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Old Wei's answer was like pouring cold water on his head, and Kang Tianzhen was immediately dumbfounded. If there was no room for maneuver from the beginning, then why did they come all the way to Beijing? "Grandpa Wei, we..."

Song Wenyuan held him down, smiled calmly, and said sincerely, "I hope you can think about it again. Although we don't have much money, as long as we can do it, we will do our best."

Old Wei looked at them indifferently, "Don't waste your time talking, go back, you two friends have good eyesight, you can often come to communicate in the future, but don't think about my collection."

Holding the ipad in his arms, Kang Tianzhen said aggrievedly, "Think about it again, I brought the collection of the Kong family, and there are any things in it, as long as you can see them."

The old man's muddy eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand, "Take it here and let me have a look." "If you see it, you agree to think about it," Kang Tianzhen said vigilantly, holding the ipad screen tightly to his chest, without giving an inch. These are all things that are kept in the bottom of the box at our house, and they are never shown to outsiders."

Old Wei smiled disdainfully, "I've heard of the Kong family, which claims to be a family of collectors for a century, but they are only antique dealers after all. Can a merchant get in touch with real national treasures?"

Kang Tianzhen and Song Wenyuan looked at each other, amazed at the old guy's appetite - what he was thinking about was actually a national treasure.

After hesitating for a long time, Kang Tianzhen sat next to the old man with his ipad, and showed him the photos collected by the Kong family one by one, explaining, "This Longquan kiln plum celadon plate is from the Southern Song Dynasty. It is the time when the color of Longquan celadon is the most beautiful. It is the real emerald color of thousands of peaks. This is a pair of vermilion lacquer painted cloud and thunder pattern ear cups from the Western Han Dynasty. It is more than 2000 years ago. It is very well preserved and its appearance is perfect. , this one is suitable for you," he slid his finger across the screen, pointing to a pair of five-colored female baby play pattern general jars, and flatteringly said, "This is the Kangxi official kiln of the Qing Dynasty, with four concubines and sixteen sons painted on it. Isn't it super suitable for you?"

Boss Wei frowned, "Why is it suitable for me?"

Kang Tianzhen tilted her head and looked at him, "Because you also have many wives and children... um..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Wenyuan covered his mouth and apologized to the old man's black face, "I'm really sorry, my friend spoke out loud..." "It's nothing," Mr. Wei waved his hands with a dark face," he said That's right."

Kang Tianzhen realized that he had said something wrong, laughed stiffly, and shoved the ipad into the old man's hand, "Look for yourself."

Old Wei asked unhappily, "Do I look so scary?" "No," Kang Tianzhen said calmly, looked at the old man for a moment, and said dejectedly, "Okay," he pinched his thumb and index finger Make gestures together, "There is such a drop... Alas, it is actually very scary."

But the old man laughed loudly, "You are very interesting." "Thank you," Kang Tianzhen replied shyly, thought for a while, and added, "You are also very kind." "Hehehe..." The old man finished laughing , restrained his smile, and became that unsmiling old monster Wei again, but his tone was much more relaxed, explaining, "Although I collect many categories, my favorite is calligraphy and painting, especially landscape painting. The mountains and rivers of the motherland are so magnificent. The painter's brush strokes have a different style, I appreciate these paintings every day, they have become a part of my life, children," he looked at the two people opposite, and sighed, "Come and beat me to paint The idea is like cutting the flesh from my heart, it hurts."

Speaking of this, there was no room for manoeuvre, Song Wenyuan Gujing Wubo's eyes could not help but show disappointment, he stood up and nodded to the old man, "I can understand your old man's feelings, since this is the case, we will not force it anymore."

The two said goodbye and came out of Wei's house. Kang Tianzhen looked back at the old-fashioned villa, his eyes were full of despair, but he didn't say anything. He knew that Song Wenyuan must be more sad than himself, and it was useless to say anything at this time.

A white Maserati drove into the villa, the guard ran over and opened the car door, Gu Yan got out of the car carrying a red leather bag, bumped into Song Wenyuan with her head up, both sides were stunned.

Gu Yan took off her sunglasses, her beautiful eyes were full of sadness.

Song Wenyuan didn't seem to know each other. After nodding his head normally, he took Kang Tian's hand and the two walked out of the villa.

Feeling that his fingers were cold and his palms were oozing cold sweat, Kang Tianzhen couldn't help but clenched his hand tightly, looked back, Gu Yan took a step forward, stopped, and watched them off silently. Naively whispered, "Song Wenyuan, you..."

"Don't talk," Song Wenyuan violently forced his head back, "Don't look back."

"Oh." Kang Tianzhen obediently held his hand, feeling that this villa could be called Song Wenyuan's sad place.

When the two returned to the hotel, Kang Tianzhen tilted his head and looked at Song Wenyuan, and found that the abnormality in the villa had disappeared, and he had become the calm and breezy Song Wenyuan again.

"What are you looking at?" Song Wenyuan asked with a smile.

Kang Tianzhen looked at his smile, swallowed the question that came to his mouth, and said with a puckered mouth, "Old Freak Wei is really rude. He said earlier that it was impossible to sell paintings, and we don't have to fly all the way to Beijing."

