Li Xin's Golf has now become my exclusive car. Lao Han sat in the co-pilot's seat, feeling comfortable with the stains on the leather seat. Literary plot, he will not run out if killed.
"Old Han, Lao Han, do you know where your most amazing thing is?" I turned to look at Old Han and asked with a smile.
"What?"
"The most amazing thing about you is that you are good at pretending to be 13, traveling ten countries in Europe, and even saying that it is boring. How can I embarrass a person like me who has no skills, no money, but full of literary plots?"
"I'm old, you young people have plenty of opportunities, so don't worry!"
In Lao Han's infinitely emotional tone, I immediately fell silent. In fact, the truth is not what Lao Han said. Although I am not young now, compared with Lao Han, I still have enough time to be extravagant and chic. The great thing about Han Xi'an, an old man, is that he can give me strength when I am most frustrated, and give me the motivation to move forward. In fact, it is enough to have an old friend!
I drove the car up the South Third Ring Road, and arrived at Qujiang not long after.
Colorful flags are fluttering in front of the art museum, and hydrogen balloons are dancing wildly with the spring breeze. Today is the opening day of the art museum, and it is also the day when a certain Chinese painting master in China holds an exhibition. There are many expensive cars parked in the parking lot, and they must have come to sweep Goods.
"Look, the business has been so hot since it just opened, Xi'an is not short of masters with high artistic taste!"
As soon as I finished my words, Lao Han gave me an incomprehensible sentence. He cut at me and said lightly: "What kind of artistic taste is fucking arty. You will know the real situation later!"
"Old Han, do you think I have artistic accomplishment?" I parked the car under the guidance of the security guard, and asked Lao Han with a smile when I got out of the car.
"You, you are an earth leopard!"
I was speechless for a moment, and I had already had the idea of ??not talking to Lao Han for nearly five hundred years.
Cui Wei was not as happy as I imagined. He had no reason to be absent on the opening day of the art museum, but judging by his appearance, he was very sluggish. The recent battle situation must have been called "miserable"!
"Brother Cui, it's open, I wish you a prosperous business!" I smiled and walked over to shake hands with Cui Wei, but the old Han next to me spoke again at this moment, and he said: "Feng Tang, you are really a local leopard, with such a strong artistic atmosphere. It has something to do with business, so we should wish you success in your career, galloping like a horse, and your creative inspiration is as boundless as the sea."
I am speechless for a moment
"Thank you, thank you both for your blessings. Among the two, please, master-level works, you will definitely like it. Collect two of them, and they will appreciate in value in a few years!"
"Brother Cui, Lao Han just said that I'm just a local leopard, and I don't know much about Chinese painting. Look, the art museum is open today. What about the decoration cost?"
"Hey, brother, the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, let's not talk about those vulgar things, today we will talk about elegance, elegance, and it's inside!" Cui Wei said, making a gesture of invitation.
"Brother, how can you be elegant without money?"
"Feng Tang, how many times have I told you that money is such a vulgar matter, you can leave it to Zhang Tao to deal with it, let's not talk about it. The last time I helped you find someone, I didn't mention it to you. money?"
"Brother Cui, didn't Chen Wei reimburse you for all the expenses last time?" I could already hear from Cui Wei's words that he didn't want to give money. This situation seemed to be more difficult than I expected before I came here. .
"Hey, why bring up those unpleasant things, go in, go in, today we only talk about elegance!"
As Cui Wei said, he pushed me and Lao Han to the entrance of the art museum, and we were immediately pulled in by two enthusiastic service staff at the entrance. The enthusiasm of these two people was comparable to the sun in the dog days.
After the scene calmed down, I asked Lao Han where no one was paying attention: "Old Han, didn't you say that there is a good way, why are you languishing?"
"Earth leopards are so vulgar. The room is full of artworks, let's enjoy them carefully. Didn't Cui Wei say that today we are only talking about elegance, so let's be elegant!" Old Han Bai trembled when he glanced at me, and immediately became elegant When I got up, he elegantly made my waist go soft.
Seeing that Lao Han has become more elegant, I can only imitate Lao Han's appearance and become more elegant.
The professionally trained service staff explained the origin and extraordinary features of each work, but they always kept silent about a certain abrupt tone in the traditional Chinese painting. Everyone admired the artwork hanging on the wall. But each of them remained silent about the occasional flaws that surfaced.
"Old?, This one is pretty good, do you want to take it? "I approached a painting where Lao Han was standing and asked.
"Do you know how much this painting costs per foot?"
"How much is a square meter, more expensive than a house?"
Old Han kept his secrets to himself, but he stretched out five fingers with great difficulty.
"If it's really more expensive than a house, then let's take a look and move it out, I can't afford it anyway!"
"Withdrawal? How can I withdraw easily when I come here? If not, I have to pick up two pictures and take them back. Didn't Cui Wei say that the value will increase in a few years!"
When Lao Han said this, I instantly felt that he was very elegant this time, and he seemed to have lost himself.
I walked towards the depths of the art gallery with my hands behind my back. Lao Han pulled out a magnifying glass out of nowhere, and looked at an elegant piece called "A Hundred Flowers in Bloom" like an expert.
All kinds of colors are mixed and matched together, it seems to me that it is a bit abrupt and enchanting, so within a few minutes in it, I have no mood to stay any longer. Walking up to Lao Han with the mobile game on his back, I saw the old man waving his big hands and shouting "buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy" like that.
After scrolling through three paintings in a row, the service staff asked Lao Han excitedly: "Sir, do you pay by card or by cash?"
"What?" Old Han bared his yellow teeth and shouted in disbelief.
"Sir, do you pay by card or by cash?"
"Ah, what's the matter, do you still need money?" Lao Han was very puzzled, but he didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, he shouted loudly, as if he wanted everyone to hear him.
"Sir, is there a fee, do you swipe your card or pay in cash?"
"Your curator Cui Wei and I are good friends. I helped decorate this art museum. It cost 300,000 yuan. Isn't it worth three paintings?"
"Excuse me sir, this painting does not belong to the curator!"
"The painting is in the art gallery, and the art gallery is under the jurisdiction of the curator, right?" Old Han pulled the painting from the service staff like a rascal, and hugged it tightly in his arms.
The entire art gallery exploded, and a group of elegant people surrounded him in an instant. They pointed at Lao Han, but Lao Han didn't realize it.
"Security, security!" the service staff yelled.
A bunch of uniformed personnel rushed in, and Cui Wei ran at the front. Seeing that it was Lao Han, Cui Wei stopped and asked me next to him: "Feng Tang, what's going on?"
"I don't know either. Just ask my friend about the blink of an eye!" I pointed at Lao Han, and betrayed him without being righteous at all.
"Brother, speak slowly if you have something to say, don't disturb the interest of other friends!" Cui Wei expressed displeasure.
"You owe Feng Tang 300,000 yuan, how much are the three paintings worth?" Lao Han asked with a rascal smile.
"Brothers, fight!" Cui Wei gave an order, and all the uniformed personnel showed their guys and surrounded them in an instant (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com