Madam's black history was picked up

After Si Tianmu hung up the phone, he immediately called Qian Bao.

This time Qian Bao answered the call faster than before: "Hello, Mu."

"The game has started, you can act now."

"Okay!" Qian Bao hung up the phone readily.

Song Ge drove to Si's Group, and after telling the receptionist his name, the receptionist invited him upstairs.

Si Tianmu was making tea early and waiting.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Song Ge pushed the door open and walked in.

Si Tianmu skillfully brewed tea, looked up at Song Ge: "Come and taste this year's spring tea."

Song Ge sat across from Si Tianmu familiarly: "You don't mean to ask me about the tea ceremony, do you? Don't tell me, I really understand this."

Si Tianmu put a cup of tea in front of Song Ge: "Then drink and see, what kind of tea is this?"

Song Ge smiled: "I still need to drink it, it looks like Biluochun!" He picked up the teacup, put it under his nose and sniffed it.

"Look at the tea buds are fat, green in color, and soft in leaf quality. In addition, there are generally no pests and diseases during the spring tea season. There is no need to use pesticides, and the tea leaves are also pollution-free."

"So your tea can be regarded as the highest quality green tea."

"Not bad, Song Ge." Si Tianmu admired.

"No wonder you brought a book several feet thick with you on a business trip."

"How do you know that I still bring books with me on a business trip?" Song Ge looked puzzled.

"Uh..." was missed.

Si Tianmu rolled his eyes: "You said it yourself! Last time at the Jinxin Hotel, you talked endlessly when you were drunk."

"Hehe! Really? I forgot." Song Ge scratched the back of his head.

Si Tianmu laughed in his heart: "It's really easy to fool."

"But I didn't ask you to come here today to teach me the tea ceremony. During the last meal, you said that you are especially good at appraising antique calligraphy and paintings."

"There will be an auction of ancient calligraphy and paintings in country M next month. I want to choose a birthday present for my dad, but I don't understand it, and I'm afraid I'll buy a fake."

"So you taught me how to distinguish the authenticity of calligraphy and painting."

Song Ge laughed: "How can I learn it in a while?"

"Hey, look down on me! And I don't rely on this for a living, so you can just tell me about what I need to pay attention to when buying calligraphy and paintings."

"Alright then, I will simply tell you the basis for identifying ancient calligraphy and paintings.

Next, Song Ge started a tirade that made Si Tianmu regret it so much that he wanted to hit the wall.

"The formation of the style of painting and calligraphy in this era is closely related to the political economy, living habits, and material conditions at that time, that is to say, it cannot be separated from its era background."

"For example, writing has undergone many changes since ancient times. Song people used to write..."

"The examination papers of the Qing Dynasty became more strict after Kangxi, requiring neat lines and well-proportioned characters. Horizontal, flat, vertical, straight, smooth and round..."

"From the perspective of writing, whether it is the use of poems and vocabulary, the description of deeds, or the expression of thoughts and feelings, we can see the style of their times, for example..."

"Characters of different eras have different strokes. Books written in ancient times and engraved books can be used to determine dynasties based on taboo characters. This identification method is also applicable to the identification of calligraphy and painting..."

"There is also the author's birth date, the living system reflected in the work, etc., which also directly or indirectly help to judge the era and distinguish the authenticity..."

Si Tianmu kept scratching his head. He drank one cup after another of the tea in front of him, but Song Ge was still talking.

Below the Si's Group building, Xu Xiangqing was wearing a pair of pencil jeans, a black leather jacket, and a pair of black Martin boots, walking around near the Si's Group.

"Didn't the chief say that there would be a robbery here? I've been walking around here for almost an hour, and I haven't found anyone suspicious."

"Could it be that the information is wrong? No, I have to call and ask. It's not good if you don't make a mistake."

Qian Bao was restless in the office, wondering if things were going well, when the landline on the desk rang, Qian Bao was startled, and hurriedly grabbed the phone: "Hello."

"Sir, I'm Xu Xiangqing."

"Xu Xiangqing, how is it? Did you save that man? Did it go well, that man..."

"Chief." Xu Xiangqing interrupted Qian Bao.

"There was no robbery here."

"What?" Qian Bao was confused.

"I rushed over immediately after receiving your mission, but I've been wandering downstairs of the Si Group for almost an hour, and I haven't found any suspicious people."

Qian Bao is not calm now, what happened to Si Tianmu?You can't drop the chain at this time.

He suddenly called the instructor who trained the recruits to catch the robbers. Xu Xiangqing already had doubts, but obeying orders is a soldier's bounden duty. Although Xu Xiangqing was surprised, he didn't ask much.

Si Tianmu must not hinder him this time.

"Hey, Chief, are you listening?"

"Ah? Oh." Qian Bao recovered in time: "You, what did you say?"

"I said, could it be that the address provided by the informant is wrong, and the robbers are committing crimes elsewhere at this time?"

"will not."

Qian Bao realized that his answer was too affirmative, and explained: "The informant has cooperated with us for a long time, and the information he provided is generally not wrong."

"Keep staring there, I'll call and check again."

