Since I am Yu Huanshui

Chapter 828 Museums

January flies by.

A few days ago, Han Chunming suddenly sent an invitation card to entertain relatives and friends. The neighbors were mysterious and secretive, and he didn't say why. When someone asked him, he just smiled and said, "You will know in a few days." .”

It makes people confused and itchy.

But there are only a few people who really know what Han Chunming is going to do.

Qian Wen knows that Han Chunming just wants to share his joy with everyone, so that everyone can share with him the joy and happiness accumulated over the years.

Han Chunming also invited Qian Wen to announce the happy news with him.

Qian Wen shook his head and refused with a smile. He doesn't like being in the limelight very much, and his identity does not allow him to be too public. The more low-key the better, the current Qian Group has become a giant, with investments from both home and abroad , build a factory, and with his foresight, he is also outstanding in academics. He leads doctoral students, publishes academic papers, publishes books, and participates in seminars on laws and regulations that guide the direction of society.

He no longer needs to show himself, now he just needs to be stable.

Seeing that he declined, Han Chunming still felt a little regretful. The two built the museum together, and they sat face to face, and announced it together at the banquet, which is a good story.

Qian Wen, "I didn't ask you to announce it together, it's just that you are in the limelight."

Han Chunming still said wearily, "I know, I know, the honorary vice president, the famous Professor Qian Da."

Qian Wen laughed angrily, and just licked Han Chunming's numbness, Han Chunming folded his arms, grinned, "Hiss~"

"It's quite good at running people." Qian Wen raised his hand again.

Han Chunming hastily raised his hands in surrender, "Speak up, talk about things." He muttered in his heart, "A gentleman doesn't fight a reckless man."

Cheng Jianjun's experience for so many years is vivid in his mind, Amen, pray for the cross.

Cheng Jianjun, "Don't mention me!"

The matter was settled, and a banquet was held at Qian Wen's Nanbowan Hotel, one street away from Han Chunming's Yaxuan Museum.

On that day, the invited guests came to the hotel one after another.

Qian Wen's youngest daughter, Qian Shudao, and Han Chunming's eldest daughter, Han Sile, two beauties on the left and one on the right, supported the old man as they walked towards the hotel.

Looking forward to it at the entrance of the hotel, Han Chunming, who arrived early, rushed to greet him, "Master."

The old man smiled and said, "What's the matter, such a big fight?"

Han Chunming looked at Qian Wen who was following behind, and wondered, "Didn't Qian Wen tell you?"

It shouldn't be, you know that Qian Wen is responsive to the old man, and he doesn't expect to hide it from the old man, although he really wants to surprise the master.

Mr. Guan tapped the ground lightly with his cane, and said with a smile, "He is also very mysterious, so I didn't ask."

Han Chunming was overjoyed, I don't know if it's good, and he felt a sense of surprise after a while, "Good news, good news."

"All right, I'll sit and wait for something good to happen." Mr. Guan stroked his white beard and walked into the hotel.

Qian Wen asked his wife Guan Xiaoguan to take his son first, and stay with Han Chunming. Looking at the guests who came with invitations, he greeted them with a smile, and said to Han Chunming, "Are you ready?"

"Everything is in order." Han Chunming said confidently. He had prepared for this day for decades. Even his wife, Su Meng, asked him to keep it a secret. How could something go wrong.

Qian Wen nodded, "If there is no place for me to help, I can go in."

Han Chunming said, "Let's go together. I'll just pick up the old man. Others will be received and guided by special staff."

Qian Wen and Han Chunming walked to the prepared banquet hall in the hotel.

Although the two museums opened at the same time today, the only guests who came today were Han Chunming's relatives, friends, neighbors, and some business partners. Qian Wen didn't invite them at all. His network of relationships is really intricate. .

He was just a foil this time, and he built this museum for the sake of feelings, and also to surprise the old man, and he didn't want to promote anything for himself.

Even the museum is also named under Qian Wen's private archaeological research institute, in order to reduce trouble.

After all, he moved the 'historical artwork' from other people's home back home. Although he has done all the legal procedures, he still has the necessary precautions and evasive means.

Stable is stable!

There are quite a few guests here today, and Han Chunming is a well-known businessman at any rate.

Qian Wen, Yang Huajian, Mao Tutu, Li Xu and other students greeted each other, then smiled and shook hands, and sat down at the children's table.

Yang Huajian and others were stunned, his wife Guan Xiaoguan shook his head helplessly, and Han Chunming pretended not to see it.

"Hey, kid Qian, you're sitting in the wrong place." The shabby waiter sitting at the first table, who was talking with Mr. Guan, saw Qian Wen and said with a smile.

"That's right, the children's table can be full." Qian Wen raised his eyebrows.

Broken Hou laughed heartily.

The children's desk staff included three from Qian Wen's family, two from Han Chunming's family, one from Li Chengtao's family, and several children from other guests' families.

