Chen Ping frowned and looked at Gao Yang.

The latter glared at him angrily and sneered: "It's too late to send you a painting. Did you not take Uncle Jiang seriously at all?"

Bang!

Jiang Guomin walked over with anger at this moment, and slapped Chen Ping in the face.

He said angrily: "How come I have such a useless son-in-law as you? I've really lost all my face!"

This sudden slap made everyone in the exhibition hall feel a little sad.

However, their faces were not sympathy, but mockery.

Gao Yang was so happy to see Jiang Guomin hit Chen Ping in front of so many people.

Good fight!

This waste should be beaten.

Chen Ping's eyes were chilling, but he quickly suppressed it and said, "I'm sorry, dad, I'm delayed some things on the road."

snort!

Jiang Guomin snorted coldly, held the painting, relieved his mood, turned around and walked away with a smile, and said, "Come on, Tang Bohu's original work, "Spring Mountain Companion Picture."

Gao Yang stood in front of the embarrassed Chen Ping, pulled the collar of his suit, and said proudly: "Chen Ping, you can really bear it. I really don't know how you married Jiang Wan with such trash."

Provocation, ridicule.

Chen Ping smiled coldly and said, "It has nothing to do with you."

Gao Yang snorted coldly and said, "You are not convinced? You don't even look at what you are. Uncle Jiang doesn't like you at all. As long as I work harder, you will be kicked out of the Jiang family. By then, you will be a betrayal dog, and I really want to see how you wag your tail and beg for mercy at that time!"

Gao Yang laughed a few times, finally glanced at Chen Ping with a ridiculous look, turned around and shouted to Jiang Guomin.

Here, Zheng Tai followed him early in the morning.

He saw the previous scene and felt very annoyed.

"Mr. Chen, do you want me to teach you a lesson?" Zheng Tai walked over and asked in a low voice.

Chen Ping shook his head, frowned and said coldly: "No, this is my own business, do your part well."

Zheng Tai nodded in a hurry.

If others see this, they will definitely be shocked.

Zheng Tai, the underground emperor of Shangjiang City, treated an ordinary young man so respectfully.

Moreover, looking at it, I was still very scared.

Great!

Chen Ping took a deep breath and stood in the corner of the exhibition hall, doing nothing.

There were crowds of people there, and Jiang Guomin proudly shared Tang Bohu's "Spring Mountain Companion Picture" with a group of old friends and collectors.

The joy that was beyond words made Chen Ping feel a little worried.

My father-in-law won’t really let her divorce Jiang Wan.

How to recover this broken marriage?

"Lao Jiang, this painting is amazing, the original one!"

"Take it out for auction, at least five million!"

"More than that, I think it's ten million!"

A group of people were talking while enjoying the paintings.

Ten million?

Jiang Guomin heard it, so happy that he was also shocked.

One painting, ten million.

"Xiao Gao, did you really give this to me?" Jiang Guomin asked Gao Yang who was standing beside him.

After all, this is ten million, and I’m giving it to myself for nothing?

Gao Yang naturally understood what Jiang Guomin meant and said openly: "Uncle Jiang, of course this painting is for you. I don't know how to collect it. This painting should be in the hands of everyone like your collection, so that it has its value!"

I have to say that Gao Yang is quite good at flattering.

Jiang Guomin was very happy now, patted Gao Yang on the shoulder, and said with a smile on his face: "Come to my house for dinner another day, I will ask your Aunt Yang to cook some specialties for you."

Jiang Guomin would not be able to see Gao Yang’s thoughts, it’s interesting to his daughter.

But he is also a person who wants to be respected. Jiang Wan has married Chen Ping. Could it be that he really broke up the two of them and let his daughter marry Gao Yang?

That's the second marriage, and I can't hold my face anymore.

Maybe, you can go back and ask your daughter for your opinion.

At this point, Jiang Guomin looked at Chen Ping, who was standing foolishly in the corner, and felt very unhappy. He snorted coldly and muttered: "What a futile thing!"

Chen Ping also noticed the gaze of his father-in-law looking at him, grinned with a hehe, but rolled his eyes back.

Yes, my father-in-law looked down on me.

At this time, outside the Guohua exhibition hall, a luxurious Bentley was parked at the door.

In an instant, several female receptionists came up to meet them.

Feng Ruixiang came to Guohua Exhibition Hall today. I heard that there will be a treasure from the Ming Dynasty for exhibition here today, and it is also the original work of Tang Bohu!

He was very curious.

I was originally a well-known collection in China. When I heard that there were good things to be exhibited, I naturally had to come and take a look.

After entering the exhibition hall, Feng Ruixiang's identity caused a lot of sensation in an instant.

"Damn! Isn't that Feng Ruixiang and Feng Dong of Guohua Trade?"

"Master of the collection world, he actually came!"

"It's amazing, Jiang Guomin's painting even alarmed this big Buddha."

Many well-known figures in Shangjiang City greeted Feng Ruixiang respectfully and curled up to him after seeing him.

Not only is he famous as a famous collector, he is also an old man worth more than 3 billion yuan!

Of course, all the collectors are bragged by locals and they are just famous.

But in this local area, it is a master-level figure, and there is no need to discuss it.

At this time, Jiang Guomin directly greeted him with a smile from the innermost exhibition hall, followed by seven or eight people, all of whom were his friends.

"Oh, Master Feng personally visited the exhibition, and I'm sorry to welcome him."

Jiang Guomin was so excited at this moment. Feng Ruixiang, the master of the collection world, came in person, and his fame suddenly increased a lot.

"Mr. Jiang, you are polite. I came here too, so I was so upset."

Feng Ruixiang shook hands with Jiang Guomin politely, smiling.

"It is my honor for Master Feng to come. I will take you around. These are all things I usually play tricks on, and they cannot be compared with Master Feng's collection."

When Jiang Guomin met Feng Ruixiang at this time, he was like a novice in the collector's world who met his teacher, and he was very humble.

When Gao Yang met Feng Ruixiang, he naturally would not miss the opportunity to flatter him.

He stepped forward, shook hands with him enthusiastically, and said, "Hello, Mr. Feng, I am the general manager of Xingmeng Media, Gao Yang, I am very happy to know you."

Feng Ruixiang shook hands with him politely. As soon as he was about to speak, Gao Yang continued: "Dr. Feng, I was organizing this exhibition today. Why don't I take you to see it yourself?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Guomin, who was standing behind Gao Yang, turned apart.

Didn't this kid see himself standing here?

Need him to take it with him?

However, Gao Yang completely left Jiang Guomin behind at this moment, and introduced Feng Ruixiang very diligently and proactively.

Although Jiang Guomin was a little dissatisfied, he followed and added a few words from time to time.

The people behind him also nodded frequently, holding Feng Ruixiang.

Many people muttered:

"Now Jiang Guomin is going to become famous in the circle, and Feng Ruixiang is here."

"No, as long as Master Feng likes things, they start hundreds of millions of dollars."

"There is no way. Although he has a waste son-in-law, he has a rich future son-in-law."

A group of people whispered, with envious and jealous expressions.

Feng Ruixiang actually looked down on the collections displayed in the outer halls. In other words, they were all garbage.

After barely looking around, Feng Ruixiang followed Gao Yang to the most luxurious exhibition hall.

There was a painting hanging in the glass cabinet in the middle, and a young man stood in front of the painting.
To be continued...