The female supporting role is the ultimate boss

Old Man Qiu walked in from the gate with a smile on his face. The two uncles of the Qiu family walked on both sides, each with an arm, supporting Old Man Qiu.

The three of them walked to the middle, and the housekeeper handed over the microphone. Uncle Qiu took it and handed it to Mr. Qiu.

Mr. Qiu smiled and said the welcome speech, and the two uncles and the two aunts kowtowed to celebrate their birthday, and presented the gifts they carefully prepared.

Qiu Qingyuan kowtowed with his younger brothers;

After them, it was Jiang Li and Jiang Muqiu's turn.

The brothers and sisters kowtowed to celebrate their birthdays and presented gifts. Old Man Qiu looked at them with tears in his eyes, "Okay, okay, get up, get up..."

The old man helped Jiang Li himself, looked at Bao Yunkuan not far away, and waved to him.

Jiang Yutang, who was waiting to pay homage to the old man's birthday, instantly turned dark.

Pian Wen Ruyu added fuel to the side, "What's the matter? Jiang Li and his brothers and sisters are the grandsons of the old man, so it's fine if it's your turn to be in front of you. How can a poor boy who can't beat him be in the front? Yutang, Qiu This family is too contemptuous of people..."

That's what he said, but Jiang Yutang didn't want to admit it.

He looked at Wen Ruyu coldly, "Shut up."

Wen Ruyu pursed her lips, suddenly saw the painting in Bo Yunkuan's hand, thought of the scene she had just seen in the courtyard, and whispered something in Jiang Yutang's ear.

Jiang Yutang was dubious, "You didn't lie to me?"

"I heard what Sun Shao said with my own ears, and I'm not quite sure. Do they dare to say nonsense?" Wen Ruyu asked.

"Besides, the authentic one is in the Palace Museum in Beijing, so what he got must be a fake."

Jiang Yutang nodded slowly, "It makes sense."

He motioned Wen Ruyu to follow him closely, and the two passed through several business giants standing in front of them, and walked up to Old Man Qiu and the others.

Called, "Dad."

Mr. Qiu, who was holding the painting given by Bo Yunkuan, was watching with a smile. When he looked up and saw him, his expression instantly became indifferent.

He said calmly, "Here we come."

Jiang Yutang frowned, and there was a glint of misery in his eyes, but he didn't show any dissatisfaction on his face, he stepped forward with a smile and said, "Is this a birthday gift from Bo Yunkuan to Dad?"

After finishing speaking, he leaned closer, looked at the side carefully, and exclaimed.

"This, this is a fake."

Then, there was an accusation against Bo Yungui.

"I don't have money to buy expensive gifts, and I can't fool the old man with a fake one, you kid..."

When he yelled, the people around him all looked over.

Old Man Qiu's face was so ugly that it couldn't be more ugly, and he looked at Jiang Yutang coldly.

Uncle Qiu laughed, "Director Jiang still appreciates ancient paintings?"

Jiang Yutang couldn't hear the sarcasm in it, so he put on an elegant look, and smiled lightly, "I understand a little bit, this painting is indeed a fake, and the real Zhang Zeduan is currently in the Palace Museum in Beijing."

"In your opinion, how much is this picture of going up the river during the Qingming Festival worth?" Uncle Qiu still smiled.

Jiang Yutang pondered for a while, made some calculations, and looked at Bo Yunkuan with an expression of 'You child is too ignorant, I can't help you';

"If you find someone to copy it, it will only cost a few thousand yuan at most."

There was an uproar around.

"Thousands of dollars? Why is the grandson and son-in-law of the Qiu family so shabby? The old man gave such a cheap fake painting for his birthday? He doesn't take the Qiu family seriously..."

"I heard that this Bo Yunqian is very poor, his parents are both dead, and he is a poor boy!"

"Then how did this person get involved with Qiu's family and make an appointment with Miss Jiang?"

"Say it's baby girl..."

"Baby dear? Are there any merchants surnamed Bo who have fallen by the wayside in Jiangcheng?"

"never heard of that……"

Sun Shao and a few cronies sneaked in to see the world, and happened to bump into Jiang Yutang to make things difficult for Bo Yunqian, so he couldn't help being happy.

"Let this poor boy be soft and hard, this time he will be kicked to the iron plate, right? Let's see how he makes a fool of himself!"

Just at this time, someone dialed Bo Yunkuan's WeChat video.

Bo Yunkuan smiled, "It's Grandpa."

Mr. Qiu, who was in a rage, saw the WeChat avatar displayed on it, hurriedly adjusted his clothes, and then signaled Bo Yunkuan to take the video.

As soon as the video was connected, a majestic old man appeared in the camera.

When Old Man Qiu saw the old man, his eyes were slightly red, he stood up straight and saluted, "Commander."