During the conversation, the banquet began. Of course, Han Chunming’s team was supported by Han Chunming. Under the ridicule of Yang Huajian and other old friends, Han Chunming and his wife Su Meng played a song "The Shy Rose Blooms Quietly" .

The piano is melodious, the singing is moving, and the opening song makes everyone present smile.

At the end of the song, Han Chunming officially shared his joy with everyone, and the purpose of entertaining everyone today.

Han Chunming looked at Qian Wen, "Today is the grand opening of my Yaxuan Museum and Qian Wen's Four Seasons Museum.

After dinner, please go to Changyan. "

Under everyone's amazed and astonished eyes, Qian Wen stood up, smiled, and greeted Han Chunming's words, then waved for the manager, "serve the food."

But everyone’s surprise didn’t end there. The name museum is not new, but the private museum is. They all looked at Qian Wen and Han Chunming, and their eyes seemed to say, “You rich people’s toys are like this. Did you play?"

"Dad, when did you have a museum? Why didn't I know?" the precious daughter Qian Shudao asked curiously while holding Qian Wen's arm.

Qian Wen scratched the bridge of the precious daughter's nose, and said with a smile, "It was just built."

There was also a circle of people around Han Chunming, asking curiously.

Mr. Guan's eyes flickered, "Museum?"

Guan's father, Guan's mother and Uncle Su Meng's eyes were changeable, and they secretly marveled at their generosity.

Just right, full of wine and food, after Han Chunming's announcement, everyone was very itchy and curious.

After taking the shuttle bus arranged early in the morning, everyone came under the museum.

Looking up, you can see two buildings with very different shapes.

"This is my Yaxuan Museum." Han Chunming turned his head and pointed to the other side, across the road, "That is Qian Wen's Four Seasons Museum."

Han Chunming's Yaxuan Museum is well-regulated and stable, and Qian Wen's four-season fashion sense is bursting, which makes people look at it and stop to look at it.

Right now, there are curious people in front of the museum, asking where it is.

Qian Wen's museum covers an area of ​​[-] square meters, with several high-rise buildings scattered here and there. It is composed of a whole piece of glass floor-to-ceiling windows and a granite wall appearance. It is an art palace built at a cost of hundreds of millions, giving people a visual feast of fashion. Simple and introverted, calm and steady.

Han Chunming looked at the crowd and said, "My museum displays old objects handed down from our ancestors.

As for Qian Wen's..."

Qian Wen received Han Chunming's gaze, looked at his private museum not far away, and said with a smile, "My museum mainly displays 'historical artworks' from foreign countries."

The old man and the tattered waiter twitched their eyebrows, grasping the words, "Foreign countries?"

Qian Wen smiled and nodded, "For the appreciation of the people of the country."

Han Chunming took a deep breath, and looked at Qian Wen with bright eyes, "No wonder you are so secretive, so you made a big move in this regard."

He thought he was arrogant enough, but he didn't expect that his friend was even more arrogant and went overseas directly.

This is not to mention the things that Panjiayuan's Wanbao Pavilion and the cultural relics collection team of the other party have traveled all over the world for so many years.

Thinking of this, Han Chunming was startled.

"Let's go to Chunming's museum first, and let him be the first to attract others. Chunming doesn't mind."

Everyone was curious, stepped on the red firecracker fragments all over the floor, and walked into the museum with a trace of sulfur smell in the air.

Two words, 'elegant'!
Let everyone dazzled and dazzled.

Ancient jade wares, famous calligraphy paintings from Tang, Song, Yuan and Ming Dynasties, Song and Yuan ceramics, enamel, lacquerware, gold and silver wares, bamboo and wood gourds, gold and bronze religious statues, and costumes, clothing materials and furniture of past dynasties, etc.

It can be seen that Han Chunming's deep care and love for old objects.

"This is a pot with Mingfa flowers and figures." Mr. Guan recognized it at a glance, his eyes were full of love.

In the exhibition cabinet, there are pots with Mingfa flowers and figure patterns. The raised lines of the body are well outlined, forming three-dimensional patterns of concave, flat and convex. The works have both neat pattern features and traditional painting effects, which complement each other. Beautiful.

"This is the plum vase with Jihong glaze." Broken Hou's eyes were all on the glass display case.

It can be seen that he likes this object.

"Bright colored bowl with dragon and phoenix patterns."

"Ming Wanli small box with double dragon pattern."

"Bamboo carvings in Qing Dynasty, pine trees and water towers."

"Qing Huanghuali Boguge."

The admiral of the Nine Gates, Mr. Guan and Zaitai Hou, became interested, and talked while walking, getting to know each other.

They were full of emotions and very excited, both of them were people who loved old objects, now seeing so many rare and exquisite products in front of their eyes, how could they be at peace.

Uncle Su Meng heard the sound and pulled Su Meng, Su Meng turned her head and whispered, "What's wrong, Uncle?"

"This...these things really belong to Chunming?" Uncle Su Meng stuttered, if they were all, how much would it cost.

Judging from the prices at this year's Spring Auction in Xiangjiang, this is a treasure house.

