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Chapter 157 From 1000 to [-] million, a thousand times profit! (seeking subscription)

"Of course! As long as you really have a passion for antiques, anyone can learn."

Dong Guorui said with an affirmative tone, and looked at Ji's father full of encouragement.

"I... I actually... want to learn a little..."

Father Ji murmured a few times, but in the end the desire in his heart prevailed, he rubbed his hands in embarrassment, and said excitedly.

"Haha, that's good, as long as you want to learn."

"I'll ask you to get a museum membership card for you later on. Brother Ji, you can come to visit and study at any time. You can come whenever you want. No one will stop you."

"Talk to me directly if you have any questions, and there are often a few old masters sitting in the restaurant, you can also communicate with them and learn from others' strengths."

Dong Guorui said softly and kindly, as if he really treated Papa Ji as a younger brother.

It's just that after he finished speaking, he smiled a little embarrassedly, salivated at Ji's father and said, "Well, brother Ji, I have a heartfelt request, I don't know if I should say it or not?"

"Brother Dong, you said that as long as I can do it, I will definitely help you."

Ji's father replied very honestly.

"Ahem...that's it, Brother Ji, can you transfer this painting to me?"

"Although these two paintings are now one, they belong to you and me after all. Now I want to let them return to Zhao and reunite together. I don't know if it is possible?"

"When the two paintings are separated, I always feel that something is missing. For our descendants, it is always a pity."

"So, if brother Ji is willing to transfer, I am willing to pay a high price. You can set the price, and I will never bargain."

Dong Guorui is an old Jianghu after all, his face just blushed for a moment, and he said to Papa Ji without breathing.

As a collector, he is still a family of collectors, and this painting has been collected by Dong’s family for half a century, so Dong Guorui really wants to reunite the imperfect paintings. This is an artist The obsession and obsession of collectors.

"Ah, Brother Dong, it's okay, it's all trivial things. We picked up this painting in the first place, and it didn't cost much. If Brother Dong really likes it, just take it."

"Furthermore, God allowed us to witness the return of the two-story conjoined painting here. It is God's will to make this painting reunite. I can only say that it is due to Brother Dong's luck and fate. This painting fits the bill." Return to Brother Dong."

After Ji's father heard it, he immediately said with a smile, he was very generous, and never thought of making huge profits with this painting.

He came to the collection exhibition purely because he loves collecting, not because collecting antiques can be sold for money.

Although he is not a rich man, he still feels that his current life is acceptable. He has food and clothing, and has enough food and clothing. The only thing he cares about is the illness of his youngest daughter and son, and Cheng Qing has made arrangements for it.

So he really has no desires or desires, just a pure hobby.

Although money is important, it is enough to spend enough, there is really no need to be greedy.

These are completely different sides from the greedy Ding family.

Moreover, Papa Ji can be regarded as a person with a little art obsession. It is also a very valuable thing for him to be able to see the ancient paintings reunited.

"Haha, okay, since brother Ji is willing to show love, then I will not be disrespectful, brother."

"However, this gift can't be accepted in vain. I have already accepted the original work of Master Qi Baishi in Xiaoqingzi's hand before. This painting can no longer be accepted in vain."

"Well, this painting is worth 1000 million yuan. I'll ask someone to give you a check later. Take it as a gift from me, my brother."

Dong Guorui said with a smile, also very forthright.

"This... 1000 million, no, no, it's too much. We only spent 1 yuan to buy this painting. We can't take it. If Brother Dong really wants it, the original price will be fine."

When Ji's father heard the number, he was immediately stunned, and quickly waved his hand to refuse.

"Brother Ji, 1 yuan was the price you paid for it at the beginning, but now that the truth of this painting is revealed, it is worth this price."

"The difference in price was not obtained by you, brother Ji, by stealing and plundering, nor by you buying low and selling high, but by your vision and luck, brother Ji."

"You have to accept this money, or you will look down on my old brother."

Dong Guorui said with a straight face.

He had already accepted the original work of Qi Baishi from Cheng Qing before, if he still accepted this painting for no reason, it would be a bit ugly to eat.

He has to give this money.

Moreover, Ji's father is different from Cheng Qing, and the two should not be confused.

"Uncle Ji, since Mr. Dong has expressed his respect, you can accept it. This is also Mr. Dong's kindness. It is really not worth mentioning. If you refuse, you will be looking down on Mr. Dong and seem hypocritical."

