Yang Xiaofan rubbed his eyes and yawned, stretched his waist hard, and looked at the numbers jumping on the computer screen, Yang Xiaofan felt a little overwhelmed.

In the eyes of some people, these beating numbers are absolutely very interesting and very important things, because the name of these things is stock real-time. These beating numbers represent large amounts of money, represent profit or loss, and represent "happiness" or "suffering".

Shi Wenxin's head reached in from the office door: "I'm having a meal, I have something to do, so I won't be with you!"

Yang Xiaofan curled his lips: "Are you going to support Yao Suqing again?"

"Hehe, are you jealous?"

"You're so jealous, get out of here, Xinxin, you go to have a meal too."

"Oh, then I'll leave."

Shi Wenxin blinked and said, "Send us both away and then have a try here, right? Remember to lock the door!"

"roll!"

Shi Wenxin and Lin Huixin made some inexplicable laughter together, and then slipped away with a giggle. Yang Xiaofan did have a date, and was in the office, but it was not Yin Xiuyu but Xu Huixin.

As for why Xu Huixin came to Yang Xiaofan, she really didn't know, and she even told her to wait in the office to not have a meal. Yang Xiaofan was too lazy to guess, anyway, the answer would be revealed soon.

Sure enough, just after twelve o'clock, the office door was knocked. Yang Xiaofan, who was a little impatient, quickly opened the door.

"Mr. Xu? Why are you here?"

This is the first time that Yang Xiaofan has seen Xu Chongde in magical scene mode. The black-faced old man has a pair of round ears. Is that one of a bear or a tiger?

"Haha... Why can't I come? I heard Huixin say that you opened a detective agency by yourself and found it very interesting, so I came to take a look. By the way, I brought the painting you want, too."

"Hey. Just block the door and talk to us?"

Xu Huixin, who had half of her face exposed from behind Xu Chongde, said with some dissatisfaction. Yang Xiaofan quickly laughed and let the two of them into the office.

"So small?"

Xu Chongde looked around and could see a transparent small office with a glance, and said with a smile.

Yang Xiaofan asked the two to sit down at the small round table by the door. There were three people in his office, so he went to pour two cups of tea.

"There is no way, I don't have to pay for money. Besides, what can I do if I want a big office in a small business? I can't afford it!"

Xu Huixin curled her lips and smiled: "Don't you make money? Didn't you make only two million? The bonuses have doubled."

"Then, that money was taken away by Xiuyu."

"I know. She bought the stocks of that company for you. If no one is causing trouble in it, it will definitely return to its original value. It is normal to rise by 20-30%, and maybe there will be more. I sold a little myself, hehe."

Xu Chongde turned his head and looked at Xu Huixin and smiled, "You girl is cruel, aren't you a little bit?"

"Hehe, it's still uncle who knows me and I have all my wealth."

Yang Xiaofan twitched the corners of his mouth. These women were really cruel enough: "Aren't you afraid of losing money?"

"If you lose, you lose. Just make another profit. What a good opportunity. It would be a pity to miss it for nothing. You can buy beautiful clothes by making more money!"

Xu Chongde smiled, without saying apologizing for Xu Huixin, but instead praised: "Your father does not have the courage of you. In the past, I was always worried that you would be suppressed by your father and lose yourself. How great is it now."

"Yeah!" Xu Huixin nodded vigorously and glanced at Yang Xiaofan, with the meaning quite unclear.

Xu Chongde pulled out two scrolls from the canvas painting bag beside him. They were actually framed. He took out a pair and handed them to Yang Xiaofan: "Hang it up and take a look."

Yang Xiaofan took the painting with a smile, unbuttoned the rope buckle, then turned around and slowly unfolded the painting, hanging it on the clothes hook on the wall.

This is still a picture of crickets. The two crickets are in a forty-five-degree diagonal line, occupying the center of the picture, and above are grass and stones. The two crickets are full of energy, with long beards like whips, legs and feet like hooks, and they look murderous, and their ruthlessness comes out of the paper.

"Living! Mr. Xu, the painting is alive!"

"Haha..." Xu Chongde laughed. Of course, he knew Yang Xiaofan's appreciation level and did not expect him to say anything. However, Yang Xiaofan's evaluation of "living" still made Xu Chongde happy from the bottom of his heart.

Xu Huixin also smiled slightly. In her opinion, my uncle's painting is basically his pinnacle. There is nothing to be picky about in terms of techniques and layout. Yang Xiaofan's live comment is indeed appropriate, but the painting is beautiful, but it is a pity that it is just a pair of weavings, lacking a magnificent momentum. After all, it is just a leisurely and leisure fun, so no matter how good it is, it is like this.

But Yang Xiaofan suddenly pointed at one of the crickets and said, "I'm afraid this one will lose!"

Xu Huixin was stunned and then giggled: "You are so funny. This is a painting, and there will never be any winning or losing."

Yang Xiaofan was also stunned, then scratched his head awkwardly and said, "Haha, that's right, but why do you always feel that you will lose!"

