Reborn in the red age

Chapter 133 Picasso

It can be said that the treatment for international students is good. After getting off the train at Sijiucheng Railway Station, there is an office of the training department. There are staff responsible for signing in and there is a jeep parked next to it. After everyone gathers, go straight to Language Institute.

After successfully signing in at the training department, Li Qingfeng got his visa to the United States and a ticket for tomorrow.

Speaking of it, this visa was like a joke. Li Qingfeng could hardly help laughing at the visa interview at the embassy.

The current level of English in China is mute English. Most of them can read but not speak. There are huge problems in speaking and listening.

At the interview site, Li Qingfeng listened as the visa officer from the United States asked the international students here who were about to go abroad: "Which school are you going to?"

The student here answered: "Chemistry"

The visa officer asked again: "Oh, what subject will you study in America?"

"Born in 1953."

Regardless of the inaccurate answers, the visa officers in the United States always said to the international students in front of them: "OK, very good (Okay, very good)" and then stamped the visa neatly.

This was all done in advance, and both parties knew it well. Don't say you don't speak, even if you are mute, you can pass the interview smoothly.

In addition to the two months of intensive training in China, after waiting for the school in the United States, they will also receive three months of intensive English training in the school in the United States.

Of course, the money for training is still funded by the state, which is why there are so many universities for people going abroad.

The reason why Qingfeng Li went to Stanford alone was that, in addition to being exempted from tuition and accommodation fees at Stanford, another reason was that Qingfeng Li was good at English. He could translate English computer magazines in China and had no problem speaking in all aspects. He did not need to spend money alone. money for training.

After knowing the gathering time tomorrow, Li Qingfeng walked to a deserted corner, put his luggage into the space, and got on the bus to Peking University.

After finding Hao Aiguo, Li Qingfeng asked Hao Aiguo if his wife and children were here.

"Um, Qingfeng, I'm sorry. I have something to do in my hometown. They won't be able to come over until the end of the month. How about forget it. I'll find another house for them then." Hao Aiguo scratched his hair in embarrassment, feeling very embarrassed. Sorry Qingfeng Li.

Li Qingfeng had no objection to when they would come, as long as they could live in and help occupy the house: "It's okay, there's no need to look for another house. After I leave tomorrow, I will leave the key to Wang Weimin, and Wang Weimin will take it directly." Just go with your sister-in-law."

"Okay, then I won't be polite to you. By the way, tomorrow is the weekend. I'll see you off then, right?"

"Okay, take a bus to the airport at the language school at 9 o'clock. You can drop off at the language school, so don't go to the airport." After saying this, he looked at the watch on his wrist and said, "Well, Lao Hao, I I have to withdraw first, but I still need to find our professor, so I won’t tell you.”

"Okay, then you go first and we'll see you tomorrow."

After bidding farewell to Hao Aiguo, Li Qingfeng came to Old Man Wang's office and chatted with him for a while. This time, Old Man Wang did not mention not being a white-eyed wolf again, but told Li Qingfeng that the United States is no better than at home, and he must pay attention to safety there. .

Qingfeng Li was very touched by today's conversation. After bowing seriously and thanking Mr. Wang, he shook hands and said goodbye.

It was still early, so Qingfeng Li did not rush to pick up Hu Jiabao. Instead, he took the various daily necessities tickets issued by the training department today and went to the supply and marketing cooperative to purchase daily necessities. Among them, soap as a consumable product needed to be purchased in large quantities, and the requirement was that as much as possible Bring more.

There is no other reason, the main reason is the shortage of foreign exchange. If you can buy daily necessities at home, buy them at home. Don't waste the country's precious foreign exchange reserves.

Although Qingfeng Li is confident that he will not be short of money when he goes to the United States, he should follow the crowd and not be independent. This is the motto of Qingfeng Li, a time traveler.

After buying various daily necessities, Li Qingfeng went to the maintenance point, planning to meet his little brother Wang Weimin.

Although we met last weekend, we are leaving tomorrow, so it really doesn’t make sense not to meet before leaving.

When he arrived at the maintenance point, before he could say anything, Wang Weimin pulled himself into the room and said mysteriously: "Brother, I have something good for you."

"What is it?" Li Qingfeng asked curiously as he was pulled into the room.

After entering the room, Wang Weimin closed the door, smiled obscenely at Qingfeng Li, took out a scroll from the cabinet and handed it to Qingfeng Li.

Looking at the mysterious painting, Li Qingfeng smiled and took the scroll, wanting to see what kind of famous painting it was, and why he needed to be so careful.

He opened the scroll and took a look. Hey, this painting gave Li Qingfeng a lot of experience. A Western painting was actually mounted on a scroll. Let’s not talk about the content of the painting. The mounting method is quite interesting.Wang Weimin came up to Qingfeng Li, pointed at the content in the painting, and said excitedly: "Brother, look, is this painting exciting?"

This painting is an abstract painting, and it can be seen that the painting is of a woman, revealing a spherical object.

