The president’s wife’s vest is crazy

"Miss Lin, you are too careless. This painting is so beautiful, but you ruined it like this." Fang Yunyao stood behind her and sneered.

"You pushed me!" Lin Xiao turned around and glared.

She suddenly felt a force behind her waist pushing her forward, and Fang Yunyao was standing behind her.

"Ms. Lin, you did something wrong and you want to deny it. We all saw it. You don't want to pay, right?"

As long as everyone's attention is on Lin Xiao, Zhou Bingyan will naturally be forgotten. In this way, she will not only resolve the situation, but also suppress Shen Qinghe.

Kill two birds with one stone.

Thomson stepped forward and looked at the ancient painting with sinister eyes, "Ms. Lin, this painting is the original work of Tang Bohu. We borrowed it from the museum. There is only one in the world. You are responsible for it."

"I……"

Lin Xiao was angry and annoyed. Everyone's attention was on Zhou Bingyan just now, no one would pay attention to her.

"How much did it cost? I bought it!" Lin Xiao took out his wallet with a look of reluctance.

She has made a lot of money following Shen Qinghe over the years, and with her own money, she should be able to afford it.

"The market valuation of this authentic work starts at 300 million yuan! And it is not for sale." Thomson gestured with three fingers.

"Three hundred million!"

Lin Xiao's eyes widened and he looked at Fang Yunyao resentfully.

She is taking revenge!

"Mr. Thomson, if this painting can be repaired, don't we need to pay?" Shen Qinghe said coldly.

There are surveillance cameras all over the place, so it is easy to find out the truth, but the painting is completely ruined. There is still a chance to make amends before it is completely dry.

Thomson nodded, "Of course, but we don't have a cultural relic restorer here, so we have to send it to a museum."

"I can."

Hearing this, everyone looked over in surprise.

Will Shen Qinghe restore cultural relics?

Thomson said suspiciously, "Miss Shen, there is no second painting of this ancient painting in the world. If it is damaged..."

"I'll pay for it if it's damaged!"

Shen Qinghe was very calm.

"Qinghe, don't be so pretentious. It's so easy to restore ancient paintings, even a street sweeper can do it." Fang Yunyao smiled on the surface, but murmured in her heart.

Could she really do it?

After all, the embroidery and dancing were still fresh in her memory.

"Since Miss Shen said so, let's ask Miss Shen to restore the ancient paintings for us on the spot!" Thomson gave up his position with hesitation and asked someone to take down the ancient paintings.

A square table appeared in the exhibition hall. The spot soaked in red wine was located in the middle of the ancient painting. The scenery was complicated, the lines were complicated, and some parts had been contaminated by red wine, making it difficult to see the original appearance.

However, fortunately, the color tone is single, no special color is needed to blend, and repair is not difficult.

"I need pen, ink, paper and inkstone, hot water, lard, lighter and alcohol."

Thomson immediately sent someone to get it.

Shen Qinghe sprayed 50-degree hot water on the ancient painting and gently brushed it evenly with a wool brush to remove the remaining dust and wine stains on the painting.

"Qinghe, this painting will be damaged by water." Fang Yunyao pretended to be worried.

When Shen An saw Shen Qinghe painting, he felt unhappy and said, "Qinghe, don't show off."

After offending the organizer, the Shen family couldn't afford to go around.

"Uncle Shen, if you don't understand, you'd better take a look first. Qinghe, maybe you can. After all, you haven't been around for so many years, so it's normal that you don't understand her."

Lin Xiao barely said the word "abandonment". Shen An's face turned blue and he didn't speak.

After the ancient painting was washed, Shen Qinghe took out the ancient painting, placed it on a huge piece of rice paper, and smeared it with a layer of lard.

"Qinghe, it's such a pity that this painting was destroyed like this." Zhou Bingyan frowned, feeling that Shen Qinghe was too pretentious.

