Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

In short, Lan Xiao meant that she gave the result based on her intuition.

How to confirm what she said needs to be worked out by everyone present.

That is to retreat after accomplishing one's accomplishment, and not taking credit...

Song Qiaoqiao now, with bright eyes in his eyes, whispered: "I know how to verify, whether this painting is by Zhang Daqian or not. Old Su, can you allow me to verify it?"

Old Su nodded quickly.

"Yes, Miss Song just be careful."

Although this painting is not made by Shi Tao, it is not authentic.

But it was painted by Zhang Daqian, and its value is not low.

Song Qiaoqiao was extremely excited. In recent years, although she has come into contact with several paintings imitated by Zhang Daqian, but this "Farewell Landscape Scroll of Fujian Tour" has different meanings.

This is still the official authenticity. If the authenticity is confirmed in her hands, then her reputation will become famous.

Song Qiaoqiao almost forgot, she had an appointment with Lan Xiao.

She didn't even realize that in this competition, she had already lost.

She is still immersed in Zhang Daqian's paintings and can't come out, and she has no brain to think about other things.

"Ms. Song is going to use what method to identify it?" Curator Fu asked nervously.

He was afraid that her little apprentice would ruin the painting if she was careless.

Song Qiaoqiao didn't have a trace of worry in her eyes, but she replied with confidence.

"I think you should have heard some rumors about Zhang Daqian. He once said in private that if you want to verify whether this painting is a copy of him. As long as you uncover the surface pages of those paintings, he will have his Zhang Daqian in six or seven times. Monogram."

When Song Qiaoqiao said that, everyone suddenly realized.

They all sighed with emotion, it was really the back wave pushing the front wave, these two little girls directly hit them on the beach.

After going down like this, it is clear that there is nothing wrong with them.

Song Qiaoqiao said, and asked the four old men for help.

The four elders also answered with excitement again and again, so the five people cautiously evaluated the painting by Su Lao.

Of course, this kind of famous painting can't rudely uncover the surface paper.

They took advantage of some high-tech, incidentally and their years of work experience, and peeled off the mark of Zhang Daqian's painting a little bit.

When Zhang Daqian's painting was revealed in front of everyone, everyone was in an uproar.

The scene was plunged into an abnormal noise.

The four elders looked up at Lan Xiao as if they were too real to bet.

There was a strange brilliance in their eyes.

"Little girl, who do you learn from?"

Lan Xiao pursed her lips, and replied with some guilty conscience: "That is, a master named He in our Lingcheng..."

"Master with the surname He? I have been in Lingcheng for many years, so why haven't I heard this person's name?" Curator Zhang asked in a low voice with doubts in his eyes.

Lan Xiao laughed twice.

"He's old... he's just a small person, a small person..."

Unexpectedly, before Lan Xiao finished speaking, Curator Fu shook his head quickly and said in disapproval.

"Little girl, are you too modest? If He Lao is a little person, how could he teach you such a rare genius in the world?"

Lan Xiao didn't know how to answer this.

In short, apart from her guilty conscience, she is still guilty.

It was too slippery to open and hang, and it didn't stop for a while, and it might crash a bit.

"The next day, let's visit He Lao, we must visit him." Curator Zhang then took the sentence solemnly.

He didn't know when such a powerful character appeared in Lingcheng.

When Mr. Su heard what they said, he immediately smiled and said, "Several masters, do you want to pay a visit to Mr. Ho? It's just that I'm planning to go there too. Why don't we make an appointment one day and go there together? By the way, I still have the business cards of the old and newly opened stores here, with his phone number and address on them. The new store he opened will open in three days. Let’s join in at that time."

"Business card? Do you have a business card? Hurry up and take out the business card, let's take a look..." Curator Fu was so excited, he looked at Mr. Su and urged.

Old Su looked at the eager posture of these four old men, as if they would come to grab him as long as he took out his business card.

Therefore, he smirked and shook his head: "I didn't bring my business card today. I will send you another picture next day."

Good deed, if he wants to take it out, he won't be snatched away by them in an instant? He doesn't take this risk.

Curator Zhang looked at Lan Xiao: "Little girl, should you bring your business card? Your master's jewelry store will open in three days. You must win some customers to join us? You send us your business card and we are here. Bring more people to cheer for you."

"Yes, girl, send us some business cards too, we also went to join us at the time."

"Definitely go. I really want to see who the master of this little girl is, who is so awesome and has cultivated such a genius for appraising treasures."

"I want too, I want too."

"Miss Lan, send us your business card quickly."

At this moment, Director Zhang responded with a voice, and the venue seemed to have exploded. Everyone asked Lan Xiao for business cards, and everyone wanted to go to the blue jade jewelry store to join in.

The corner of Lan Xiao's mouth twitched, how could she be kind, she might have the illusion that she would be looted as soon as her jewelry store opened.

She doesn't know how many business cards have been issued, she is really worried, if she doesn't have so many goods by then, what will she sell?

Although shocked and shocked, Lan Xiao was not at all ambiguous at the moment when he promoted the jewelry store.

She quickly put down her schoolbag and took out a stack of hundreds of business cards from her schoolbag.

As soon as he took it out, he saw the four old men quickly take a big pile.

Lan Xiao was dumbfounded for a moment, Jiang Ge looked at the chaos of the people in the court, afraid that many people would hurt Lan Xiao in order to grab the business card.

Therefore, he asked the little brothers to take away the business cards and send them to everyone in turn.

Song Qiaoqiao was watching quietly. She raised her head and glanced at Lan Xiao from time to time.

Before, there was no arrogance and disdain in the eyes that looked at Lan Xiao.

At this time, her eyes flowed a little bit of admiration.

Song Qiaoqiao took a deep breath and tried her best to stabilize her emotions. She took a few steps forward, walked to Lan Xiao's face, and generously admitted defeat.

"Miss Lan, I'm willing to bet and lose, I lost this competition..."

A trace of surprise flashed across Lan Xiao's eyes, but she didn't expect Song Qiaoqiao to voluntarily admit defeat.

As she said, she is willing to bet and accept defeat. This girl's attitude of accepting defeat is not adulterated at all.

"Miss Lan, from now on, I vowed never to be contaminated with antiques again. If I break my promise, then I will give half of myself to Miss Lan according to the rules we have agreed upon." Song Qiaoqiao pressed her lips. At the bottom of his eyes, there was a tenacious light, as well as that unspeakable confidence and magnanimity.