I got excited. I saw my ex-girlfriend sitting across from me on a blind date.

Chapter 320 Amazing Works (Part )

The two people made a good idea and walked forward silently.

The key to attracting attention is to be patient and wait for the prey to take the bait.

So I saw only a short distance.

Mr. Geng Jiasheng, who has half white hair, is wearing an old-fashioned sweater and a suit that looks a bit older than the young man.

The pace is slow.

Although Geng Jiasheng's face is old, when he sees the oil paintings on the wall, his eyes are like an eagle's, not even letting go of any details to modify the painting style.

Someone next to me was making an introduction: "Mr. Geng, this painting of a dragon is a work from a few years ago, by the author Lin Shu..."

He didn't even finish his name.

Geng Jiasheng continued to walk forward expressionlessly.

Obviously he has no interest in these less famous writers and oil paintings.

Not far behind him, Zhang Lan held Lin Zhengran's arm and whispered: "Mr. Geng has a very strong aura."

People with oval-shaped faces have longer eyelashes, and their appearance must be at least 80 or 90, so they can be considered beauties.

Geng Jiasheng's so-called daughter was none other than someone else. Lin Zhengran discovered that it was the female manager from the third floor just now!

Zhang Lan stared at Lin Zhengran with a look of jealousy: "What are you looking at?"

However, Lin Zhengran always felt that the other person's appearance was unremarkable. He was beautiful, but he didn't feel that beautiful.

Geng Jiasheng's eyes lit up slightly when he heard the voice: "Daughter! Are you done?"

Until suddenly a familiar voice came out: "Dad! Are you here?"

Lin Zhengran responded: "What's wrong?"

Lin Zhengran smiled.

Zhang Lan pursed her lips and continued to stare at Lin Zhengran.

He is only about twenty-three or four years old, quite young.

But the introducer was not frustrated. Geng Jiasheng still introduced each one as he watched. No one could afford to offend such a big guest.

Maybe it's because there are too many beautiful women around me.

In front of them, Geng Jiasheng continued to walk forward, his steps were slow, and the other young people could only follow behind and beside him, no matter how fast they walked.

He had felt this way in the office before, so he didn't take a closer look. But now that he looked closer, it was still the same.

Zhang Lan also noticed the visitor, and first said: "I didn't expect this female manager to be Mr. Geng's daughter? Then it's possible that this oil painting studio belongs to Mr. Geng."

Lin Zhengran was helpless: "You're jealous even after I took one look at it? I heard everything you just said, but the oil painting studio doesn't necessarily belong to Geng Jiasheng, otherwise he wouldn't look like he's picky about shopping. ”

Lin Zhengran didn't pay attention when she was on the third floor. Looking at it now, this woman was wearing a close-fitting women's suit. She was about 1.67 meters tall and had a majestic mountain peak.

Zhang Lan heard Lin Zhengran's response, looked at Lin Zhengran, paused for a moment and held her arm with his hand with a jealous expression, and asked gently: "Senior?"

Lin Zhengran laughed when he saw her jealous look: "I just looked at the female manager. I didn't expect that she turned out to be Mr. Geng's daughter."

"Well, it's possible but not very likely."

Zhang Lan then continued to look at the person in front.

"That's true."

Geng Jiasheng and his daughter got together earlier, and the father and daughter talked about something.

The group of people continued walking forward.

They passed many oil paintings along the way. Since his daughter arrived, the introducer next to them became more enthusiastic in introducing them.

The daughter would also chime in from time to time.

Geng Jiasheng also took a fancy to a few oil paintings along the way. After he took a fancy to them, he would say a few words to his daughter, but her daughter would nod and ask the person next to her to take note of them.

Until finally Geng Jiasheng came to the oil painting "Prairie Girl" created by Zhang Lan.

Geng Jiasheng's eyes lit up after seeing the oil painting.

"Oh? Isn't this picture in the message you gave me yesterday?"

Her daughter smiled and said: "This pair was sent to me by a couple ten minutes ago. They said they painted it themselves and would like to hang it here to see if anyone is willing to take a photo."

Geng Jiasheng stared at the painting and calligraphy of the prairie girl.

He nodded appreciatively: "It is true that the oil painting is new, and this is the first time I have seen this painting painted by someone who is not famous. However, the painting is really good, and the person who created it is very talented. How much do these two people say they will sell this painting for?"

