With a hook from the gang pet boss, Master Fu fell
Chapter 113 The young master of the Lu family!
Lu Ci, who has a bad temper but can't be wronged in the slightest, had a cold look in his eyes.
Song Ze quickly stood up, bowed sincerely to the old man, and apologized in a childlike voice: "Grandpa, I'm sorry, it's our fault that ruined your painting. Uncle Lu said, I will return it to you." One, wait a moment, don't be angry with him."
The little guy looks as cute as a jade carving, and he talks like a little adult. He is polite, and he calls you "grandfather" and "you" politely.
No matter how angry the old man was, he couldn't get angry at a child. With a livid face, he gave Lu Ci a hard look.
Today's young people can't even speak a word.
It's not as good as someone else's child!
Lin Shuangluo was also afraid that Lu Ci would offend others. He spoke too arrogantly and aggressively, so he hurriedly stood up. He didn't know whether what he just said was true or not, but he had to follow his words, humble and apologetic He said: "You are old Mr. Shao. I accidentally damaged the painting. Don't be angry, old man. No matter what conditions you want, as long as we can do it, we will compensate you and promise you."
Shao Duanhe is not the kind of unreasonable and narrow-minded person. He is a master in the painting and calligraphy circles. He still has the demeanor and bearing that he should have. He looks at the painting with a calm face, and he is so distressed that he doesn't want to talk.
"Mr. Shao, don't be angry. Be careful not to get angry." Mrs. Ji also stood up and said consolingly, "This Mr. Lu has already said that there are many paintings by Mr. Xianyun in his house, and he will compensate you." There's a better one, just wait."
She's just adding fuel to the fire.
After Shao Duanhe heard it, his face became even uglier. He looked at Lu Ci and squeezed out a sentence: "Your house is full of Mr. Xianyun's paintings?"
Mr. Xianyun's painting.
In his mouth, is it Chinese cabbage?Also everywhere!
His "Jiangliuxishan Picture" had cost a full 5000 million yuan to buy.
The current market price, among other things, last year, Mr. Xianyun's "Appreciation of Autumn" was auctioned for a price of [-] million yuan!
Lu Ci raised his eyebrows in a sly way.
Song Ze felt that it was too difficult for him, so he hurriedly said before he could speak: "Grandpa, nothing, my Uncle Lu's house doesn't have so many, just a few treasured ones."
Shao Duanhe felt that it was more or less credible to say so.
After all, Mr. Xianyun's paintings have been discovered one by one in recent years.
As for whether it has flowed into other people's hands and been treasured by others, they don't know if they don't take it out.
The onlookers, even if they are not from the art world, have studied calligraphy and painting. Now that they have been popularized about Lu Ci's identity, they don't believe his words at all, thinking that he is just bragging.
He is just a small internet celebrity who became popular with short videos. He used to drive a big car. If there is an authentic work by Mr. Xianyun, one can sell for hundreds of millions. Does he need to drive a big car?
Mrs. Ye and Mrs. Chen suppressed the schadenfreude in their eyes, walked to Lin Shuangluo's side pretending to be worried, and comforted her.
Mrs. Chen was overjoyed, and swept away the aggrieved and jealousy of these days.
Lin Shuangluo is finished.
In such a high-standard art exhibition, drinking and destroying old Shao's collection of paintings is definitely a big scandal.
Her dream of entering a higher-level wealthy circle was shattered.
It would be even better if her daughter Song Yu was involved and her grandson Song Ze's future in Weiyan International Kindergarten was affected.
Everyone was waiting, waiting for Lu Ci to send someone the painting, waiting to see him make a fool of himself.
After half an hour.
The painting was sent over.
The one who sent the painting was Qi Wu, the son of the housekeeper of the Lu family, Qi Kang, who worked as his attendant since he was a child. Now in the Lu family, he is working as an assistant to Lu Ci's father, Lu Jinming. He is dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and has an outstanding demeanor: "Master, here are the paintings. "
Lu Ciren was still sitting on the sofa, with long legs that had no place to rest on the table in front of him, shaking the champagne in the goblet in his hand, his whole person was indescribably arrogant.
When the painting was delivered, he didn't have the slightest intention of getting up. He just glanced at Shao Duanhe and said, "Give him the painting."
"Mr. Shao." Qi Wu walked up to him politely, bowed slightly, and handed the painting over.
Shao Duanhe is well-informed and knows at a glance that a person with such a self-cultivation is definitely not an ordinary person. He got up and took the painting, glanced at it, and said hesitantly: "The style of this painting is similar to that of Mr. Xianyun. different."
Mrs. Ji also said: "I have seen all eight of Mr. Xianyun's paintings, but I don't know when she will have a picture of "Fishing in the Cold River". Madam Shen, what do you think?"
"Sorry, I haven't seen it either, I haven't heard that Mr. Xianyun has other works besides the eight paintings that have been handed down." Mrs. Shen looked at the painting seriously.
In fact, she didn't know calligraphy and painting at all.
She is not from the main family of the Shen family, but just a branch of the Shen family, and she was able to get the invitation to come here because she coaxed the old lady of the head of the Shen family to be happy, and the old lady gave her face.
