Only then did Yang Bo realize deeply that this identity is really useful!

Yue Junyao sent a message that she was going back to Mount Emei. Yang Bo replied with the words "be careful", but he breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, no one came to compete with him for the Qi Gathering Mirror!

On the second day, Yang Bo selected a painting from the treasure house in the basement of the courtyard, got into Wu Qiang's car, and rushed towards Cui Yiping's painting exhibition.

On the way, Wu Qiang looked at Yang Bo several times, as if he was about to speak but hesitated.

Yang Bo smiled and said, "I forgot, your sister won't have class today, Saturday?"

Wu Qiang nodded, "She has been feeling some pain recently. I took her to the hospital, and there are signs of worsening again!"

Yang Bo couldn't help but frown. So far, he has not been able to find the cause of the disease, which makes him feel a little tricky. After all, simple treatment can only treat the symptoms but not the root cause!

Yang Bo thought for a moment, "Please make arrangements. I will take Wu Yue to see Master Faxuan tomorrow."

"Master Faxuan?" Wu Qiang asked in confusion.

Yang Bo shook his head, "You'll know when I see you tomorrow."

Wu Qiang didn't ask any more questions. He knew Yang Bo wouldn't lie to him about this matter, so he concentrated on driving the car.

Soon, the two arrived at the art exhibition, and Cui Yiping and Hong Xiuxiu stood outside the door to greet the guests.

Yang Bo walked over and couldn't help but joked: "Hey, you two are showing off your affection, right?"

Cui Yiping laughed and scolded: "Speak well, you are proud to be single, right?" Yang Bo laughed, "A single dog is seriously hit by 10,000 points, and it is really impossible to survive!"

Hong Xiuxiu stood aside, watching her brother making fun of her, and couldn't help but asked with concern: "I heard that you just came back from Malaysia, and the city that never sleeps is not peaceful. Are you okay?" Yang Bo shook his head, "Don't worry, you are not back alive.

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"After all, the Walker family is powerful, so we should be more careful." Hong Xiuxiu reminded.

Yang Bo didn't care, "Don't worry, this is the Imperial Capital. There are probably not many safer places in the world than here." Hong Xiuxiu looked at Yang Bo, but she didn't know what to say!

Cui Yiping said quickly: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and take out the gift I want. That's the serious business!"

Yang Bo pointed towards Wu Qiang. He held a brocade box in both hands and quickly presented it.

Yang Bo smiled and said: "I'm not very talented. I painted a painting all night last night. I hope you like it!"

Cui Yiping had already taken the brocade box with both hands, with a look of joy on his face. Hearing Yang Bo's words, his eyes widened immediately, "Did you draw it?" Yang Bo nodded, "No?" Cui Yiping hesitated, "You

This guy is so dishonest that he doesn’t even want to paint a picture."

Yang Bo smiled and didn't explain much.

Hong Xiuxiu hurriedly gave Cui Yiping a tug. Only then did Cui Yiping react. He couldn't help but snorted, "Tell me honestly, whose painting is it?" "You will know if you see for yourself," Yang Bo said.

While talking, Yang Bo had already walked in.

Cui Yiping held the brocade box. It was difficult for him to open it when guests came and went, so he had to put it not far from his feet, just enough for him to protect it.

Yang Bo walked into the art exhibition and saw the works of Cui Yiping. Cui Yiping has been studying painting for more than ten years. He first learned Chinese painting and then oil painting, so his works have the shadow of Chinese and Western culture.

Yang Bo's tasting ability is average, but he can also clearly see that Cui Yiping's level is only above average, not comparable to many famous people, but he is still young and has room for improvement.

Moreover, at this stage, as long as he slowly becomes famous, his paintings can be sold at high prices, which is not a problem!

Because many people who buy paintings now don’t know how to appreciate art. They simply display collections. As long as the price reaches 10%, some people don’t pay attention to quality at all!

Yang Bo walked around and finally saw a few landscape paintings. He looked at them but didn't say much.

Soon, Yang Bo finished reading the whole thing.

Cui Yiping also walked in at this time. He pulled Yang Bo into the VIP room nearby, "I want to see whose paintings you brought!"

Yang Bo shook his head. The painting he took out from the treasure house was his harvest in Malay.

Opening the brocade box, Cui Yiping unfolded the painting and saw that the painting paper was yellowed. The seal in the upper left corner was the work of Dong Qichang!

"Dong Qichang's picture of a lady?" Cui Yiping couldn't help but look up.

Yang Bo nodded, "There are seals collected by Emperor Qianlong on it, and there are also seals used by some famous people. The inheritance is orderly and there is no problem."

Cui Yiping was a little surprised, "I don't mean there is any problem, I just want a painting. How did you find such a precious one?"

Yang Bo waved his hand, "Then you blame me for giving it too preciously? Well, I won't give it away from now on!"

"No, let's just give gifts of this level from now on!" Cui Yiping laughed.

Yang Bo shook his head, "I can't afford to give it away. A painting costs millions, how can I give it away often?"

Cui Yiping laughed, "It's not like I don't know your net worth. Master Qian is here crying about poverty, don't let others laugh at you!"

Yang Bo was about to speak when he suddenly heard a knock on the door. He turned around and saw Hong Xiuxiu leaning outside the door, "You brothers are whispering, and you are going behind my back!"

After that, Hong Xiuxiu walked in and said, "Xiaobo, Aunt Lin is here."

Yang Bo frowned slightly and glanced at Hong Xiuxiu. Every time he met the Hong brothers and sisters, Aunt Lin would appear at the right time. If the other party hadn't tipped off the news, it would be really strange. However, Yang Bo couldn't say much.

Lin Lin walked in wearing a navy cheongsam and light makeup. She was already in her early forties, but she looked like she was only in her thirties. When she saw Yang Bo, she walked over with joy on her face.

"Yang Bo, when did you come back?" Lin Lin asked.

"I just came back a few days ago," Yang Bo said.

Yang Bo's attitude was indifferent, but Lin Lin was not discouraged at all, "Today is a good day for Yiping to hold an art exhibition. Let's go to dinner together at noon?"

Cui Yiping was a little uncomfortable on the surface. After all, Lin Lin was his aunt, but this aunt seemed to have an unfair reputation. "Auntie, I have a party at noon, and all my classmates and teachers are here."

Lin Lin waved her hand, "It doesn't matter, then let Xiuxiu go with us!"

Hong Xiuxiu nodded. She knew that if she didn't agree, Yang Bo wouldn't agree either, because he didn't want to be alone with Lin Lin.

Yang Bo hesitated slightly and nodded, "Okay!"

Lin Lin seemed very excited, even a little overwhelmed with excitement, "Okay! Okay! I'm going to book a place now. Which hotel should I book? What do you like to eat?"

"Just do whatever you want." Yang Bo said.

Lin Lin walked out and said to herself: "Whatever, I'll order the roast duck? No, no, he must be tired of it. Book the Great Wall Hotel..."
Chapter completed!