Cheng Qing spoke in a timely manner, and relieved Ji's father.

"Haha, it really is Xiao Qingzi who understands me, a bad old man, best! I will be rewarded! Xiao Qingzi, just tell me what you want."

Dong Guorui immediately laughed.

Ye Xiu looked on with envy and jealousy.

Ding Tong's eyes were even green, and he was extremely jealous.

If Dong Guorui also favored him so much, He Chou Ding's family would not be able to turn around.

Ding Xiaoying had a gloomy expression on her face, not knowing what she was thinking.

Ji Yuerong always smiled generously and didn't speak, just looking at Cheng Qing's eyes, moist.

"That's it...then, that's fine, I'll accept it with my mouth salivating."

Father Ji was still a little embarrassed and embarrassed, but looking at the heroic Dong Guorui, and at Cheng Qing, who was approving in his eyes, he hesitated for a moment, and could only nod helplessly in agreement.

If he refuses again, it does seem that he is a bit hypocritical.

"Okay, let's make it clear."

"Brother Ji, didn't you say that you want to learn how to appreciate antiques? While I'm free today, let's go, my brother will take you to visit."

Ji's father agreed, and Dong Guorui was immediately relieved, and he couldn't help but smile, and said to Ji's father.

He walked away as soon as he said, and he took a group of masters and Papa Ji away, and introduced the masters around him to Papa Ji while walking.

In this scene, Ding Tong, who had been sitting on the bench all this time, was so envious and envious that his eyes turned red with envy.

From the moment he came in until now, he has never received a straight look from Dong Guorui.

Wanting to curry favor with Dong Guorui, he couldn't open his mouth, couldn't find a topic, or the timing was inappropriate.

But just like that, Ji Xiaolan, who was born as a migrant worker, won Dong Guorui's approval easily without doing anything, and the two even called each other brothers.

This is simply the separation of the wall that makes Ding Tong jealous.

Ding Tong felt that it was all because of Cheng Qing.

If it wasn't for Cheng Qing, the migrant worker Ji Xiaolan didn't even have the qualifications to enter this venue, so how could he be favored by Dong Guorui?
It's all because of Cheng Qing!

All of a sudden, Ding Tong became even more depressed in his heart, feeling that a hundred million was leaving him.

Originally, all of these should belong to him, but now they are all taken away by Ji's father and daughter.

It's really annoying and hateful.

It's just that no one paid attention to Ding Tong's frustration.

Ding Xiaoying herself was still frustrated that it was too late.

Ye Xiu fell into a feeling of loss.

Something seems to be leaving me in the dark.

He didn't know that this kind of thing was called luck.

"Hey, little brother, you can do it, this technical term has a set, it's simple!"

"It's even more powerful than my cousin who knows everything. She really deserves to be President Cheng, she's awesome!"

Zhao Kai glanced at Cheng Qing, who was always careless, and really admired him in his heart.

His cousin Dong Xiaoxiao, who was able to convince his pride, surprised everyone with her skills, shocked the masters in the entire academic circle, and made his grandfather Dong Guorui look at him differently. .

This also made Zhao Kai more confident about cooperating with Cheng Qing to develop the unfinished building project.

With such a capable person, it is definitely a multiplier.

"Brother Zhao, you're being polite. I'm only at a half-level level. I can't compare to Ms. Dong who has been rooted in academia since she was a child. My professional knowledge and ability must be beyond my reach. I'm still far behind."

Cheng Qing's modest attitude made Zhao Kai very satisfied, and he felt more and more that he was right to make friends with this person.

"You don't need to be humble. You are really good. I admit that I am not as good as you. There is nothing to be ashamed of."

"In academia, strong is strong, weak is weak, and there is no need to be false, so there is no need to cover up."

"At our age, you are the only one who makes me, Dong Xiaoxiao, admire you."

Dong Xiaoxiao glanced at the outstanding Cheng Qing, and said very calmly, but whether her heart is as calm as the surface, only she knows.

She even had a feeling of not knowing if it was an illusion. She seemed to feel that everything that Cheng Qing showed today was performed by him. He knew everything in advance, and it was just that I should perform to my heart's content to cooperate with you. .

This feeling is very weird, and Dong Xiaoxiao also feels that he is thinking too much.

If it was true, then Cheng Qing who had arranged ahead of time would be too scary.