The meaning of what they said is very clear.
never seen it.
So it's a fake.
The onlookers also discussed it one after another, saying that they had never seen this painting before, so it must be fake.
Lin Shuangluo also became nervous, and her clenched hands were covered with sweat. Looking at the figure sitting on the small boat on the river in the painting, she felt very familiar.
This is just a back view, you can see it, unruly, arrogant!
This is not Lu Ci, who else could it be!
She was anxious, and felt that the painting might be fake, but Lu Ci was helping her, she had to know what was good and bad, and wanted to help with a word, but she didn't know what to say.
Qi Wu faced all kinds of doubts calmly and calmly, and explained: "This painting was made by Mr. Xianyun in the past two years. Compared with before, the style of painting has improved and matured, and the style is more distinctive. If Mr. Shao If there is any doubt, Mr. Hu Mengyuan will come right away and make an appraisal on the spot."
This sentence.
Portions are great.
Lin Shuangluo's eyes widened in disbelief, and subconsciously looked at Lu Ci, who was sitting on the sofa with a lazy look, dipped in champagne with a straw, and teased Song Ze.
The heart froze for a moment.
A certain bold guess that she has been suppressing in her heart is about to come out!
Hu Mengyuan, a famous collector in Huaguo, is the No. 1 in the appraisal circle, and he is none other than him.
In front of him, Li Chu is just a younger brother!
Mrs. Ji and Mrs. Shen also looked at each other, asking each other.
Who is that Lu guy?
Don't talk about internet celebrities!
Master Hu Mengyuan is already ninety years old. In recent years, he seldom attends various auctions and appraising occasions. Ordinary people, no one can invite him!
The people who eat melons were also shocked, and they all looked at Lu Ci immediately.
All are not fools.
Various clues, a little contact, many things will become clear.
Surnamed Lu.
It's called Lu Ci.
Unruly, arrogant, defiant!
You can still invite Master Hu Mengyuan!
The second patriarch of the Lu family rumored to be the rich man, could it be him!
Everyone is in shock right now, their hearts are turning a thousand times.
The air was also eerily quiet.
until.
Someone broke the calm.
"Lu Ci, why are you so careless and ruined Mr. Shao's painting." The man walked over nagging, looked at Shao Duanhe and apologized: "Mr. Shao, my grandfather heard that your painting was destroyed by Lu Ci. It’s broken, and I’ve already sent over his treasured one, Mr. Xianyun’s "Picture of Collecting Medicine", hoping to satisfy you."
People look over.
It's not someone else who came here.
Shen Xiaochen, the fifth young master of the Shen family in the capital!
The Shen family, the initiator of this painting and calligraphy exhibition!
Song Ze quickly stood up, bowed sincerely to the old man, and apologized in a childlike voice: "Grandpa, I'm sorry, it's our fault that ruined your painting. Uncle Lu said, I will return it to you." One, wait a moment, don't be angry with him."
The little guy looks as cute as a jade carving, and he talks like a little adult. He is polite, and he calls you "grandfather" and "you" politely.
No matter how angry the old man was, he couldn't get angry at a child. With a livid face, he gave Lu Ci a hard look.
Today's young people can't even speak a word.
It's not as good as someone else's child!
Lin Shuangluo was also afraid that Lu Ci would offend others. He spoke too arrogantly and aggressively, so he hurriedly stood up. He didn't know whether what he just said was true or not, but he had to follow his words, humble and apologetic He said: "You are old Mr. Shao. I accidentally damaged the painting. Don't be angry, old man. No matter what conditions you want, as long as we can do it, we will compensate you and promise you."
Shao Duanhe is not the kind of unreasonable and narrow-minded person. He is a master in the painting and calligraphy circles. He still has the demeanor and bearing that he should have. He looks at the painting with a calm face, and he is so distressed that he doesn't want to talk.
"Mr. Shao, don't be angry. Be careful not to get angry." Mrs. Ji also stood up and said consolingly, "This Mr. Lu has already said that there are many paintings by Mr. Xianyun in his house, and he will compensate you." There's a better one, just wait."
She's just adding fuel to the fire.
After Shao Duanhe heard it, his face became even uglier. He looked at Lu Ci and squeezed out a sentence: "Your house is full of Mr. Xianyun's paintings?"
Mr. Xianyun's painting.
In his mouth, is it Chinese cabbage?Also everywhere!
His "Jiangliuxishan Picture" had cost a full 5000 million yuan to buy.
The current market price, among other things, last year, Mr. Xianyun's "Appreciation of Autumn" was auctioned for a price of [-] million yuan!
Lu Ci raised his eyebrows in a sly way.
Song Ze felt that it was too difficult for him, so he hurriedly said before he could speak: "Grandpa, nothing, my Uncle Lu's house doesn't have so many, just a few treasured ones."
Shao Duanhe felt that it was more or less credible to say so.
After all, Mr. Xianyun's paintings have been discovered one by one in recent years.
As for whether it has flowed into other people's hands and been treasured by others, they don't know if they don't take it out.
The onlookers, even if they are not from the art world, have studied calligraphy and painting. Now that they have been popularized about Lu Ci's identity, they don't believe his words at all, thinking that he is just bragging.