He couldn't help his eyes not glowing green, salivating.

Gold in troubled times, antiques in prosperous times, he has also consciously collected some, but compared with this, it is simply a drop in the bucket.

Su Meng knew her uncle too well, so she directly interrupted the other's random thoughts, "This is Chunming's treasure, so don't make up your mind."

Uncle Su Meng said awkwardly, "How can it be, Xiaomeng, look at this piece of porcelain, it can sell for at least hundreds of thousands in Xiangjiang..."

Su Meng interrupted directly, "Don't talk about it, I don't care, I have an agreement with Chunming, I will not get involved with his old things, uncle, you don't want me to be dishonest."

"Whatever breaks promises to others, they are both husband and wife. Isn't Chunming's yours? It's an agreement." Uncle Su Meng didn't like to hear it.

"Take care of yourself, Chunming only has this hobby." Su Meng rolled her eyes at her uncle, supported her mother-in-law, and followed behind Han Chunming with a smile.

It's been so many years, it's almost fifty, small fights, small tempers, it's time to get in and get in, and there is no secret between the two parties, Han Chunming and Su Meng's relationship is very stable.

Qian Wenxiao took a look at this side. These years, he has been the trash can for the two of them.

Maybe he had mediated the relationship between the two of them. Whenever the couple had any disagreements, they would like to ask Qian Wen him to be the mediator.

However, Qian Wenshi is in harmony, and if he does not commit principled issues, there is no right or wrong between husband and wife. Once they are serious, the game is over. Qian Wen is in harmony, and Han Chunming and his wife both love each other deeply. It's hard to think about the days without stability.

Qian Wen stepped forward and patted Uncle Su Meng on the shoulder. Uncle Su Meng turned his head in doubt. Seeing that it was Qian Wen, he subconsciously shrunk by a head. He looked very businessman, and said tactfully, "Dong Qian...Professor."

"You're welcome, just call me Xiaoqian." Qian Wen said with a smile.

Uncle Su Meng didn't take the polite words seriously, because after he knew Qian Wen's worth, he wanted to visit Qian Wen several times to make friends, but he failed. How could Uncle Su Meng really call Qian Wen Xiaoqian, the difference in social status between the two is too great.

"Professor Qian, who are you looking for?" Uncle Su Meng asked doubtfully, the two of them basically had little communication.

"It's okay, I just heard from Xiao Guan that my father-in-law and mother-in-law have been tossing antiques with you recently?" Qian Wen asked with a smile.

Uncle Su Meng didn't understand what Qian Wen meant, so she nodded and said, "Yes, take some antiques and send them to Xiangjiang to make a difference."

Qian Wen said with a smile, "It's a good deal."

Uncle Su Meng's eyes lit up, he looked thoughtfully at Qian Wen excitedly, "Professor Qian also wants to..."

Qian Wen shook his head, "I have no idea, just a piece of advice, this trip is too deep, you can't grasp it, it's better to get out this morning."

As far as Guan Fu, Guan Mu and Uncle Su Meng are dissatisfied with the bottle, and half of the bottle is dangling antique cognition, in the current period when antique technology is on the rise, stop playing quickly, for fear of losing everything.

Uncle Su Meng's face froze for a moment, a little ugly, but he quickly hid it, and forced a smile, "I will think about it."

After finishing speaking, Uncle Su Meng didn't want to get close to Qian Wentao anymore. He also has a temper, so he walked away quickly.

Qian Wen smiled indifferently, and said softly, "Good words are hard to persuade, damn it."

Guan Fu and Guan Mu have Qian Wen who has been suppressing it all the time, and they can't afford to make any fuss. They have a lot of money, and they can't pay for it, so it's just a tuition fee.

But Uncle Su Meng thought that the economy had just opened up at the beginning, and he was very stubborn because he had some money in his hand. He looked at Han Chunming and Su Meng's face, and this matter had something to do with Guan Fu and Guan Mu. , Just a reminder, there is nothing you can do if you don't listen to him.

After the compensation is over, it will naturally be safe.

Just like his attitude towards Guan Fu Guan Mu now, as long as you don't delay the work of the nursing home and serve the old man with all your heart, you can do whatever you want, just the few money, after wasting it, you will naturally live in peace.

Playing antiques in the millennium is like picking stocks. It looks like it is booming, but if you don’t pay attention, you will lose everything, making you want to cry without tears.

Qian Wen followed and fed the old man Suxiao Jiuxin Pills, how old he is to dare to have such ups and downs. The children of several families walked and watched in the museum, appreciating the collection of their relatives or godfathers with an attitude of admiration.

There are fathers and elders like the old man, Han Chunming, and Qian Wen, and they are too embarrassed to go out without a few brushes.

"It's really a feast of antiques with endless aftertaste."

Not a short period of time passed, Mr. Guan and Zattered Hou came back to their senses, and their thoughts were still unfinished.

Qian Wen smiled and said, "Then how about evaluating the feasts of foreign countries?"

　Evening code next chapter

　　
　
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