Xu Chongde sighed and said, "Hui Xin, I just said that you are not thorough enough to see the painting. Xiaofan is right and will only lose. Because I thought so when I was painting, so the momentum in the painting is reflected. You didn't see it, but Xiaofan saw that this painting is a work I broke through and understood how to convey my 'god' through the painting."

Xu Huixin was told by Xu Chongde, but she was not angry. Instead, she glanced at Yang Xiaofan in surprise and said seriously: "Uncle, you didn't tell me before, are you trying to see if Xiaofan can see it?"

"Yes, you care too much about the techniques. Although Xiaofan doesn't understand these things, his poetry expresses his aspirations and his paintings are vivid. He grasps the key points, but you are blinded by the flowers."

Xu Huixin nodded and frowned slightly to think, but Yang Xiaofan felt a little embarrassed. He really didn't understand painting. The comment just now was just his intuitive feeling. Perhaps just as Xu Chongde said, he was looking at paintings, while Xu Huixin was looking at techniques.

Xu Chongde turned to look at Yang Xiaofan and smiled, "Is this painting acceptable?"

"Of course, how much is this painting worth?"

Xu Chongde laughed loudly, and Xu Huixin rolled her eyes in anger.

"It's about 100,000 to 200,000, but you can't sell it if you have a gift on this painting!"

Xu Chongde said proudly, and Yang Xiaofan looked at Xu Chongde in surprise. Could it be that he had arrived long ago?

After looking at the picture carefully, it turns out that what is even more sinister is that Xu Chongde's title is very close to the middle, so it is not easy to cut it off.

Yang Xiaofan laughed awkwardly, it seemed that he was really seen through. The last time he couldn't play the trick of tying flowers to offer Buddha.

Xu Chongde smiled even more proudly when he saw Yang Xiaofan's appearance. Yang Xiaofan said dissatisfiedly: "Old Xu, it takes only a few minutes for you to draw a painting. Why are you so stingy?"

"Scarcity is precious!" Xu Chongde said with a smile.

Yang Xiaofan rolled his eyes: "Mr. Xu, aren't you just giving me a painting today, right?"

Xu Chongde nodded, put away his smile and said, "It's true, you hang this one too."

Yang Xiaofan took another scroll and the format seemed to be narrower. Yang Xiaofan didn't understand these, nor did he know what the width and narrowness of these formats mean.

Slowly opening the painting and hanging it on the wall, Yang Xiaofan took the opportunity to glance at Xu Chongde and Xu Huixin. However, they found that the two of them had a heavy expression. Yang Xiaofan immediately knew what was going on with the painting.

Yang Xiaofan really doesn't know how to draw. This painting that looks a bit old is a painting of landscapes and figures, which looks clear and ancient. It gives people a comfortable and faint feeling of loss. As for good or bad, a guy like Yang Xiaofan can't tell it.

"Old Xu, is this the painting you are looking for?"

"Yes. That's this one."

"Is this what you painted?"

"Yes, how about it?"

Yang Xiaofan pulled the corner of his mouth: "You asked Yu Ji again. This painting seems to me no different from anything else. I just hang it in the house and keep your eyes occasionally."

"Don't you use a bikini beauties to raise your eyes?" Xu Chongde smiled.

Yang Xiaofan glanced at him with contempt: "That's so unsavory, it's a loss of price! This one is placed in the living room and the beauty is placed in the bedroom, Mr. Xu."

Xu Chongde smiled happily again, and Xu Huixin shook her head angrily, but she recalled that Yang Xiaofan's bedroom was not a beauty hanging, but anime and game works full of walls, mostly warriors and battlefield scenes, which is very strange.

Xu Chongde took a sip of tea and said, "I have been painting this painting for many years, and I still have some confidence. I will give this to you for hanging it in the living room, and it will be elegant."

"Haha, OK! This painting looks a bit lonely. Are the people who paint the painting unsatisfied?"

Xu Huixin was stunned, then looked at Yang Xiaofan with a bright look. Xu Chongde nodded with a smile: "No, it's an ancient man, he was unhappy if he lost his official position. He complained a lot, and he even pretended not to care."

"It's human nature. Mr. Xu, please let me see this painting. Do you want me to help you find the whereabouts of this painting?"

Xu Chongde slapped the table gently: "Yes, Huixin said you are very good at this. I think this matter must fall on you."

"You are so polite, it won't be free, right?"

"Free? Haha...it's okay if you're willing to be free. Besides, why am I polite to you? Are you not Huixin's 'boyfriend'?"

"Ha?! You know this too?"

Xu Huixin's cheeks were a little red and she glared at Yang Xiaofan in anger.

Xu Chongde smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't tell you, I support Huixin. In addition, have I already given the reward?"

"Give it?... Could it be that this fake painting is also valuable?"

Yang Xiaofan looked at this copying work in surprise, and it didn't look very valuable no matter how you look at it.

Xu Huixin smiled and said, "Although this painting is a copy, the painting skills are extremely high, and it basically reproduces the original level and artistic conception, so it is not surprising that it will be sold for more than 100,000 yuan. Moreover, the uncle's name is written on it, so there must be many people who are willing to collect it."
Chapter completed!