Dragon roars in nine frontiers

Seven days ago, Qin Jiang was bored and planned to paint.

I painted seven or eight pictures in a row but couldn't find the state, and finally threw them all into the garbage basket, including this picture of a cold pine in a gloomy stream.

It should be that the prison guards cleaned his room and picked it up, feeling that he lost it but took it out and sold it.

Thinking of this, Qin Jiang couldn't help but smile.

"Yo, Xiao Qin is here, he looks more and more like your mother!" Su

Zhenghe patted Qin Jiang's shoulder and nodded with a smile.

On the side, there was a young girl's cold snort, her face full of disgust and disgust.

The girl wore a delicately tailored casual outfit, with a round neck revealing a clear and beautiful collarbone.

The gray miniskirt is topped with stockings to set off the slender legs.

Under the high hair is a face as tender as milk skin.

The girl is Su Zhenghe's daughter, Su Tianwei.

She looked at Qin Jiang's mediocre face, ordinary temperament, and loose appearance.

I dare not imagine what a tragic scene it will be in the second half of my life if I marry such a person.

The

father is the head of the family, and he always speaks with every word, and no one can change it.

Su Zheng and his wife Li Daiqin were also full of displeasure, but they only dared to secretly scold in their hearts:

Like a fart, not a poor bastard

! They are twenty-eight, they have achieved nothing, and they are still prisoners of labor reform!

The daughter is so good, she became the president of the company after graduating from college.

Her man is at least a young master of Zhang Peng's level!"

Su Zhenghe pointed to a man with a national character face next to him and said with a smile: "

This is Liu Daqian, the manager of Tiansheng Construction, if you call Manager Liu!"

Qin Jiang greeted politely.

Manager Liu nodded lightly, and his gaze fell on the painting again.

"A few strokes are like a cloud brocade, dotted ink to paint the heart of the heart, this painting will Master Wang Ming's proud state of mind, express it vividly!"

"Look at this lonely pine, let the waterfall splash, the mountain wind blowing, still standing proudly halfway up the mountain."

"From this little ink, we can see that Master Wang Ming's spirit of not admitting defeat in adversity!" Manager

Liu pointed to the pool under

the waterfall: "See this fish?" "The other fish are swimming towards the waterfall, all of them are in the posture of jumping over the dragon gate."

"And what is this fish doing?"

"Isolated on the shore, leisurely."

"Miss Su, what do you think this shows Master Wang Ming's state of mind?" Manager Li's

words stopped Su Tianwei, thought for a moment, and said,

"I think Master Wang Ming wants to express his hidden mentality through this fish.

"I don't think so. Lao Liu shook his head and said

, "Hidden dragon Yuyuan, waiting

for the opportunity!" "This fish seems to be leisurely, but in fact, through the direction of the tail swing, it is charging for a leap of dragon gate

!" "This is also a performance of contention

!" Su Tianwei smiled awkwardly and gave a thumbs up:

"Manager Liu is worthy of being Master Wang Ming's iron fan, the analysis is too correct, I am ashamed of myself!"

The pine tree was just a pine tree that he dripped ink on paper and had to draw a pine tree.

And the fish was even more unintentional, the tomato sauce could not be wiped off on it, and only a few red ink strokes were lit to cover it.

Because

of these two failures, Qin Jiang was very dissatisfied with this painting and threw it directly into the garbage basket.

They even commented on these two failures, and it was the most important thing to talk

about!

Qin Jiang couldn't help but shake his head, and a helpless smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"What do you mean?" Su Tianwei frowned, a flash of displeasure flashing across her face.

A prisoner who has just been released from prison does not hurry back to the living room and wait, shaking his head and smiling at a famous

painting, what a shame!" "This painting has little collectible value, and it is still a copycat." Seeing

that Liu Daqian had obtained the supreme treasure, Qin Jiang didn't want to lie to him and said his thoughts.

"Nonsense!" Li

Daiqin finally seized the opportunity and was furious:

"Do you know art? Do you know who Master Wang Ming is

?" "This painting was bought by Wei Wei for more than three million, how can it be fake?"

After speaking, his eyes signaled to Qin Jiang: "Xiao Qin, you go to the living room to drink tea first, and you will accompany Governor Liu for a few glasses of wine later."

