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Chapter 11, Tang Bohu's Paintings(1/2)

Alas, my wife is so beautiful and always missed.

Chen Ping also had a headache.

"Oh! Gao Yang is here! Come on, come here and sit here, sit here, Uncle Jiang."

Yang Guilan seemed very enthusiastic, "You come here as soon as you come, what other gifts are you bringing? It's so indifferent!"

"Today, Uncle Jiang's birthday is OK."

Gao Yang smiled and walked to Jiang Guomin to sit down.

Now, everyone looked at Chen Ping with strange and tragic eyes.

This son-in-law of the Jiang family is really cowardly. An outsider can sit next to Jiang Guomin, but his son-in-law sits at the lowest position by the door.

This difference is too obvious.

Yang Guilan looked at Gao Yang with a smile, and her earnest eyes looked like she was looking at her future son-in-law, and said, "Thanks to the private room that Gao Yang ordered today, we can come to Juxian Pavilion for dinner."

When they talked about this, everyone looked at Gao Yang with admiration.

Booking a private room at Juxian Pavilion is a treatment that only members can receive!

Members need to spend more than one million!

This is the real rich man.

Gao Yang was also so busy that he waved his hands. Although he was very modest, his expression couldn't help but said proudly: "Hey, it's nothing. I just made some money from the company. I just ordered a private room with my dad."

This is to show off your financial resources and family background nakedly.

However, no one will expose it, but everyone enthusiastically praises it.

"Gaoyang is so young and promising."

"Who can have such a son-in-law? That's really a blessing in life."

It immediately raised Gao Yang's face.

On the other hand, Chen Ping, who was sitting in the corner without saying a word, looked even more despised in his heart.

The same person is, the gap is too big.

"Look, Jiang Wan should have married Gao Yang at the beginning, and now she must be the wife of a wealthy family."

I don’t know who it was, but I said this sentence with a heart-wrenching heart.

All relatives looked at Chen Ping with gloating pleasure and said sarcastically:

"Looking at his cowardly look, he is so angry."

"I just know that delivering takeaway is useless!"

"I heard that his daughter also has a medicine bottle and is congenital heart disease and cannot be cured."

Familiar words, familiar faces.

Chen Ping's eyebrows cold and he didn't say anything.

He has become accustomed to it in the past two years.

Jiang Wan naturally felt uncomfortable, and sat with her husband, her face burned.

She stepped on Chen Ping under the table and glared at him again, venting her dissatisfaction.

He was ridiculed so much that he could still sit firmly on Diaoyutai, looking light and quiet.

When everyone saw that Chen Ping didn't speak, he just wanted to drink water, and he no longer wanted to continue teasing.

At this time, Gao Yang looked good for you and said, "Chen Ping, our company is short of people. Otherwise, you can go to our company to help, six or seven thousand a month should be fine, much better than delivering takeaways."

"No need, I'm doing a good job delivering takeaway." Chen Ping said lightly.

If you tell you that you are the heirs of the world's largest consortium, you will probably have to kneel down.

Money, in my eyes, is just a number.

"No matter what he does, the mud cannot support the wall."

Yang Guilan said angrily, then looked at Gao Yang with his eyes lit up and asked, "Gao Yang, what happened to you last time Auntie asked you?"

Gao Yang immediately replied with a smile: "Auntie, don't worry, it's done. Uncle Jiang's collection exhibition is no problem."

Jiang Guomin, who was still angry next to him, immediately became energetic when he heard this and said, "Xiao Gao, thank you so much. Come and have a drink for us."

As they said that, the two raised their glasses to drink together.

After Gao Yang finished drinking, he glanced proudly at Chen Ping in the corner, as arrogant as he looked.

At the same time, his eyes lingered on Jiang Wan.

He has liked this woman for a long time.

But, he married a waste!

Jiang Wan, I will let you understand the gap between me and Chen Ping!

"Wan'er, look, Gao Yang is so concerned about your father's affairs. Such a man can't even find a lantern, but he is not much better than that person." Yang Guilan really likes Gao Yang.

I have money at home, I even opened a small company, and I have connections in society.

If my daughter marrys him, she will definitely enjoy a happy life.

After saying that, she glanced at Chen Ping with disgust.

Jiang Wan was already very depressed, but she just smiled awkwardly.

It doesn't matter to Chen Ping.

Say whatever you like.

"Lao Gao, is it your personal collection exhibition?"

Many old friends are looking at Jiang Guomin with envy at this moment. It is a common phenomenon to collect antiques, calligraphy and paintings in their circle.

But being able to open your own collection exhibition is a very good thing.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Guomin was going to open his own collection exhibition.

When Jiang Guomin saw the envious and jealous expressions of these old friends, he felt even more proud and had a better impression of Gao Yang.

At the same time, he looked down on Chen Ping even more.

Why did I agree to Jiang Wan marry him?

No, I must let my daughter divorce this coward!

The banquet is halfway through.

Gao Yang ran out as if he remembered something, and when he came back, he had a long gift box on his hand, and said to Jiang Guomin as if he was showing off, "Uncle Jiang, I brought you a special gift, you will definitely like it."

The people in the entire box looked over with their heads, curious about what Gao Yang had in this long box.

Jiang Guomin has been drinking for three rounds and was already happy about holding a personal collection exhibition. Now that he saw Gao Yang give him a gift, he was naturally more happy and happy.

"Oh, Xiao Gao, look at you, you're booking a private room for me, setting up an exhibition for me, and giving gifts, which is not appropriate."

Jiang Guomin refused on the spot, but he was eager to see what it was.

Since Gao Yang said that he would be very satisfied, could it be antique calligraphy and painting?

Gao Yang opened the gift box, took out a scroll carefully from it, and said proudly: "Tang Bohu's "Spring Mountain Companion Picture", I have worked hard to make my friend's birthday gift specially prepared for Uncle Jiang."

As he said that, Gao Yang raised his eyebrows and looked at Chen Ping with a proud look.

It's really a waste. It's time to go, and I still have the heart to eat.

Have you never been to Juxian Pavilion for dinner?

However, Chen Ping's heart was shocked at this moment.

"Spring Mountain Companion Picture"?

Isn’t it the same painting as Feng Ruixiang for himself?

But Chen Ping believes that Feng Ruixiang, a well-known domestic collector, would not give him fakes.

So, he didn't plan to say anything, but just hid his gift box under the table.

Jiang Wan also noticed Chen Ping's actions, frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Chen Ping shook his head and said, "It's okay."

""Spring Mountain Companion Picture"?" Jiang Guomin was shocked and woke up all the drunkenness.

This is a baby!

Tang Bohu's paintings have been circulated many times, but this "Spring Mountain Companion Picture" is circulated on the market.

I heard that this painting has been collected by a collection of people in China.

Very valuable!

It starts at least three to four million.
To be continued...
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