Daughter: "After discussion, we agreed that it would be 50,000, but there is something else." The daughter said something in her ear.

Geng Jiasheng suddenly became confused and whispered: "What? If you can't sell it, then give it away for free?"

The daughter nodded.

Geng Jiasheng began to think.

"Are you sure you don't know those two people?"

"I definitely don't recognize him. It's a new face."

At this moment, Lin Zhengran and Zhang Lan felt that the time was almost up.

Two people walked over.

Lin Zhengran said: "Did Mr. Geng take a fancy to our painting?"

Geng Jiasheng turned around when he heard the sound, including the seven or eight people following him and his daughter.

The woman recognized the two men as the painting sellers.

But just when Geng Jiasheng asked two people if they were the creators of oil paintings.

His eyes widened and he was suddenly startled! Because Geng Jiasheng was a well-known artist, and the moment he saw Lin Zhengran clearly.

He actually felt that Lin Zhengran had an indescribable aura of an old artist!

He would never be wrong about this kind of aura. If he hadn't been in this industry all year round and had many works, he would never have this kind of temperament!

It's just that people with this kind of temperament are mostly old people in their fifties, sixties or even seventy or eighty years old. This young man looks young.

Why does he have such a temperament?

Geng Jiasheng almost immediately changed his mind: "May I ask what your name is?"

As soon as these words came out, not to mention those who followed, even the daughters of Zhang Lan and Geng Jiasheng were a little shocked.

This word is taboo. Unless the other person is also a person of high status, Geng Jiasheng would never ask this question.

The daughter held Geng Jiasheng's arm: "Dad?"

Geng Jiasheng glanced at her and motioned her not to speak.

Lin Zhengran smiled and said: "My surname is Lin. I have always heard of Mr. Geng before. Today I finally got to meet him. You are indeed well-deserved."

Geng Jiasheng stared at Lin Zhengran: "Mr. Lin is so polite."

Zhang Lan looked at Lin Zhengran curiously. She didn't understand why Lin Zhengran's aura suddenly became so strong.

Geng Jiasheng: "May I ask if this painting was painted by Mr. Lin? I believe no one else can paint such a beautiful painting."

Lin Zhengran smiled: "I disappoint Mr. Geng. This is not my work."

He glanced at Zhang Lan.

Zhang Lan nodded: "It's my work, but I did learn from him."

"Oh? Who is this?" Geng Jiasheng was curious.

Lin Zhengran: "My girlfriend, her name is Zhang Lan."

Zhang Lan: "Hello, Mr. Geng. My name is Zhang Lan. I have always admired you."

Geng Jiasheng hummed as a greeting and looked at the painting again:

"Does this mean that this painting is Miss Zhang's work? Miss Zhang followed Mr. Lin in creating it, and she was able to draw such a work just by following him?"

Zhang Lan tried his best to praise Lin Zhengran and make him curious: "I only learned a little bit, not one-tenth as good as my boyfriend."

"Oh? Not as good as one-tenth?" Geng Jiasheng was indeed more curious and looked at Lin Zhengran.

Lin Zhengran deliberately took advantage of the opportunity and interrupted the conversation: "Does Mr. Geng like this painting? If you like it, you can take it and give it to you."

Geng Jiasheng glanced at his daughter and understood what Lin Zhengran meant:

"The paintings are good, but I like to collect strange and weird works. Although Miss Zhang's works are good, they don't match the style of my collection. Did you two come to me specifically today? My daughter just told me Let’s look at the words you two used when selling your paintings.”

Geng Jiasheng remembered what his daughter had just said about giving things away for free. There was almost always a purpose for giving away things like oil paintings.

Of course, what Geng Jiasheng didn't know was that Lin Zhengran and Zhang Lan were catching whomever they caught, and they were not targeting him.

Lin Zhengran followed the words and said, "Mr. Geng is so smart."

Geng Jiasheng laughed and asked, "So what does Mr. Lin want?"

Lin Zhengran got straight to the point: "It's very simple, because we both respect you, so I specially want to give you a gift today. At this moment, I will draw one with my own hands and give it to you on the spot. I wonder if Mr. Geng has time?"

(End of this chapter)