Qin Jiang said lightly: "This is really an imitation, Wei Wei bought it for a lot of money, take it and return it!" He

knew that the painting was bought by Su Tianwei to befriend Manager Liu.

If he didn't point it out, Manager Liu took it back, so that the knowledgeable people could see that it was fake, and if he couldn't hang his face, he would definitely be furious.

Manager Liu couldn't help frowning.

"Qin Jiang, you have no end!" Su Tianwei glared at him and said angrily: "When I bought the painting, I looked for someone to palm my eyes, that person is a researcher in the Jiangbei Museum, are you better than him?"

"Don't think that if you have seen a few works by Master Wang Ming, you can stink everywhere!" In

the face of Su Tianwei's reprimand, Qin Jiang's face sank, and he pointed to the seal and said:

" This seal is almost the same as the original author's seal, indicating that this person has a strong imitation skill.

"But look closely at the seal Taiping, there is no smell of gold stone, it should be a photographic version of the imitation seal."

Liu Daqian looked stunned, and quickly took out a magnifying glass and walked up.

Qin Jiang continued: "Wang Ming's paintings are depressed in the early stage, and the ink is depressed and full of changes.

"The later stage is arrogant and wild, eclectic in ink, and has a stirring and grand emotional tension.

"The contrast between the style of painting before and after the end is suppressed, this painting is this year, and the ink should be hearty and straightforward."

"But looking at the part, the situation that the ink is not bad and the lines are soft is too out of line with Wang Ming's later style."

Old Liu's face changed abruptly, he threw the magnifying glass heavily on the painting, and said coldly:

"The little brother is right, the seal is a photographic version, and the local lines are not correct

!" "It is indeed an imitation!" The

three members of the Su family were all stunned on the spot.

Su Tianwei was even more depressed.

She bought paintings to give to Liu Daqian, just to engage in projects.

This is good, not only is the project no drama, but it also provokes Manager Liu.

"Hey, Governor Liu, it is difficult to distinguish the true and false of a collection line, and it is inevitable to look away.

"Don't be angry, I'll make some wine and drink it together." Su Zhenghe rescued the scene and dragged him to the living room.

Li Daiqin also followed, and quickly poured tea with a smiling face.

Su Zhenghe took advantage of this gap to say to Qin Jiang: "You and Wei Wei will go to the Civil Affairs Bureau now and get the marriage certificate."

"Leave it to me here, when the meal is ready, let's accompany Manager Liu to have a good drink

!" "Uncle Su, this is too anxious!" Qin Jiang touched his nose and said embarrassedly.

"I discussed it with your mother ten years ago, where is the hurry? Hurry up!" Su Zhenghe pushed Qin Jiang and Su Tianwei out the door.

Su Tianwei looked unhappy, but still went to the Civil Affairs Bureau with Qin Jiang to get the certificate.

......

"Married?" Looking at the marriage certificate in his hand, Qin Jiang was a little stunned.

In the photo, Su Tianwei's face was full of frost, and her face was almost pulled to the ground.

"You are just a prisoner who has a criminal record and cannot find a job, and I am the president of the Su Group!"

"Although I am married, I will not share a room with you, and when Dad relaxes, we will divorce!" On

the way back to Su's house, Su Tianwei slammed on the accelerator all the way, venting her unwillingness in her heart.

The two came to Su's house.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Manager Liu holding a scroll and going out laughing.

"Genuine product, I have carefully confirmed, this "Jiangnan Smoke and Rain Map" is the genuine product of Master Wang Ming!" "

President Su, I won't eat here! Prepare 100 million to sign the contract the day after tomorrow! Haha..." Qin

Jiang looked towards the room, and there was an extra man in the living room.

Brushed with oil head, the designer suit is spotless and full of smiles.

This person is Su Tianwei's suitor, Zhang Peng.

"Great!" Su Zhenghe held Zhang Peng's hand tightly, and said with gratitude on his face:

"Zhang Shao is really raining in time!

"Her business is my business, it should be!" Qin

Jiang frowned and looked towards the entrance, his "Jiangnan Smoke and Rain Map" was gone!