Chapter 39 (1/2)

Liang Ke'er pinched the temple, ”OK, please don't talk to me about the calf here, but I say, can you do well?”

Zhou Ning dream a smile, a professional smile on his face, ”OK, time is almost up. Let's go. ”

Finish saying, take the lead to walk toward the meeting place.

Liang Ke'er took two steps and suddenly stopped.

Take out the mobile phone, teeth bite, dial the phone, ”Qin Feng, now immediately to the exhibition center's painting exhibition!”

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Liu Tong is wearing a Tang suit. If the occasion is formal enough, he will wear Zhongshan suit.

Liu Tong's wealth has lost interest in most things. After all, money can really bring him a lot of things.

What I wanted when I didn't have money, now it's like playing games. I don't have any interest.

Calligraphy and painting are the only things he is still interested in.

Or not to say interested, is to the extent of obsession!

Apart from business, most of his money was spent on antiques.

Therefore, he is not only a businessman, but also a very famous collector in the circle.

”This is good. I wanted to buy it last time, but because of some delay, you can ask the price and buy it within 10 million.” Liu Tong said, his voice is a little hoarse. He is 55 years old and almost in his 60s.

A secretary with a sign beside him took notes in his hand, and his expression was meticulous and serious.

Liu Tong walked in front of him. A piece of calligraphy attracted his attention. The Xuan paper was yellow and the words were beautiful. Liu Tong's eyes were hot, but he also had a trace of doubt.

”Eh, this...” Liu Tong touched his beard on his chin, muttered to himself, and his eyes were bright. ”I remember seeing it once five years ago, and once three years ago I didn't expect to see you again here. ”

”Tut, is it luck or a fake?” Liu Tong said rudely.

He said to the Secretary beside him, ”waiter, please call the person in charge.”

”Yes.”

Not long ago, a middle-aged man trotted over with his secretary, with a smile on his face, ”Mr. Liu, I'm the person in charge here. Chen Liang, what can I do for you?”

Liu Tong pointed to the script, ”is this a genuine work?”

Chen Liang took a look at the calligraphy and nodded without hesitation. ”Yes, that's right. The authentic work is written by Mr. Zheng Banqiao, a great calligrapher of the Qing Dynasty.”

”Zheng Banqiao called his calligraphy” six and a half ”and added regular script, running script and cursive script on the basis of official script. This style of calligraphy can be said to be unprecedented and has never come after.” Liu Tong nodded.

”But...” Liu Tong spoke softly.

At this time, a female voice suddenly came from the side, ”Mr. Liu.”

When Liu Tong heard the sound, his head did not turn, and he knew who it was.

But he still looked, this is respect, ”Mr. Zhou, long time no see.”

Liu Tong looked at Zhou Ningmeng's costume. His expression did not change, but his voice was a little uncomfortable. ”Mr. Zhou, do you think painting and reading is also a job?”

Zhou Ning dream smell speech, also can't tube so much, ”Liu general manager, I come to talk to you about work.”