The vest of the almighty boss can't hide it

Chapter 62 Master Qiao Ran, you are here
Lin Yan lazily interrupted Mrs. Lin's reprimand, frowning, showing a bit of impatience like a little ruffian, "Have you scolded enough?"

She slammed an envelope out.

The old lady Lin closed her mouth subconsciously, several people looked at each other, and in the end it was Lin Xiwei who picked up the envelope and said disdainfully: "I want to see what tricks you have..."

The envelope was opened, and inside was a letter, with a seal underneath.

Lin Xiwei glanced down, her brows suddenly frowned, her face was full of surprise and uncertainty.

After a long time, she slapped the letter on the table and said firmly, "Impossible, it's fake."

At this moment, she really wanted to light a cigarette, quietly.

It was a letter from Yan Kui, the current curator of the National Art Museum, which contained his own seal and signature, and briefly described the ins and outs of the painting.

It is said that Qiao Ran drew a painting two years ago, but recently thought of this painting and felt dissatisfied, so he drew another one. Hearing that Lin Yan needed it, he specially sent this painting to him.

What absurdity to open the door to absurdity--absurdity is at home!

Even if there were really two paintings, would Master Qiao Ran know Lin Yan, give Lin Yan the paintings for free, and ask Yan Kui to testify? !

Novels can't be written like that.

After calming down, Lin Xiwei raised her head, and a hint of admiration appeared in her contemptuous expression, "Although it's a little ridiculous, I have to admit that you are quite courageous and imaginative, but it's a pity that you don't follow the right path."

Lin You walked up to him at this time, and asked softly, "What's the matter, aunt?"

"It's okay," Lin Xiwei said calmly, "She forged Qiao Ran's words, but in order to deceive us, she also forged Yan Kui's handwritten letter. She said the truth, but the more she covered up, the more loopholes she would have."

So Lin You patted her hand gently, with a little innocence in his eyes.

Mrs. Lin took a deep breath, and said to the servants watching the excitement upstairs: "Go to work when you've seen enough excitement." She stared fixedly at Ye Wan, and said word by word: "Pack up this woman's luggage." Come out, I don't want to see her again for a minute."

"Also," she pointed at Lin Yan, "pack up all her things and throw them out."

Ye Wan's expression was agitated, and she also thought that these were all fake. She was recognized by Lin Xiwei, and she couldn't care less about the shame, "I'm leaving now, words can't leave..."

Once Lin Yan is kicked out, news will spread throughout Haicheng tomorrow, and her reputation among the upper class will be completely ruined.

She can't ruin her daughter's lifelong happiness.

"I'll see who dares!" Lin Yan was completely impatient, and kicked the table, and the legs of the table rubbed against the floor, making an unpleasant sound.

Turn on the phone, "Come in."

Then she pulled out the chair and sat down, with her right leg resting on her left knee, her feet up, her face cold and numb.

She was obviously the only one, but at that moment she was like a big boss, controlling the whole situation.

Upstairs and downstairs, none of the servants dared to move.

In the silence, a well-dressed man with gray hair walked in.

Old Mrs. Lin was stunned, she glared at the servants beside her, she wanted to watch the fun, but she let an outsider intrude.

The housekeeper stepped forward and reprimanded: "Who are you, how can you just come in?"

The man was five or sixty years old and looked very elegant. He laughed and said, "Of course I was invited, so I came. You are so loud, it is not the way to welcome guests."

When the butler wanted to say something, Lin Xiwei said, "Wait a minute," she waved her hand at the butler, indicating that he had nothing to do here, and the butler quickly stepped back.

Lin Xiwei took two steps forward, stared at the old man for a long time, and then said hesitantly, "Are you Director Yan?"

Yan Kui, director of the National Art Museum? !

Lin Xiwei had accompanied Mr. Xie to some art exhibitions before, and met Yan Kui twice. Of course, they were old guys chatting. As a junior, she could only accompany him from a distance.

This was the first time she saw Yan Kui up close.

Yan Kui raised his eyes and glanced at her lightly. He looked familiar, but there were many people who knew him, and he didn't necessarily know everyone. He turned to Lin Yan and said, "Little girl, long time no see."

little girl?
Lin Yan twitched the corners of her mouth. The old man must have done it on purpose. She didn't stand up and raised her chin at him, "Master Qiao Ran, you're here."

(End of this chapter)