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Mitsuki's expression was as if he had just swallowed a lump of xiang, he hated it to death, and considered whether to hire the underground forces in Los Angeles to let that damn guy taste the taste of a gun.

However, he quickly dispelled this idea. He also knew that Liu Qingshan had another identity, that of an influential musician. It would be very troublesome to attack such a public figure.

The auction continued, but after two fierce competitions, the next auction seemed relatively flat.

Liu Qingshan took another shot and took a picture of a piece of porcelain.

But this time, Mitsuki finally held back and did not continue to raise the price. He is already embarrassing enough today.

When the charity auction ended, there was warm applause from the audience.

An ordinary auction raised more than 2000 million U.S. dollars, which is amazing.

Among them, Mitsuki alone contributed 500 million.

If it was normal, Mitsuiki would definitely be the audience's attention, at least he would be able to win people's superficial respect.

But now Mitsuki can only be reduced to a joke.

Especially at the end, when Mr. Frank gave a speech, thanking "all the guests who generously contributed to charity", Mitsui Kima wanted to find a crack in the ground.

But this guy was quite tolerant, he persisted until the end, and then led his partner to leave in a hurry.

Liu Qingshan also got into Du Yunfeng's classic car. Although Mitsuiki's spirit was severely frustrated, Liu Qingshan still had a knot in his heart: the painting by Master Zhang still fell into Mitsuiki's hands.

After sitting in the car, there was no one else except the bodyguard and driver in front, so Liu Qingshan couldn't help asking: "Grandpa, you stopped me from bidding. Could it be that there is something hidden in that painting?"

Du Yunfeng didn't comment, and instead asked about Liu Qingshan's family background.

He could see that Liu Qingshan must have come from a wealthy family, otherwise, he would not have spent so much money to buy stocks.

But when he heard that Liu Qingshan's family was still living in a remote mountain village, he felt a little unbelievable.

He has been away from the motherland for too long, and he really doesn't know the specific situation in the country.

"Grandpa, you will know when you go back and have a look."

Liu Qingshan didn't go into details, but just talked about it in general. In the past few years of domestic reform and opening up, the lives of ordinary people have gradually become richer, and their family's life has also become better.

However, Du Yunfeng still has doubts in his heart: Are they all so rich?

Du Yunfeng's house is not far from here. After ten minutes' drive, the classic car drove into a villa.

Because it was night and he couldn't see the whole picture clearly, Liu Qingshan followed the old man inside.

Wang woof woof, a little curly hair ran up, leaped into the air, and rushed into Liu Qingshan's arms very enthusiastically.

It is estimated that this little guy named Ruby is also using this method to express his gratitude to Liu Qingshan. If it weren't for him, the little curly hair would definitely be torn to pieces by that pitbull that day.

Afterwards, a little boy also ran towards Liu Qingshan, rushed in front of him, then stopped, raised his head and called out to Liu Qingshan: "cousin!"

"Speak Mandarin!" Du Yunfeng roared again.

The little guy made a face and said in unstandard Chinese: "Brother Biao."

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but smile, knowing that the little guy was calling him cousin.

It's just that the little guy's pronunciation is not very standard. In his hometown, Biao's meaning is not so good.

He put the little curly hair in his arms on the ground, then stretched out his hand and rubbed the little guy's head: "You are calling Jiaxing, it is so late, and you are still waiting for grandpa to come back, you are a good boy!"

The little guy smiled and held Liu Qingshan's arm: "Brother Biao, can you teach me kung fu now? Just promise me, otherwise I won't be able to sleep."

"Then you can take your rupees and go to bed now." Liu Qingshan rubbed his little cousin's head again, he only had a younger sister, but really no younger brother.

Oye!Du Jiaxing cheered and ran away.

Liu Qingshan looked in the living room, there was no sign of the second sister and the others, probably they were staying with his aunt in the room, so he said to Du Yunfeng:

"Grandpa, it's getting late, you should go to bed earlier."

But Du Yunfeng waved his hand: "Come with me, otherwise, you probably won't be able to sleep, just like Jiaxing."

The old man led Liu Qingshan to the study room, the place is antique, and there are four treasures of the study and other utensils on the table.

"When I'm free, I also like to write and draw pictures, but I haven't got the right method and I'm not popular." Du Yunfeng went to open the safe while talking.

