The Start Starts With The Cannon Fodder Villain

There was a smile on the corner of Chu Tianlan's mouth, and he stared at Liu Changqing,

"Who told you that this painting is fake?"

Liu Changqing was stunned for a moment, a little confused.

"If it's true, why are you tearing it up?"

Chu Tianlan threw the torn "Autumn Chrysanthemum Picture" into the trash can in front of him, and then said slowly

"The torn painting in my hand is real, and the picture of autumn chrysanthemums in your house is also real.

"Hahaha, what a big joke!"

Zhang Wenzhi, who was sitting not far from Liu Changqing, gave an exaggerated and loud smile, which attracted everyone's attention, as if deliberately disgusting Chu Tianlan.

With Zhang Wenzhi's status, he naturally sat in the last row of the venue~.

"If you're stupid, just listen honestly, don't be self-righteous, and come out--to make a splash."

Chu Tianlan glanced at Zhang Wenzhi, and then withdrew his own light.

Zhang Wenzhi was humiliated by Chu Tianlan in public, so he naturally felt that he had lost face and wanted to get his face back.

"According to your point of view, that is to say, Master Fu Fenghua painted two autumn chrysanthemums, and both of them have been handed down to the present?

You say I am self-righteous, then tell me.

Why are these two paintings real!

I want to listen carefully to how you quibble. "

Chu Tianlan picked up the slightly larger debris that remained on the ground,

"Anyone who understands ancient paintings knows that the materials used in ancient paintings are generally rice paper.

Xuan paper can be divided into three types: raw Xuan, cooked Xuan and semi-cooked Xuan.

According to the thickness, it can be divided into single-layer, double-layer, and three-layer.

If you clamp Xuan Qinshui and slowly separate it, you can divide a piece of rice paper into two.

Master Fu Fenghua writes like a god, and he holds the pen with great strength, which is powerful to see through the back of the paper.

I think when he made this painting, he must have used a clipboard.

In this way, his paintings can be clearly printed on the second layer of rice paper.

That's why I say both are authentic.

Mr. Liu, if I'm not mistaken, the black of the autumn chrysanthemum in your house is a bit more dignified than this one.

And the paper is more yellowish than the painting I tore off.

When you go back, you can compare the thickness of that "Autumn Chrysanthemum" picture with other paintings on rice paper.

This is well measured. "

Liu Changqing thought for two seconds, then nodded.

There are so many paintings in his family collection, how can he remember whether the picture of "Autumn Chrysanthemum" at home is darker than this and thinner than similar paintings?

He admitted that it was because Chu Tianlan gave him the steps. In case someone sees the picture of "Qiu Ju" in his home in the future, he has a way to explain it.

"Indeed, it's the same as President Chu said.

The picture of autumn chrysanthemums in my house is much darker than this one. "

Liu Changqing nodded again and again, completely agreeing with Chu Tianlan's statement.

"Mr. Chu, I didn't expect you to know so much not only about biology, but also about ancient paintings.

I hope that when I have time, Mr. Chu can go to the humble house and help me appreciate the ancient paintings inside.

By saying this, Liu Changqing was implying Chu Tianlan's identity to those top people present.

Immediately, many people in the audience began to whisper, and many people nodded one after another, obviously guessing Chu Tianlan's identity.

I think Chu Tianlan is right.

Zhang Wenzhi, who was ridiculed by Chu Tianlan, almost turned pale.

He felt that Chu Tianlan was lying!

"Nonsense, there are so many ancient paintings in the world.

This is the first time I've heard your statement!"

Before Chu Tianlan could say anything, he saw a master of ancient painting standing up.

"You ignorant boy, you don't know what you are doing when Mr. Chu is in charge of the business world!"

Everyone followed the voice and saw that this was an old man with gray hair, the well-known Master Zhao in the ancient painting circle.

A pair of eyes are known as "Fire Eyes", which have never been seen.

Zhang Wenzhi stood up,

"Did you take black money from that kid?

As much as he pays, I pay twice as much!"

Zhang Wenzhi thought that Mr. Zhao was entrusted by Chu Tianlan.

After Zhang Wenzhi finished speaking, everyone in the audience had mocking expressions.

"Boy, you really dare to say anything.

Even the wealthy families in the imperial capital know Master Zhao's reputation!

You actually questioned his authority. "

"Is this person out of his mind?

Talking nonsense?

Dare to question what the CEO of Shenglong Group said?"

"It must be crazy, but if you are crazy, don't offend the boss of Shenglong Group and the previous president of the antique industry.

That's courting death!"

Zhang Wenzhi was stunned!

The President Chu he thought was just a new wealthy family in Huacheng who stepped on shit luck.

Otherwise, why did he grow up so big and never heard of Mr. Chu.

But I didn't expect that Mr. Chu was talking about Mr. Chu of the Shenglong Group, which is well-known throughout the country.

Master Zhao stood up, ignored the troublesome Zhang Wenzhi, and looked at Liu Changqing.

"Mr. Liu, do you still remember the picture of Qiuju?

Three years ago, I appraised a picture of autumn chrysanthemums, which was finally bought by you.

0...ask for flowers.

Some time ago, I made another appraisal. At that time, I thought it was Mr. Liu who wanted to sell the painting.

But when I looked at it later, I found that it was not the case.

I wanted to explain it to you privately after the auction.

But now it seems that it is better to explain in front of everyone.

Liu Changqing asked:

"Explain what?"

"Let me explain, there are actually two pictures of autumn chrysanthemums in this world.

At the beginning, the paper used by Master Fu Fenghua was folder Xuan.

It can be divided into two by Qinshui. When the rice paper is divided into two, there will be two autumn chrysanthemums in this world.

One color is thick, one color is light, but they are all authentic!"

What Master Zhao said was exactly the same as what Chu Tianlan said just now.

After listening to Master Zhao's words, Zhang Wenzhi's face was so ugly, so ugly.

He felt that he had become the clown in the arena and the object of ridicule by everyone.

After what happened today, he felt that he would become the laughing stock of Huacheng's wealthy families.

Zhang Wenzhi covered his face and ran out of the venue.

Chu Tianlan didn't clean him up, so someone rushed to clean him up for Chu Tianlan.

After all, Zhang Wenzhi is only the surname of the Lan family.

Even if you are bullied, ask the Lan family for help.

The Lan family will also consider the risks to see if it's worth helping him.

"Mr. Liu, there were originally two copies of "Autumn Chrysanthemum" in the world.

Now that I have destroyed one copy, there is only one authentic copy of "Qiu Ju" left, which is still in your hands.

I believe that the value of this picture will increase a lot at once. "

"Hahaha.

Mr. Chu, I have to say that you are one of the rare businessmen worthy of admiration and learning.

What you did made me so happy.

For a businessman like me who only looks at short-term profits, the most hopeful thing is to see the benefits without having to look around.

Liu Changqing immediately looked at Lan Yinmeng,

"Mr. Lan, Mr. Chu has shown me the short-term profit of this cooperation.

Next, let's talk about long-term profits.

Lan Yinmeng's beautiful eyes instantly burst into light,

"Thank you, Mr. Liu."

"Thank you for what I did, you have to thank Mr. Chu well!"

Liu Changqing saw Lan Yinmeng's hands locked tightly with Chu Tianlan, and he already knew what to do next.

Since Chu Tianlan had already helped him once, he naturally had to reciprocate and help Chu Tianlan.

Communication between people is like this, people carry people on a sedan chair. .