"Yes, Chief."

In the CEO's office, Song Ge's gentle and elegant voice still sounded unhurriedly.

"The second identification method is the identification of paper and silk. The materials silk and paper used in calligraphy and painting play a certain role in judging the age of calligraphy and painting."

"So, the identification of silk and paper is another way to identify calligraphy and painting."

The hair on Si Tianmu's head was almost torn off by him, and he couldn't hold the tea anymore. At this moment, he regretted it very much, why did he ask Song Ge to tell him this?

He just talked about other things indiscriminately, and then went directly to the topic, and it was over. Who would have thought that Song Ge would talk casually, and he would talk endlessly.

Si Tianmu wanted to interrupt Song Ge several times. It can be seen that he spoke so vigorously that it seemed a little inappropriate to interrupt him, and if he interrupted suddenly, the rhythm behind him was a bit out of tune.

While Si Tianmu was scratching his head, his cell phone rang.

At this moment, Si Tianmu felt that the phone ringtone was the best music in the world, and he loved the caller to death.

Si Tianmu didn't show his inner excitement, he took out his phone slowly, but he was shouting in his heart: "Don't stop if you keep ringing for a while.

At this time, Song Ge, who was talking eloquently, was also interrupted by the ringtone of Si Tianmu's cell phone.

Si Tianmu smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'll answer the phone."

Song Ge smiled and nodded: "Okay, I just happened to be a little thirsty too, I'll drink some water."

Si Tianmu was so anxious that he wanted to hit someone, he said to himself: "You have been talking for more than an hour, can you not be thirsty?"

Si Tianmu stood up with his mobile phone, went to the desk and answered the phone hastily.

As soon as the phone was connected, Qian Bao's exasperated voice came: "Si Tianmu, what the hell are you doing? Then Xu Xiangqing has been strolling downstairs for almost two hours, why hasn't that person come out?"

Qian Bao's voice was too loud, and Si Tianmu was really afraid that Song Ge had heard something, so he immediately reached out to cover the phone, and turned his head to look at Song Ge with a guilty conscience.

Song Ge is drinking tea with his neck up.

Si Tianmu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and whispered, "Right now."

Then he cleared his throat again and said loudly, "So anxious? Okay, okay, I understand, I'll be right there." He hung up the phone right away.

Song Ge drank three cups of tea to moisten his smoldering throat. He was about to continue talking when he heard Si Tianmu say that something was urgent.

He turned his head to look at Si Tianmu: "What's the matter, Tianmu? What happened?"

Si Tianmu walked over with his mobile phone, with an apologetic expression on his face: "Something happened on the construction site of the Happy City we are building, I have to go and have a look."

"Oh, if there is something on the construction site, we can't delay it. You can go there quickly. We'll talk about it when you come back after dealing with it."

Si Tianmu immediately surrendered in his heart: "Please forgive me! If there are so many things to learn from the real thing, then I would rather buy a fake one."

Si Tianmu pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty: "I still don't know when I will be able to deal with it."

"It's okay." Song Ge is very talkative: "Call me if you have time, and I'll come over and tell you about it."

"Since you have something to do now, I will leave first, and I will call you later." Song Ge stood up after speaking.

"Okay, okay." Si Tianmu responded while sending Song Ge out.

As soon as he walked to the door, Si Tianmu suddenly slapped his forehead: "Oh, look at my memory, I almost forgot the business."

"What's wrong?" Song Ge looked at Si Tianmu inexplicably.

"I called you here today because I want to give you the money for the last purchase of cultural goods. You believe me, you brought the goods to me without paying the money."

"I haven't given you any money yet. Thinking about it, I'm really sorry."

"Hehe, it's okay. Actually, I'm not particularly anxious." Although Song Ge said so, he didn't mean to refuse.

His small company can't compare with Si Tianmu's big company, and a payment of 100 million is a huge sum for his company.

However, due to his long-term relationship with Si Tianmu, it was difficult for him to ask for it. Now that Si Tianmu directly proposed it, how could he refuse it as the boss.

Si Tianmu saw Song Ge's thoughts and smiled: "Sooner or later, I will give it to you. Since you are here, I will give it to you by the way."

"Wait for me, I'll get it for you."

"Okay." Song Ge agreed wholeheartedly.

He thought Si Tianmu was going to write him a check, but when Si Tianmu came out with a big withdrawal box, the corners of Song Ge's mouth twitched violently.

"He didn't mean to give me 100 million cash!"

When Si Tianmu opened the withdrawal box, Song Ge's expression became stiff: "He really gave me 100 million cash."

Si Tianmu looked at Song Ge who was twitching at the corner of his mouth, touched the tip of his nose, and explained a little awkwardly: "I took out this 100 million before and planned to go to the casino with a few friends."

"But then I encountered such and other things on the construction site, so I didn't go there. In addition, my company's funds are a bit tight recently, so I made an appointment with my friends and went later."

"So the money has been kept in my office. If you come here today, I'll give it to you as payment."

"This is plastic-sealed by the bank, a bundle of [-], do you want to open it and have a look?"