He is just a small internet celebrity who became popular with short videos. He used to drive a big car. If there is an authentic work by Mr. Xianyun, one can sell for hundreds of millions. Does he need to drive a big car?
Mrs. Ye and Mrs. Chen suppressed the schadenfreude in their eyes, walked to Lin Shuangluo's side pretending to be worried, and comforted her.
Mrs. Chen was overjoyed, and swept away the aggrieved and jealousy of these days.
Lin Shuangluo is finished.
In such a high-standard art exhibition, drinking and destroying old Shao's collection of paintings is definitely a big scandal.
Her dream of entering a higher-level wealthy circle was shattered.
It would be even better if her daughter Song Yu was involved and her grandson Song Ze's future in Weiyan International Kindergarten was affected.
Everyone was waiting, waiting for Lu Ci to send someone the painting, waiting to see him make a fool of himself.
After half an hour.
The painting was sent over.
The one who sent the painting was Qi Wu, the son of the housekeeper of the Lu family, Qi Kang, who worked as his attendant since he was a child. Now in the Lu family, he is working as an assistant to Lu Ci's father, Lu Jinming. He is dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and has an outstanding demeanor: "Master, here are the paintings. "
Lu Ciren was still sitting on the sofa, with long legs that had no place to rest on the table in front of him, shaking the champagne in the goblet in his hand, his whole person was indescribably arrogant.
When the painting was delivered, he didn't have the slightest intention of getting up. He just glanced at Shao Duanhe and said, "Give him the painting."
"Mr. Shao." Qi Wu walked up to him politely, bowed slightly, and handed the painting over.
Shao Duanhe is well-informed and knows at a glance that a person with such a self-cultivation is definitely not an ordinary person. He got up and took the painting, glanced at it, and said hesitantly: "The style of this painting is similar to that of Mr. Xianyun. different."
Mrs. Ji also said: "I have seen all eight of Mr. Xianyun's paintings, but I don't know when she will have a picture of "Fishing in the Cold River". Madam Shen, what do you think?"
"Sorry, I haven't seen it either, I haven't heard that Mr. Xianyun has other works besides the eight paintings that have been handed down." Mrs. Shen looked at the painting seriously.
In fact, she didn't know calligraphy and painting at all.
She is not from the main family of the Shen family, but just a branch of the Shen family, and she was able to get the invitation to come here because she coaxed the old lady of the head of the Shen family to be happy, and the old lady gave her face.
The meaning of what they said is very clear.
never seen it.
So it's a fake.
The onlookers also discussed it one after another, saying that they had never seen this painting before, so it must be fake.
Lin Shuangluo also became nervous, and her clenched hands were covered with sweat. Looking at the figure sitting on the small boat on the river in the painting, she felt very familiar.
This is just a back view, you can see it, unruly, arrogant!
This is not Lu Ci, who else could it be!
She was anxious, and felt that the painting might be fake, but Lu Ci was helping her, she had to know what was good and bad, and wanted to help with a word, but she didn't know what to say.
Qi Wu faced all kinds of doubts calmly and calmly, and explained: "This painting was made by Mr. Xianyun in the past two years. Compared with before, the style of painting has improved and matured, and the style is more distinctive. If Mr. Shao If there is any doubt, Mr. Hu Mengyuan will come right away and make an appraisal on the spot."
This sentence.
Portions are great.
Lin Shuangluo's eyes widened in disbelief, and subconsciously looked at Lu Ci, who was sitting on the sofa with a lazy look, dipped in champagne with a straw, and teased Song Ze.
The heart froze for a moment.
A certain bold guess that she has been suppressing in her heart is about to come out!
Hu Mengyuan, a famous collector in Huaguo, is the No. 1 in the appraisal circle, and he is none other than him.
In front of him, Li Chu is just a younger brother!
Mrs. Ji and Mrs. Shen also looked at each other, asking each other.
Who is that Lu guy?
Don't talk about internet celebrities!
Master Hu Mengyuan is already ninety years old. In recent years, he seldom attends various auctions and appraising occasions. Ordinary people, no one can invite him!
The people who eat melons were also shocked, and they all looked at Lu Ci immediately.
All are not fools.
Various clues, a little contact, many things will become clear.
Surnamed Lu.
It's called Lu Ci.
Unruly, arrogant, defiant!
You can still invite Master Hu Mengyuan!
The second patriarch of the Lu family rumored to be the rich man, could it be him!
Everyone is in shock right now, their hearts are turning a thousand times.
The air was also eerily quiet.
until.
Someone broke the calm.
"Lu Ci, why are you so careless and ruined Mr. Shao's painting." The man walked over nagging, looked at Shao Duanhe and apologized: "Mr. Shao, my grandfather heard that your painting was destroyed by Lu Ci. It’s broken, and I’ve already sent over his treasured one, Mr. Xianyun’s "Picture of Collecting Medicine", hoping to satisfy you."
People look over.
It's not someone else who came here.
Shen Xiaochen, the fifth young master of the Shen family in the capital!
The Shen family, the initiator of this painting and calligraphy exhibition!
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