Qingfeng Li rolled his eyes at him and said angrily: "It's so exciting. This is art. Don't tarnish the art with your dirty thoughts. This painting still uses abstract forms. What can you tell?" Stimulate?"

"Hehe" Wang Weimin giggled, touched his head sheepishly, and then excitedly made a ball shape on his chest: "Although I am not good at studying, you can still tell from this."

Ignoring this idiot, Qingfeng Li continued to look at the painting. To be honest, Qingfeng Li didn't know much about art. When he was in college, he had been a bit elegant for a while in order to hook up with girls from the art college, but that's not it. I only know some terms and know nothing about others.

When he saw the signature below, Qingfeng Li was stunned. Picasso, holy shit, Picasso's painting.

Putting the painting aside, Li Qingfeng asked Wang Weimin about the origin of this painting.

"I was thinking that you were going abroad. There would definitely be a shortage of foreign exchange when you arrived in the United States, so I wanted to help you find some foreign things on the market to see if I could bring them abroad to exchange for some money. Didn't I just send a little message? After it was released, a former Manchu man came over and said that this painting was brought back by his grandfather when he was studying in Europe. This painting was so precious that he was reluctant to burn it when the wind blew. , made into a scroll and hid it.”

"Where's his grandfather?"

"He died the year before last, otherwise he wouldn't have dared to sell this painting."

Qingfeng Li nodded, and solemnly put away the painting on the table. After sighing that he didn't feel sorry for the young man, he said, "How much did you pay for this painting?"

"He asked for two thousand when he opened his mouth. How about I gave him twenty? There should be no compensation for this transaction, right?" Wang Weimin said cheerfully.

Qingfeng Li nodded. Not only did he not lose the 20 yuan, but he also made a lot of money.

Picasso died not many years ago, but this painting looks very old at first glance. During the Republic of China, no one in China imitated Picasso's paintings. At that time, domestic literary and art workers respected Picasso. Even Zhang Daqian wanted to meet Picasso. On the one hand, let’s exchange some art.

If that Eight Banners boy really went to Europe to study, then this painting must be unquestionably authentic.

"Weimin, I can't say how much this painting is worth. I estimate it could be worth hundreds of thousands if sent abroad. I will take this painting out, and no matter how much it sells for, it will be considered as my loan to you. Wait. I will give it back to you when I return to China." Li Qingfeng thought for a while and told Wang Weimin the true value of the painting.

Qingfeng Li does not have a hobby of collecting. Even if he did, he would not be able to collect antiques from his own country, let alone foreign ones.

After leaving the country and lacking legal funds on the surface, it would be better to sell this thing and get some legal funds on the surface to speculate in silver.

Wang Weimin was frightened by the money at first. After hearing what Li Qingfeng said later, he reacted and shook his head: "Brother, what are you talking about? The money to buy the painting was bought with your money, that is I just helped you purchase your things. If you say that, you really don’t treat me as a brother."

Seeing Wang Weimin's expression that didn't seem to be hypocritical, Li Qingfeng nodded and did not hold on to this matter. He would just give Wang Weimin some compensation in the future. There is no point in pushing this now.

He put the painting away and asked Wang Weimin to ride a tricycle to school to pick up the three girls, and have a dinner at the maintenance point to see him off in the evening.

Qingfeng Li packed a large table of dishes at a state-owned restaurant, and five educated youths who jumped in line gathered together to see Qingfeng Li off.

It was fine at the beginning. Everyone, including Hu Jiabao, wished Li Qingfeng to study abroad. After a few glasses of wine, Wang Weimin, who was a moderate drinker, started to cry. He took Li Qingfeng's arm and said he was reluctant to part with Li Qingfeng. Walk.

This made Qingfeng Li feel a chill. If he hadn't known that this guy's sexual orientation was okay, Qingfeng Li would have kicked him aside.

It didn't matter that Wang Weimin was crying. Hu Jiabao also wiped away his tears. Ma Wenhui and Lin Zhaodi were not in a good mood. They had been together for so many years. Li Qingfeng's sudden separation, even though it was only two years, was still a bit sad.

After the dinner party, Wang Weimin drank too much, so naturally he couldn't send the two girls back to school. Fortunately, the maintenance point had more complete beds and bedding, so the two girls could stay here tonight.

In the evening, Hu Jiabao and I returned to Qianliang Courtyard. This time, Hu Jiabao, who had had a glass of wine, took the initiative to attack. Before Li Qingfeng's door was closed, the girl pounced on him.

The rubber products given by Li's mother were not used in the end. Originally, Qingfeng Li wanted to use them, but who knew they were too small, so he had to use the old method.

Hu Jiabao got up early the next day and cooked a hearty breakfast for Qingfeng Li in the kitchen.

After having breakfast in silence, one person went out carrying a heavy suitcase, stopped a tricycle at the street entrance, and rushed towards the language school.

(End of this chapter)