The little genius doctor: the beautiful CEO of divorce at the beginning

Chapter 60 Visiting the Paintings
Liang Tianhu returned to the office and sat down on the sofa with a satisfied face.

Then he lit a cigar, took out the phone and dialed it.

"Hey! Things are going well, and the person has left."

"Mr. Liang, don't worry, I will never do things like other people. I guarantee nothing will go wrong."

"Well, but don't take it lightly."

"Understood Mr. Liang."

Liang Tianhu is very satisfied with the current result. Although this first step is quite rough, he can still get rid of Uncle He from his side as he wished.

The next goal is to make Qin Yuan disappear.

This kid is always doing bad things in the middle. If you don't take precautions, it's really hard to say whether it will be a trouble in the future!

Liang Tianhu swallowed his clouds, his face was full of sinister and cunning.

As long as he doesn't give up, the Liang Group will become his own property sooner or later.

On the other side, without Uncle He's company, Liang Ying's mood instantly lost.

Looking at the silent Qin Yuan, he said directly: "You will still be my full-time driver and bodyguard in the future."

Qin Yuan looked up at Liang Ying in some puzzlement.

But there are some in my heart who don't want to do this.

If it takes a long time, this will definitely be a stumbling block for me in the future.

We must quickly find the murderer behind the poisoning.

"Liang Ying, can you see if this works? On my side, I still have my own things to do, so I can only follow you intermittently, not always"

"You can do whatever you want."

Liang Ying, who was not in a high mood, said directly in a low voice.

Qin Yuan became a little speechless when he heard this.

It seems that Uncle He's leaving without saying goodbye has caused great harm to Liang Ying.

But when you think about it, it's really a bit careless to just leave without saying a word after being rescued not long ago.

"Liang Ying, take a good rest, I'm leaving first."

"Ok!"

Qin Yuan walked out of the office cautiously.

As soon as he turned around, he ran into Liang Tianhu.

"Yo? Xiao Qin! This is you."

"Mr. Liang, I'm going back to the security room."

Qin Yuan said casually.

"By the way, I have invited you several times, what are you thinking!"

Liang Tianhu looked at Qin Yuan swearing.

Qin Yuan rolled his eyes, put on a embarrassed look and said: "To be honest, Mr. Liang, as for me, I'm not that material at all. I appreciate your kindness. But I'll just do my own job."

"Are you really going to give up this opportunity?"

Liang Tianhu said resolutely again.

Qin Yuan hesitated for a moment, and said directly: "Yes, Mr. Liang, thank you very much for your appreciation, I will go first."

Liang Tianhu, who was rejected, looked at Qin Yuan's leaving back, and his expression turned cold in an instant. It seemed that this boy was difficult to deal with.

You have to think of a different way.

"Hello! Find someone for me, Qin Yuan."

"Mr. Liang, okay."

Liang Tianhu, who hung up the phone, returned to his office unwillingly.

Qin Yuan, who was just about to sit down, planned to take a good rest in the security room. After a day of running around, he also felt a little tired.

"Jingle Bell."

The phone actually rang.

Helpless, Qin Yuan picked up the phone and saw that it was Zhao Yunyun.

"Hey!"

"Qin Yuan, our school's exhibition is scheduled for tomorrow. Let me tell you specifically, don't be late. I will wait for you at the door at nine o'clock in the morning."

Zhao Yunyun finished her words in one breath.

Before Qin Yuan could speak, the phone hung up frivolously.

Qin Yuan could only shake his head helplessly.

This suddenly changes the time, and an exhibition is too imprecise.

Qin Yuan was scrolling through the news on his mobile phone, when he suddenly saw a message that said: "Tomorrow morning, the History Museum of Ningcheng University will open to exhibit Song Dynasty paintings. At that time, people from all walks of life will be invited to visit. "

It seems that this exhibition is really important, and it's all on the news.

The next morning, Qin Yuan appeared at the gate of Ningcheng University on time.

Zhao Yunyun jumped up happily in front of Qin Yuan.

"Come on, let's go in and have a look."

Zhao Yunyun subconsciously took Qin Yuan's hand and walked directly towards the entrance of the university.

This made Qin Yuan a little overwhelmed.

Suddenly shouted: "Zhao Yunyun, this is not good."

Zhao Yunyun glanced back at Qin Yuan, then quickly let go of her hand, blushed, and said directly shyly: "Oh, hurry up, the exhibition will start soon, there are too many people and you can't get in." gone."

The two came to the exhibition hall. The huge area and the decoration of blue and white tiles gave the whole exhibition hall a fresh and elegant feeling.

There are various calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall.

There are also a few booths displaying all kinds of antiques.

This exhibition is indeed a sensation. It is said that there are many rare calligraphy and painting treasures here.

So it attracts people from all walks of life to visit.

At this time, not far ahead, there are the most onlookers.

Zhao Yunyun hurriedly said: "Come on, there should be the king bomb of this exhibition."

Qin Yuan leaned forward curiously, and what caught his eyes was a painting that looked like a royal garden.

"The Drawing of the Pavilion."

When Zhao Yunyun heard Qin Yuan's words, her eyes widened instantly, and she asked in a low voice but surprised: "Do you know calligraphy and painting?"

"A little bit."

"You are really humble!"

"Shh. Watching."

In a quiet crowd, even if two people whisper, they can be heard by others.

Qin Yuan kept his eyes fixed on the so-called Wang Zha's work in front of him.

But it feels a little bit wrong. Although I am not a professional person who can distinguish the authenticity of paintings, there seems to be some flaws on the edges of this painting, as well as the scroll and the hanging position.

If this is the case, it feels as if the painting has been moved.

At this time, Qin Yuan was watching with a frown.

But Zhao Yunyun on the side still looked excited, and didn't see any clues at all.

"If I remember correctly this piece of work, it should have been abroad before, not in Ningcheng. It is not afraid of such a big show directly."

Qin Yuan kept thinking in his heart.

He completely ignored Zhao Yunyun who was on the side.

"Hey, Qin Yuan, why are you so dazed?"

"It's okay, come here."

Qin Yuan dragged Zhao Yunyun over mysteriously, and then looked around. When no one was paying attention, Qin Yuan cautiously lowered his voice and said, "When did this painting arrive at your school?!"

Zhao Yunyun didn't understand, and then said, "It seems like yesterday!"

yesterday?

"Do you know the exact time?"

"I'm not sure about that, what's wrong?"

Zhao Yunyun asked puzzledly.

"It's okay, how long will this painting be exhibited?"

"It's said to be about a week."

Zhao Yunyun said with certainty, but she still didn't know why Qin Yuan suddenly became so mysterious.

"I said what happened to you?"

Qin Yuan did not answer Zhao Yunyun's question.

(End of this chapter)