be able to.

    "How is Qiji? When will we meet?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.

    "The mobile phone is always turned off, and I can't make a call, so why is it still turned off?"

    Mo Xiaoyu was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "Did you call the municipal party committee? Qi Ji's home phone number, so it is said that a municipal party committee secretary will not go missing, right?"

    "No, I don't want people in Tangzhou to know that I came to Beijing to find Qi Yuanzheng. There are no secrets in officialdom. If we can't make an appointment with him tonight, we will fly back tomorrow morning. You can call Xiaoxuan and let her  Let's book tickets."

    It can be seen that Long Dingtian is quite angry.

    Mo Xiaoyu agreed and went back to his room. He didn't sleep either. He was waiting for Bai Songyan's call. Now it depends on the friendship between Bai Songyan and Qi Yuanzheng. The home phone is usually not given to unfamiliar people.  Yes, but although the mobile phone is convenient for communication, it can kill you as soon as it is turned off.

    Mo Xiaoyu lay on the bed with his clothes on and slept without taking off his clothes or taking a shower. While half asleep and half awake, he received a call from Bai Songyan.

    "Aren't you asleep yet?"

    "Hey, Master Bai, if you don't call again, I'll go find you. How about it? Qi Ji's cell phone is turned off."  Mo Xiaoyu said.

    "He has this habit. When he comes to Beijing, he is very low-key. The mobile phone is usually turned off. Except for running errands, he usually stays at home. Okay, let's go to the park at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning. Dongdan Park is near their house.  I will also go, fight, talk, he may have something during the day."  Bai Songyan said.

    "Okay, thank you Master Bai, I will treat you to breakfast tomorrow."  Mo Xiaoyu smiled.

    "Okay, see you tomorrow morning."

    Mo Xiaoyu hung up the phone and scolded, "Isn't this sick? The smog is so severe in the morning. Going to the park to play ball is really not afraid of death."

    But there is no way, it seems that Qi Yuanzheng has to do business during the day, and only in the morning can he find time to meet Long Dingtian, but it doesn't matter, Long Dingtian's coming to Beijing to see Qi Yuanzheng is just an attitude.

    The rest of the matter can be resolved by returning to Tangzhou. Maybe no one knows that Long Dingtian and Qi Yuanzheng have already connected, and it is thousands of miles away in Beijing. No matter how much Tangzhou has eyeliners, it is estimated that they will not come.  Come on Beijing.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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