Liu Qingshan felt that it is also a good way for the elderly to write, write, and draw Chinese paintings, so he said with a smile:

"Grandpa, the painting you sent to the auction is not your old imitation, is it?"

He just had this kind of doubt in his heart, and he was not quite sure.

"Oh, your mind is sensitive." Du Yunfeng took out a scroll from the safe, unfolded it carefully, and spread it on the table.

Liu Qingshan hurriedly went up to check, the smile on his face was even stronger, this is another picture of "Empty Mountains and Secluded Valleys".

Without comparison, there is no discrimination. To put it bluntly, even a layman like Liu Qingshan can tell that the painting in front of him has a thicker atmosphere, and the swaying of colors is more natural.

Obviously, this is the authentic work of Master Zhang.

What Mitsui Ki bought for 500 million was just a fake painting.

If it wasn't too late now, Liu Qingshan really wanted to laugh out loud to express his inner joy.

"Grandpa, you are too careless. You even used fake paintings to deceive people. Aren't you afraid of being regarded as an old liar?" Once happy, Liu Qingshan began to make up this grandpa.

Um?Du Yunfeng snorted.

Liu Qingshan quickly gave the old man a thumbs up: "However, my grandson admires it so much, why don't you take some time to copy a few more, and we can wholesale them to the little devil!"

Du Yunfeng was also amused by him, and then he straightened his expression: "How could I let such a good national treasure fall into the hands of those foreign devils?"

"These foreign devils, when they formed the Eight-Nation Allied Forces, did not rob us of our good things. I am just taking revenge on them."

Liu Qingshan was completely convinced this time, he never thought that his newly recognized grandfather, who has been wandering overseas for decades, still has such a deep love for his own nation in his bones.

The old man reorganized the "Empty Mountains and Secluded Valleys" and handed it to Liu Qingshan: "Whenever you go back to China, take it back with you."

In an instant, Liu Qingshan felt that the scroll in his hand was heavier than a thousand catties.

But he still shook his head: "Grandpa, of course you have to take this thing back by yourself."

6 Chapter Thirty How many people can have this kind of courage?

Early in the morning, in Beverly Hills, on the side of the road, two figures, one big and one small, were running.

There was also a curly-haired puppy running back and forth in front of and behind them, making two cheerful barks from time to time.

Liu Qingshan led his little cousin back to the apartment he rented, and then instructed Lao Cui and the others who had finished their activities to start standing up.

These two people have basically started, and the rest is their own perseverance every day.

Du Jiaxing also practiced stances, Liu Qingshan thought he was just a whim, unexpectedly, this kid turned out to be a ruthless character, so he gritted his teeth and persisted.

But after the stance was over, he collapsed on the ground and was carried back by Liu Qingshan.

Halfway, a man ran up ahead, holding a dog leash in his hand.

It's just that the pitbull has already put on the muzzle, and it's drooping, not energetic.

Suddenly, there was a whine from the guy's throat, and he turned around and ran back.

Its owner, Whitney, was in tragedy again. She was dragged by her pet dog and fell on the grass again.

And Ryan, with his tail between his legs, ran away without a trace. This guy seemed to be frightened by Liu Qingshan.

"Are you okay?" Liu Qingshan looked at Whitney who got up from the ground, and tried not to smile.

"Mr. Mountain, what a coincidence." Whitney greeted and hurriedly chased after her pet dog.

Liu Qingshan shook his head and returned to his aunt's villa.

Du Yunfeng should be one of the group of Chinese living best in the United States. After all, not everyone can own a villa in Beverly Hills.

After Liu Qingshan washed up, he came to the living room, and saw his second sister and Huang Yueming, who were accompanying his aunt and grandma, and had just left the phone.

In the eyes of the old lady, the tears were still wet. It seemed that she just had a phone call with China, and it should be evening over there.

"I really want to start now, go back and have a look!" The old lady wiped the corners of her eyes, but her face was full of smiles.

It's just that she is so old and her health is not good, so she really can't afford it.

Liu Qingshan hurriedly approached: "Grandma, you can just wait a few more months. On New Year's Day, call my grandma and family to come here. They haven't been abroad yet."

"Okay, Qingshan, you are not allowed to coax me." The old lady patted the back of Liu Qingshan's hand caressingly, her eyes were extremely loving.

