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762 Achilles heel

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    "Oh, Dong, my father's birthday will be in a few days. You know, he has worked in Hong Kong, so he is fascinated by Chinese culture. Can you help me get a piece of Chinese art? Money is not a problem."  .  Smith said so much in one breath, Dong Zimo just understood that this guy wanted a piece of Chinese art.

    He glanced at Mo Xiaoyu. The kid was looking down at his mobile phone. He didn't intend to conflict for the time being, but He Xiangyu and Yu Zige had already started arguing, and their voices were not low.

    Smith also took a look, but he was not interested in the fights between the Chinese. These people like to fight when they are free, and they don't know why.

    "You mean you want a piece of Chinese art, calligraphy and painting?" Dong Zimo asked when he saw Mo Xiaoyu and thought of an idea.

    "Oh, of course, do you have a connection?" Smith asked.

    "Come on, let me introduce you to a friend of mine who is an expert in this field. He came to London this time to participate in Christie's auction."  Dong Zimo's mind is really not so good. When he heard that Smith wanted Chinese art, he immediately thought of using him to rescue Mo Xiaoyu.

    When Dong Zimo and Smith walked into the small table in the corner, He Xiangyu was already irritated by Yu Zige, but he didn't dare to do anything to Zige, so he could only look at Mo Xiaoyu coldly.

    "Who are you, and who brought you here?" He Xiangyu asked coldly.

    "I¡­¡­"

    Before Mo Xiaoyu started to explain, seeing Dong Zimo coming, he was relieved, thinking, so far, I haven't caused you any trouble, so it's up to you next.

    "Little fish, come, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Smith."  Dong Zimo said.

    At the beginning, Dong Zimo wanted to help with the translation, but after the introduction, he found that he couldn¡¯t get in the way. Mo Xiaoyu¡¯s English fluency far surpassed his own, and he didn¡¯t make any gestures at all. He chatted very speculatively with Smith.  Because the speech was too fast, even Dong Zimo didn't fully understand what they were talking about.

    "Oh, thank you so much, may I take the liberty to take a look at your drawing?" Smith asked.

    "Oh, of course".  Mo Xiaoyu took out his mobile phone again and showed Smith the photos he made.

    I don't know if this guy really understands Chinese paintings, or just pretends to understand them. Anyway, he is obsessed with them. Taking this opportunity, Mo Xiaoyu asked Dong Zimo in Chinese, "What is the origin of this guy?"

    "Son of the Speaker of the House of Commons".  Dong Zimo whispered in a hurry.

    What is strange is that He Xiangyu and Yu Zige stopped arguing at this time, and they were all listening to what Mo Xiaoyu and Smith were talking about.

    "Sorry, Mo, I'm not questioning what you mean, mainly because I don't trust him."  Smith glanced at Dong Zimo with a smile and said.

    "Why?" Dong Zimo could still understand these words.

    "How do you say that word in Chinese, oh, let me think about it, a profiteer, yes, Dong is a profiteer."  Smith spoke in a mixture of Chinese and English.

    "Hey, what did I cheat on you? You can't ruin my reputation."  Dong Zimo also said jokingly.

    He Xiangyu originally thought that Mo Xiaoyu was just an old hat from China, but he didn't expect this kid to communicate with foreign devils without any pressure, and he could talk so happily, which shows that this kid is a character.

    But the next words stunned everyone present. Even Dong Zimo lamented that Mo Xiaoyu not only dared to think and do, but also good at seizing opportunities. Smith just wanted to give his father a gift, but Mo Xiaoyu  Xiaoyu is much ahead of his time.

    "Mr. Smith, since your father is very interested in Chinese culture, I don't know if he knows that the Palace Museum of China has the most famous painting depicting an ancient Chinese family banquet, called "Han Xizai Night Banquet".  Mo Xiaoyu asked.

    Smith shook his head blankly, but he knew the Palace Museum, which is said to house the most important cultural relics in China. Since this painting is preserved there, it can be seen how precious it is.

    The most convenient thing now is that if you want to know something, you can check it with your mobile phone immediately. Mo Xiaoyu searched out "Han Xizai Evening Banquet Picture" on his mobile phone and showed it to Smith.

    "What I mean is very simple. Since your father likes Chinese art, why don't you let me attend your father's birthday party. I will draw a scene of the party on the spot. Although it can't be compared with taking pictures, it is also a  What do you think of a very commemorative gift?" Mo Xiaoyu asked with a smile.

    "Well, you are quite right, but this requires my father's consent, and I will notify you as soon as possible.""Thank you for your proposal." Smith seemed very interested, and in the following time, he exchanged drinks with Mo Xiaoyu, and the two chatted like old friends after a while.

    Mo Xiaoyu and Smith went to another place to drink and chat with wine glasses, but Dong Zimo sat where Mo Xiaoyu had just been, looked at Yu Zige and He Xiangyu, and burst out laughing.

    "Why aren't you two arguing anymore? Why was it just now?" Dong Zimo asked with a malicious smile.

    "Go away, what's the matter with you?" Yu Zige gave Dong Zimo a white look and said.

    "It's nothing to do with me, I brought Mo Xiaoyu, but I still advise you, beautiful pigeon, it's not that I belittle my friend, this kid is not a good person, but any woman who touches him is not good  In the end, you should have a good talk with Brother He."  Dong Zimo said.

    At the beginning, He Xiangyu wanted to say a few words to Dong Zimo, but he liked to hear the latter, so he followed Dong Zimo's words and asked, "What do you mean? Was he killed or disabled?"

    "Not killed or maimed, this boy has a kind of magical power, but any woman who comes into contact with him cannot do without him, just this time he came to London to participate in an auction, and he brought two women with him, and the two of them  A woman who doesn't fight and gets along peacefully, does Brother He have the ability?" Dong Zimo asked.

    This is not only for He Xiangyu, but also for Yu Zige. It can be summed up in one sentence, this man is a stealthy hooligan, you better be careful, especially women, don't be confused by his appearance  .

    But he still doesn't know much about women. If they heard that Mo Xiaoyu dared to recommend himself to paint the house banquet of the speaker of the House of Commons just now, then this boy's charm in terms of women made Yu Zige want to see his charm.

    Because every woman thinks that she is better than other women, this is their fatal weakness, so Dong Zimo's words are tantamount to adding fuel to the fire.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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