My Peerless Beauty President

"What did you say!?"

Fei Xiang looked at Dak in horror, apparently he didn't expect Dak to say that the painting was fake, which made his face look ugly instantly. He clearly remembered Dak saying that the painting was real, Why did it suddenly become fake?

Song Qiaoxi saw Fei Xiang's expression now, she didn't know why, she wanted to laugh very much now, as the president of a company, she just saw some clues, obviously knew that Fei Xiang might not understand these paintings, to be honest, she also Just believe Dak's words.

Dake looked at Fei Xiang apologetically, and said, "Xiang, I'm so sorry that I lied to you. This painting is indeed a fake, but you have to believe that this painting is the best one to copy. , the value is also very high, a friend of mine spent 30 US dollars to take pictures."

"Fake...fake..."

Fei Xiang's face was pale, and he looked at the painting next to him in disbelief. He didn't expect it to be fake. He staggered back two steps, raised his head to look at Duck, and then glanced at Song Qiaoxi.

At this moment, Song Qiaoxi looked at Fei Xiang with a calm expression.

But in Fei Xiang's eyes, Song Qiaoxi seemed to be looking at a clown, and Fei Xiang finally realized how ridiculous and ignorant he was.

I didn't expect this painting to be copied...

No wonder that when he told Duck, a violent person like Duck didn't respond at all. It turned out that he had a guilty conscience because he told a lie.

Dake looked at Zhang Chenfeng, suddenly stretched out his right hand to Zhang Chenfeng, and said appreciatively: "Sir, you are the person who knows the best Picasso paintings I have ever met. I really didn't expect you to be able to recognize this painting at a glance. It’s amazing how fake the painting is.”

"No way, who told me to learn something casually since I was a child."

Zhang Chenfeng scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly.

Song Qiaoxi rolled his eyes at Zhang Chenfeng, wanted to smile but didn't, as if he felt that something was out of place.

Darke said with a smile: "Mr. is really humble. I wonder if I can accompany you for a stroll and let you see my paintings."

"of course can."

Zhang Chenfeng smiled.

Dak was overjoyed and hurried to lead the way.

As for Fei Xiang, he forgot about it for a moment and completely ignored him.

As for Zhang Chenfeng and Song Qiaoxi, they even ignored Fei Xiang's plan.

In Song Qiaoxi's heart, it was better to keep a little distance from Fei Xiang in front of Zhang Chenfeng.

Suddenly, she pulled Zhang Chenfeng's arm.

Zhang Chenfeng turned to look at her.

Song Qiaoxi asked in a low voice, "Did you really see the problem from the painting?"

Obviously, she still has some doubts about Zhang Chenfeng suddenly becoming a master painter.

Zhang Chenfeng looked at Song Qiaoxi and smiled mysteriously.

Song Qiaoxi posted a note to Zhang Chenfeng, and said softly, "Say it."

Zhang Chenfeng shook his head, glanced at Dake who was walking in front, and said softly: "Of course I don't understand. I don't have time to study so deeply. It's just that my memory is good, so I remember more. As for the three-dimensional and four-dimensional Who can see the things, just fool the foreigners."

Speaking of this, Zhang Chenfeng closed his mouth, because he realized a problem, Song Qiaoxi is from Bangzi Kingdom, logically speaking, he should also be a foreigner.

It's just that this foreigner is an Asian/Asian, so there is no difference with them.

Seeing Zhang Chenfeng looking at her strangely, Song Qiaoxi froze for a moment, then realized what Zhang Chenfeng's eyes meant, she stretched out her left fist, tapped Zhang Chenfeng's shoulder, and whispered: "You are also a foreigner."

Yes, in Song Qiaoxi's country, Zhang Chenfeng is indeed considered a foreigner.

Zhang Chenfeng shook his head with a smile, and did not continue talking.

After the two visited the art exhibition, they left directly. As for Fei Xiang, he probably knew that he had exposed himself, so he didn't dare to come out to make fun of himself for a while.

After leaving the cultural center, the scorching sun forced Song Qiaoxi to speed up and walk into the car.

As soon as she entered the car, the hot air made her open the car window, and then she said to Zhang Chenfeng, "Turn on the air conditioner, it's going to be hot to death."

Zhang Chenfeng smiled, started the car, and turned on the air conditioner.

"where to."

Zhang Chenfeng looked at Song Qiaoxi.

Song Qiaoxi looked at Zhang Chenfeng and asked, "Are we the only two eating together at noon today?"

"Oh……"

Zhang Chenfeng was puzzled for a moment, and suddenly felt that eating alone with Song Qiaoxi seemed unsafe. Her eyes...why did she feel like she saw a female hooligan?

Seeing Zhang Chenfeng looking at her strangely, Song Qiaoxi slammed Zhang Chenfeng's shoulder with her pink fist, "It doesn't matter, you have to invite me to dinner alone at noon today. You are not allowed to call others, and you Mr. Ye are not allowed to call either. Just say... just say that our journey is too far, it's inconvenient to call her, well, just tell her like this when the time comes."

Seeing what Zhang Chenfeng wanted to say, Song Qiaoxi stretched out her white and slender fingers, pointed in the void, and said, "Okay, you are not allowed to speak, now you are kidnapped by me, so you can't say anything now, you know No?"

Zhang Chenfeng nodded, showing that he knew.

"Then let me take a look."

Seeing that Zhang Chenfeng agreed to come down, Song Qiaoxi showed joy, lowered his head and started searching with his mobile phone, as if he wanted to see what delicious food was nearby.

Zhang Chenfeng saw that Song Qiaoxi was searching for the destination, so he was not in a hurry to leave. He put the chair back and lay down to wait for Song Qiaoxi.

After 10 minutes, Zhang Chenfeng's stomach began to growl. He looked at Song Qiaoxi and asked, "Have you found it?"

"It's coming soon."

Song Qiaoxi said without raising his head.

"Ok."

Zhang Chenfeng nodded, and continued to wait.

After another half an hour, Zhang Chenfeng asked, "Have you made your choice?"

"It's coming soon." Song Qiaoxi said, "I'm so torn, I don't know what to eat at noon, I'm choosing from barbecue, restaurant and snacks, I don't know where to go..."

"..."

Zhang Chenfeng looked at Song Qiaoxi speechlessly, and was about to suggest that she go to the buffet at noon and forget it, but Ye Zilin called.

He looked at the screen, suddenly waved at Song Qiaoxi, and pointed to the screen.

Song Qiaoxi was startled when she saw the screen, and hurriedly said: "You...you just said that we are on the Jiuhuan side and we can't go back now, so we can't have lunch with her for the time being."

"Jianghai City doesn't have the Nine Rings..."

Zhang Chenfeng said helplessly.

"Then you just talk about the suburbs, anyway, you can figure it out."

Song Qiaoxi said.

Zhang Chenfeng nodded, and connected Ye Zilin's phone. He really asked where they were, and wanted to invite Song Qiaoxi to dinner at noon.