Love at first kiss, the glamorous female CEO fell in love with me

Although Qian Chunsheng was deeply dissatisfied, Lin Xue was Ye Feng's girlfriend after all, and he was not easy to get angry, so he just said lightly: "Miss Lin, there are some things that are not based on evidence, so you can't talk nonsense. "

Qian Yufei's face was full of disdain.

"Lin Xue, my grandfather loves to collect calligraphy and paintings. He has a high level of appreciating treasures. He has never misread the ancient paintings bought by his old man. Don't talk nonsense here just to impress the public."

Qian Chunsheng stopped Qian Yufei, and Lin Xue said his painting was fake in front of everyone, which made Qian Chunsheng feel very humiliated, and he had to get back his face in front of the big bosses.

"Miss Lin, since you say my painting is fake, you have to show me the real evidence. If you can't do it, take back what you just said and apologize to me."

Ye Bingzhe said: "Lin Xue, on such an important occasion, you have to be accurate, and you must not talk nonsense if you are not accurate."

"Oh, Mr. Ye, don't worry, I will never talk nonsense. My grandfather also likes to collect. I often visit his collection room. His old man once taught me some tricks to identify ancient paintings."

"Who is your grandfather?" Ye Bingzhe continued to ask.

"His name is Lin Yixiong."

Ye Bingzhe smiled, saying that he had never heard of this name, and pointed to Lin Xue: "Tell me about your reasons."

Lin Xue nodded, and said, "Anyone who understands painting may know that Tang Yin's paintings have a characteristic, that is, three white makeup, right?"

Qian Chunsheng answered.

"That's right, the three-white makeup is also called the three-white method. When this great painter paints people, he will dye the forehead, nose, and chin with thick white. This picture of a lady is obviously in line with this."

Lin Xue smiled lightly.

"Mr. Qian, think about it. If you can't do this, then someone who understands painting will be able to tell that the painting is fake."

Qian Chunsheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and said displeasedly: "Where is this painting fake, just tell me."

"On the surface, the article is well done, but it's just because of the maid's eyes. Such eyes are not Tang Yin's style at all."

"Why not?" Qian Chunsheng said, his face full of dissatisfaction.

"Because his painting technique is borrowed from the orchid leaf drawing of the holy painter. His paintings are very delicate. His characters are generally full of foreheads and thin eyebrows, and their eyes are as small as lines. In this picture, the eyes of the woman are as big as willows. leaf."

Qian Yufei interjected: "Could it be that this artist can't draw a woman with big eyes?"

"It makes sense, and it may be so. But if you look closely at the lady's eyeballs and the pen and ink in the middle, it seems to be a sketch. Based on this alone, how could it be true?"

"Hmph, it's absolutely impossible to do a sketch. Quickly bring the magnifying glass." Qian Chunsheng said with a face full of disbelief.

Soon, the magnifying glass was brought over, and Qian Chunsheng hurriedly held it in his hand, facing the eyes of the lady figure.

Although the eyes of the lady's picture are as black as ink, after zooming in, you can still see irregular pen marks on the edges, which look a bit messy.

Qian Chunsheng took a deep breath, this damn, really is the current pen and ink technique.

Qian Chunsheng let out another long breath, everyone could hear that his breath was mixed with anger.

"It's his grandma. After buying so many ancient paintings, there is still time to miss them. Minglou, take off this painting and throw it away."

Qian Minglou was full of surprise.

"Grandpa, you bought this for a million dollars."

Qian Chunsheng glared at Qian Minglou, and said dissatisfied: "It's just that the pot can't be opened and the pot is lifted. This painting is fake, and it's worth a hundred and eighty at most. Throwing it away is like throwing away trash. .”

After finishing speaking, Qian Chunsheng gave Lin Xue a thumbs up.

"Haha, Ms. Lin Xue, you have won all kinds of championships, but I didn't expect you to know about Jianbao. I really admire you."

Seeing her grandpa praising Lin Xue, Qian Yufei was very upset.

Seeing Ye Bingzhe and Xiao Tiexin nodding to Lin Xue at the same time, without hiding the admiration in their eyes, Qian Yufei was in a hurry and couldn't let Lin Xue steal the limelight.

Hastily winked at his younger brother Qian Minglou.

Qian Minglou understood, and said with a smile: "Don't mention this picture of a lady, Grandpa, the landscape painting next to it is very beautiful, so it must be fake, right?"

A line of dissatisfaction crossed the corner of Qian Chunsheng's mouth, thinking what's going on with Minglou, why does he keep putting false characters on his lips?

"With Ms. Lin Xue who knows how to paint, I dare not say it is true. Ms. Lin, can you comment on this painting again?" Qian Chunsheng said.

"Oh, Mr. Qian, I'm really flattered that you judge me with your sharp eyes. I'm not that good. Since you asked me again, let me express some simple opinions. "

"Please speak." Qian Chunsheng made a gesture of invitation.

Lin Xue pointed to the landscape painting in front of her eyes and said: "This painting depicts a beautiful landscape through river banks, boats, thatched cottages, forests, etc. The space is far and near."

"Then is this painting real?" Qian Chunsheng asked impatiently, if he made another fake painting, his old face would be completely lost today.

"The painting is true." Lin Xue said lightly.

Qianchun breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled awkwardly, scaring the old man to death.

"Okay, everyone, let's move on, and I will lead you to appreciate the porcelain in my collection."

Everyone continued to walk forward, Ye Feng and Lin Xue walked side by side, praised: "Lin Xue, I really didn't expect that you still have such abilities, I am very surprised."

"There will be more surprises in the future, just wait." Lin Xue said expressionlessly.

Qian Yufei and Qian Minglou walked at the back of the crowd.

"Brother, what the hell are you arranging for? You've made Lin a long face."

"Sister, I've been wronged. I never thought that a person surnamed Lin would have this ability. Next is the porcelain area. There is no ink in his stomach, so he can't appreciate it at all. I don't believe it. This person surnamed Lin can still steal the limelight." You have to make her lose her face in front of everyone."