All of them are controlled in the palm of their hand.

"Oh, don't be humble and humble. It's already noon. Are you hungry? Anyway, I am hungry. Let's go and play. The old men are going to play. Let's also fill in the five internal organs temple. .”

"Brother Cheng should be coming to Jinling for the first time, right? Today, my brother will take you to taste Jinling's unique private dishes."

Zhao Kai saw that all the people in the audience walked away one after another, and there were only a few of them left here. He immediately embraced Cheng Qing's arm, and smiled very intimately.

"It's okay if I don't talk about it. I'm really hungry when I talk about it. Since Brother Zhao invited me, it's better to be respectful than obedient."

Cheng Qing didn't look away either, and nodded in agreement.

Zhao Kai is indeed a friend worthy of deep friendship.

Whether it is from personal friendship or from cooperation interests.

"Between you and me, why are you being polite, let's go."

Zhao Kai burst out laughing suddenly, quite high-spirited.

He was carved out of the same mold as Dong Guorui.

But what Zhao Kai didn't expect was that just as they walked away, Dong Xiaoxiao followed behind.

This surprised Zhao Kai.

"Well, cousin, we two big men are going to eat, what are you doing?"

Zhao Kai looked at Dong Xiaoxiao with a strange face.

"Why, don't you guys plan to call me when you go to dinner? Be careful, I'll tell your second aunt."

Dong Xiaoxiao said with a calm face, so calm that his face was expressionless.

"Ahaha, you're going too, of course you're welcome with your hands! But is the sun coming out from the west today? Cousin is also willing to give me the honor to eat with us? Then I'm going to bleed a lot today."

Zhao Kai first smiled awkwardly, and then said exaggeratedly.

Dong Xiaoxiao gave him a sideways look.

Zhao Kai smiled on the surface, but he knew it clearly in his heart.

Cousin Dong Xiaoxiao was willing to go out to eat with him for the first time, so it couldn't be because of him.

Because no one knows better than him, what Dong Xiaoxiao dislikes the most is this kind of communication at dinners, so no matter who the invitation is, Dong Xiaoxiao refuses it as soon as he can.

And obviously, the cousin Dong Xiaoxiao was willing to go out for dinner with him today, naturally because of Cheng Qing who was beside him.

This made Zhao Kai feel a little bit emotional, the domestic cabbage is very likely to be kicked by others.

Zhao Kai, Dong Xiaoxiao, Cheng Qing, and Ji Yuerong happened to be a pair of two men and two women, and they were all very outstanding people, so they attracted the attention of many people along the way.

It's just the bitterness in Zhao Kai's heart.

The two beauties beside me are both inedible by smart light.

It's all Cheng Qing's.

"Bastard, bully me for not bringing my girlfriend out today."

Zhao Kai thought resentfully in his heart.

Regardless, the four left.

All of a sudden, the whole venue was empty, only the father and daughter of the Ding family and Ye Xiu were left standing here alone, like forgotten people.

Ding Tong looked at the indifferent Ding Xiaoying and couldn't help it.

"Why didn't you follow along just now?"

"It's not me who was invited."

Ding Xiaoying pouted and said.

"I think you're out of your mind! You're just a waste snack! Why are people willing to invite Cheng Qing, but not you? Why don't you have a share in any good deeds? It just makes me angry!"

Ding Tong broke his merits and didn't care about his demeanor, so he cursed.

Pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, Ye Xiu lying on the side was also shot, and his face darkened immediately.

But this person was Ding Xiaoying's father, and Ye Xiu didn't dare to make a mistake, so he could only keep his face sullen and didn't speak.

"Do you blame me?"

"Is it my fault?"

"Anyway, it's my fault anyway?"

Ding Xiaoying was also extremely wronged, teary and pitiful.

"Cry, you know how to cry, cry ass, cry!"

"Everyone is gone, who are you crying for?"

"Useless things!"

Ding Tong pointed at Ding Xiaoying's nose and cursed without mercy.

This time, Ding Xiaoying was really crying.

Never, never, Ding Tong scolded her like this.

"Woooooo..."

Ding Xiaoying cried so sadly.

Ding Tong watched on coldly, staring at him without saying a word of comfort.

I used to think that my daughter was really powerful, playing with the heirs of the Cheng Group, but now I feel that my daughter has been played with and useless.

It's time to consider changing to another trumpet to practice.

(End of this chapter)