Shen Qinghe didn't bother to pay attention to the two of them, wet the rice paper, twisted it into strips, placed it around the area with wine stains, poured half a bottle of alcohol, and lit it.

"Qinghe! You are burning paintings, stop it!" Shen An couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward to stop him.

The flame glows blue on the inside of the towel.

The strange thing is that not only was the painting not burned, but the blurred areas became clearer and clearer.

Shen Qinghe counted the time, covered the fire area with a towel, took out the rice paper, and applied a layer of lard on it, and a new painting appeared immediately.

Everyone was amazed.

"This painting is even more exquisite than before!"

"Ms. Shen is really a talented person, capable of such superb craftsmanship."

"This is the technique of the nationally renowned cultural relics restorer Lu Guangzhou. A fire on the paper requires precise control. There are only three in the country. Could it be that you are Lu Wanwan, Lu Wanwan, the apprentice of Lu Guangzhou?"

Liang Guoliang squeezed out of the crowd and looked Shen Qinghe up and down.

The crowd is like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, gradually causing ripples.

Lu Chuzhou was a powerful figure in the world of antiques, but he retired early. His secret skill was mistaking paper. He heard that he had an apprentice, Lu Wanwan, but no one had ever seen him. He didn't expect it to be Shen Qinghe!

"Teacher Liang, are you sure?"

Yang Xue felt incredible.

Liang Guoliang is the president of the Capital City Antiques Chamber of Commerce. He is proficient in all kinds of antiques and has met Lu Juzhuang personally. Yang Xue believed his words, but still found it incredible.

"I'm sure she's Lu Wanwan! I was lucky enough to meet Lu Wanwan once, when Lu Wanwan was still young. Now that I see Miss Shen, I'm sure it's you!"

"I remembered that you were the one who helped me identify whether Zhang Daqian's paintings were authentic or fake yesterday. You were wearing a mask, but I could hear your voice."

Luo Yaoren was very excited.

Everyone was surprised.

Unexpectedly, Shen Qinghe actually has a hidden identity!

Those who just said that Shen Qinghe was not worthy of Yu Xiuyan shut up completely. They had low self-esteem.

Yu Xiuyan, who was standing at the front of the crowd, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, becoming more and more interested in Shen Qinghe.

What else is this woman hiding from him?

"Teacher Liang, have you misunderstood? If you look at the present based on your childhood appearance, you will inevitably make mistakes. Qinghe grew up in the countryside, how could he have the opportunity to come into contact with antiques?"

"Miss Fang, just because you can't do something doesn't mean Qinghe can't do it."

Yu Xiuyan stood up and yelled angrily, his eyes full of warning.

"But……"

Fang Yunyao still wanted to say something, but when she received the bored looks from the Zhou family out of the corner of her eye, she could only lower her head silently and said nothing.

"Qinghe, dad is so proud of you!" Shen An immediately changed his attitude with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Shen, I don't have a father. Please don't call yourself my father in the future. You are not worthy!"

"Qinghe..."

Shen An lowered his eyelids, not knowing what to say and looking embarrassed.

"Qinghe, why are you talking like this? This is your biological father after all, you..."

"Mrs. Hua, my biological father died in that fire a long time ago. If he was my biological father, he shouldn't have left me in the countryside and ignored me!"

Everyone looked at Shen An with a bit more contempt.

It's no secret in Beijing that Shen An abandoned his biological daughter and married a nanny. Everyone didn't say it, but they didn't have a good impression of him in their hearts.

"Qinghe, no matter what, this thing is broken. Even if you repair it, it won't be exactly the same as before. Look, this scene is all ruined."

Fang Yunyao pointed out the only shortcoming of the painting. Some lines in the middle were still blurry.

She couldn't let Shen Qinghe steal the spotlight during the entire banquet.

That week Bingyan was even more partial to her.

She only knows a few superficial skills. She probably doesn't know these fine things. Since she wants to show off, let her show off.

Shen Qinghe sneered. Originally, she didn't want to show her strength, but this woman had to force her to do so.