"He probably wants to see what the fake painting looks like," Song Wenyuan said, sighing, "It's a waste of time."

Kang Tianzhen hugged his waist and buried his face in his neck, "The opening is about to start in a week, what should we do?"

"Face it calmly," Song Wenyuan put his arms around him, stroking his waist and hips, "No one in the antique store can live their whole life without eyeing, and it will open as usual, but "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" will be taken from the position of the treasure of the store. Come down, mark it as a counterfeit, the teacher tricked me into drilling, but I can no longer deceive others."

Other than that, there was nothing else to do. Kang Tianzhen nodded and rubbed his stomach, "Song Wenyuan, I'm hungry."

Song Wenyuan laughed, "Let's go, go to eat, come to Beijing after a hard time, and go back after eating enough."

The two of them broke their cans completely, put aside this trouble, and ate and drank in the food street until after eight o'clock in the evening before returning to the hotel. When they got out of the elevator, Song Wenyuan pulled Kang Tianzhen behind him.

In the deep corridor, there were two tall and strong bodyguards standing. Wei Cong in a black suit was standing in front of their room with one hand in his trouser pocket and a cigarette in the other.

"It's so late, President Wei is here, what's the matter?" Song Wenyuan walked over, without opening the door, and looked at them calmly.

Wei Cong glanced back, a bodyguard stepped forward and opened a rectangular safe, Song Wenyuan's pupils tightened suddenly.

"Fuck! Moonlight night on the Spring River???" Kang Tianzhen howled loudly, and looked at the man in front of him in disbelief, "Isn't your father not agreeing? This... Fuck, could it be you who stole your money?" Daddy's baby?"

Wei Cong frowned.

Song Wenyuan opened the door, "Outside is not a place to talk, let's go in and talk."

Wei Cong followed the two into the room, put the safe on the table, tapped his fingers on the table, and said calmly, "Father didn't agree to the deal."

"Fuck, I was right." Kang Tianzhen knelt on the stool with one leg, and lay down on the table to touch his safe. "Your father looks so scary, aren't you afraid?"

Wei Cong said, "He is my father, how could he be afraid?"

Song Wenyuan made tea, sat at the table, and looked at him gently, "Since Mr. Wei came here with the painting, there must be room for maneuver."

Wei Cong said, "The painting is on loan to you."

Song Wenyuan was stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously, "...how should I say it?"

Wei Cong explained, "I will come back after opening."

The two instantly understood what he meant. Song Wenyuan thought for a while and looked at each other, "Is it free?"

"300 a day."

"Deal!" Kang Tianzhen was overjoyed, reaching out to carry the safe.

Wei Cong pressed the box tightly, "There are still conditions."

Kang Tianzhen was depressed, "Brother, can we talk all at once if we have something to say? It's killing me to breathe so hard."

Wei Cong looked at Song Wenyuan, "I want to see Wang Sanxiao."

Song Wenyuan: "..."

Kang Tianzhen was so shocked that his facial features almost flew out of his face. He exchanged a glance with Song Wenyuan, looked at this man, and tried to say politely, "Brother, you don't look like a domineering president anymore."

Wei Cong had no patience with him, and frowned, "I know you, Kang Tianzhen, are friends with Wang Sanxiao. You ask him out, and I want to see him."

The request is so direct, if you agree to him, then it will not be Kang Tianzhen, he touched his chin, "Why are you looking for Xiaoxiao?"

"...No comment," Wei Cong didn't know what to think, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

Kang Tianzhen suddenly opened his mind, "You two ... shouldn't it be a rival? Do you want to ask him to come out ... into a cake?"

Wei Cong's eyes turned fierce.

Kang Tianzhen shrank his neck, "Pretend I didn't say anything."

Song Wenyuan smiled and said, "Wang Sanxiao has been in Beijing recently, you want to see him, why don't you invite him yourself?"

"He doesn't see me."

"To be honest, Mr. Wei," Song Wenyuan said calmly, "Although I really want to facilitate this borrowing of paintings, Wang Sanxiao is our friend. I don't know how he offended Mr. Wei, but we will not betray him. of."

"He didn't offend me." Wei Cong pondered for a moment, probably feeling that the two people in front of him were trustworthy, so he said frankly, "He is my future wife."

"!!!"

There was silence in the room. Not only was Kang Tianzhen flying, but even Song Wenyuan couldn't maintain his composure. Wang Sanxiao bit his cigar with a ferocious face in his mind. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make up his mind Go down and act like Xiaoshou.

The concept of marriage and love has collapsed.

After a few minutes, Kang Tianzhen cautiously speculated, "Brother... buddy, are you sure you are not mistaken? Are you talking about Wang Sanxiao? Could it be Wang Si crying, Wang Wulei or something like that... "

Wei Cong took out his phone and pulled up a photo, "This Wang Sanxiao."

"!!!" Kang Tianzhen felt that the whole person was not well. In the photo, Wang Sanxiao pouted her pink mouth at the camera, her big eyes were blinking blingblingly, the long false eyelashes and two Like a fan, he instantly fanned out the three views he had built up over the past 20 years out of the solar system.

Kang Tianzhen stared at the phone, and said with a determined face, "I, absolutely, don't know this, idiot, Wang Sanxiao."