Several people stayed at the villa for a day, and finally it was the day when school started.

It was already mid-September, and it was quite late for the school to start.

It is said that there is a holiday before Christmas. After all, it is estimated that there is not much time in school for a semester.

Fortunately, the second sister has already passed on her experience to him. Here, personal preview and self-study are very important, because the speed of many professors' lectures is so fast.

In short, studying in university in the United States is more free than in China, but you also need to work hard.

On the first day of school, Liu Qingshan and other international students were called together to take an English test.

The test included both spoken and written English. Of course, Liu Qingshan had no problem at all in this regard; but Xiao Zihou, who came on the same flight with him, was still not ideal even though he had a sudden attack on English during this period.

"It's okay, Lao Xiao, if you have time, just chat with those foreigners, and you will be able to improve by leaps and bounds in less than two months."

Liu Qingshan dragged Xiao Zihou to the cafeteria, and gave him advice.

The cafeteria of UCLA is said to be the largest cafeteria in American universities, but after tasting it, Liu Qingshan felt that it was the same.

In the afternoon, they finally received the textbooks and class schedules for this major. Liu Qingshan took a look and found that the course arrangement was very tight. In about seven weeks, the courses for this semester will be taught.

The other is elective courses. According to the second sister, this is also an important part of the credits. If the elective courses are not completed or the evaluation is too low, then there will be trouble.

It is best to choose content that you are good at and that does not require too much time and effort.

After Liu Qingshan did some research, he naturally chose music.

UCLA's music and photography are also very famous.

In this way, Liu Qingshan's study abroad career officially started, and after two weeks of study, he fully adapted to this rhythm.

In fact, for Liu Qingshan, who has a strong self-learning ability, this learning method is more suitable for him.

He is even confident that he can take three years of credits in one or two years, and it is not impossible to graduate early.

And the time also unknowingly entered October, and the day Liu Qingshan was looking forward to was getting closer and closer.

The 1987 stock market crash not only affected the United States, but also affected the entire world, and its impact was global.

The big stock market crash broke out on October 10, which happened to be Monday, so it was later called "Black Monday".

Liu Qingshan is also busy in full swing. He is based in the United States, and he also needs to start in the island country and Hong Kong Island at the same time. Liu Qingshan even specially chose a code name for this battle.

On Hong Kong Island, Chen Dongfang was on the phone with Liu Qingshan on the other side of the ocean: "Mr. Liu, now we have prepared [-] million Hong Kong dollars."

"Among them, use the Lonsdale gem of the dumb grandfather to borrow [-] million Hong Kong dollars from Citibank."

"The other [-] million is a loan secured by Longteng Company."

On the other side of the phone, Liu Qingshan's voice came: "[-] million Hong Kong dollars is still a bit small."

Chen Dongfang didn't know what Liu Qingshan was planning to do with raising so much money, 1 million, although it was in Hong Kong dollars, it was more than [-] million Huaxia dollars.

The most important thing is that the money is all loans. This is also called Chen Dongfang, who has always been stable, and he is a little worried.

"Brother Dongfang, can you find a way to get some more money?" Liu Qingshan asked again.

Chen Dongfang was silent for a moment: "Mr. Liu, I want to know how to use this fund?"

"I'm going to carry out Operation Black Storm." Liu Qingshan gave this operation such a code name in a wicked way.

black storm?Chen Dongfang was also a little dazed, and immediately thought of Lilan: Qingshan is preparing for a coup, right?

He was a soldier, so he naturally thought of military operations first.

"Haha, Big Brother Dongfang, I am going to invest this money in the stock market."

Hearing what Liu Qingshan said, Chen Dongfang felt a little more at ease, but then he hung up again:

The stock market, the risk there is no less than a war.

And the [-] million Hong Kong dollars are all loans, and loans to play stocks, no matter how you hear it, it feels a bit overhanging.

Just as Chen Dongfang was about to give a risk warning, he suddenly remembered Liu Qingshan's playing with gold futures last time, so he forcibly held back and asked, "Mr. Liu, tell me, how to operate?"

Liu Qingshan on the other end of the phone was also quite satisfied. Chen Dongfang did not question it, which showed that he had confidence in him as the helmsman. This is really important.

So he said with a smile: "You are responsible for shorting Hong Kong stocks, and the starting time is October 10."