The First Son-in-law

Liang Ke'er pinched her temples, "Alright, alright. Stop bullshitting me here. I can't tell you how are you."    

    

Zhou Ningmeng smiled and revealed a professional fake smile, "Alright, it's about time. Let's go."    

    

After saying that, she took the lead and walked towards the venue.    

    

Liang Ke'er took two steps and suddenly stopped.    

    

She took out her phone, gritted her teeth and dialed the number, "Qin Feng, come to the exhibition center's exhibition immediately!"    

    

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Liu Tong was wearing a Tang suit. If the occasion was formal enough, he would wear a Zhongshan suit.    

    

With Liu Tong's wealth, he had lost interest in most things. After all, money could bring him a lot of things.    

    

Things that he had longed for when he had no money in the past were now like a joke. He had no interest at all.    

    

Only calligraphy and paintings were the only things he was interested in.    

    

Or rather, he had reached a level of obsession!    

    

Other than doing business, he spent most of his money on calligraphy and paintings and antiques.    

    

Therefore, he was no longer just a businessman. He was also a very famous collector in the industry.    

    

"This is not bad. I wanted to buy it last time. However, I was delayed by some matters. Go and ask the price. You can buy it within 10 million." Liu Tong said in a hoarse voice. He was 55 years old this year, and he was almost 40 years old.    

    

The secretary next to him had a notebook in his hand. He looked very serious.    

    

Liu Tong walked forward. The words attracted his attention. The Xuan paper was a little yellow, and the words were beautiful. Liu Tong's eyes were burning, but there was also a trace of doubt in them.    

    

"Eh, this..." Liu Tong stroked his beard and muttered to himself. His eyes were bright. "I remember seeing it once five years ago and once three years ago... I didn't expect to see it again here."    

    

"Tsk tsk, is it good luck or is it a fake?" Liu Tong said unceremoniously.    

    

He turned to his secretary and said, "Waiter, call the person in charge here."    

    

"Yes."    

    

Not long after, a middle-aged man ran over with his secretary. He had a smile on his face and said, "Mr. Liu, I am the person in charge here. Chen Liang, what can I do for you?"    

    

Liu Tong pointed at the letter. "Is this real?"    

    

Chen Liang looked at the letter and nodded without hesitation. Yes, that's right. The real handwriting is written by Zheng Panqiao, a calligraphy master of the Qing Dynasty."    

    

"Zheng Chingqiao calls his calligraphy" six and a half books. "On the basis of his subordinate books, he has added the strokes of exemplary books, lines of books, and cursive books. This style of calligraphy can be said to be unprecedented." Liu Tong nodded.    

    

"But..." Liu Tong said softly.    

    

At that moment, a female voice came from beside him. "Director Liu."    

    

Liu Tong heard the voice and did not even turn his head. He already knew who it was.    

    

But he still looked over. This was respect. "President Zhou, long time no see."    

    

Liu Tong looked at Zhou Ningmeng's attire. His expression did not change, but his voice was a little uncomfortable. "President Zhou, is it also a job to look at calligraphy?"    

    

Zhou Ningmeng could not care less when she heard him. "Chief Liu, I came to talk to you about work."    

    

Liu Tong already knew about it. He smiled and said, "President Zhou, you know me very well. I have never talked about business during my rest time. Moreover, it is such an important rest time."    

    

"What do you think of this word? Does it look good? Hardness and softness complement each other!"    

    

If Zhou Ningmeng knew about the calligraphy and painting, she would have liked to talk to Liu Tong. Unfortunately, she did not understand.    

    

Zhou Ningmeng braced herself and said, "CEO Liu, I hope you can seriously consider the conditions given by our Zhou Group. Although we are not the best and the highest bidder, we are definitely the most trustworthy and have the greatest potential. Please give me a chance, CEO Liu!"    

    

Liu Tong snorted and laughed, "Forget it, Ningmeng. Your grandfather and I owe each other a favor. He helped me in my most difficult time, but I have already repaid this favor. I do not owe your Zhou Family anything."    

    

Zhou Ningmeng said, "No, no, Chief Liu. That is in the past, and it is my grandfather's matter. It has nothing to do with me."    

    

Liu Tong snorted and laughed, "It has nothing to do with you. You should know that I can't choose you. The Zhou Group doesn't have any funds, connections, and will allocation at such a critical moment. The Zhou Group is divided. "How do you expect me to trust you?"    

    

Zhou Ningmeng looked a little anxious, "Director Liu, please trust me. My character..."    

    

"President Zhou, don't be too childish. I think that when you get through this crisis, we might have a chance to cooperate next time." Liu Tong's voice was a little harsh.    

    

Zhou Ningmeng knew Liu Tong was angry, but she could not give up. Liu Tong was her last chance.    

    

"Director Liu, please listen..." Zhou Ningmeng said anxiously but was suddenly pulled away by Liang Ke'er.    

    

While Qin Feng appeared beside Liang Ke'er at some unknown time.    

    

Zhou Ningmeng's brows were tightly knitted and her tone was a little heavy, "What are you doing here? As a security guard?!"    

    

Liang Ke'er said, "Ningmeng, I asked him to come over. If his wife is in trouble, it must be solved by his husband. Qin Feng also said that he knew about calligraphy and painting. Don't worry, just leave it to him."    

    

Zhou Ningmeng shouted in her heart that Qin Feng knew nothing!    

    

But she could not say that. It was just that her expression was very uncomfortable and she could not say anything.    

    

Qin Feng had a confident smile on his face and nodded at her. For some reason, Zhou Ningmeng's restless heart instantly calmed down.    

    

Liang Ke'er saw this and pushed Qin Feng forward, "What time is it? Why are you still looking at me? I'll leave it to you! If you can't finish the mission, don't come back!"    

    

Hey! " Zhou Ningmeng stretched out her hand but did not say anything.    

    

She also knew that according to her way of chatting, she might be blacklisted by Liu Tong in the end. At that time, it would not be worth it.    

    

Even if she lost this opportunity, she would still be finished.    

    

At this moment, Zhou Ningmeng could only pray that Qin Feng could get away with it.    

    

On the other hand, Liang Ke'er had a mocking smile on her lips. She pointed at Qin Feng and revealed a flaw, then tore off his mask of hypocrisy!    

    

She wanted to see how Qin Feng would act in front of an expert, Liu Tong.    

    

Liu Tong still looked at this name carefully, as if he was looking for a mistake and a flaw.    

    

At this time, a voice sounded beside him, "The Jieziming of the Qing Dynasty's Zheng Panqiao is really an incomparably beautiful word."    

    

Liu Tong turned his head and discovered that it was a young man. He said in surprise, "Brother also knows calligraphy?"    

    

Qin Feng nodded and was about to speak when a sarcastic voice suddenly came from behind him, "What does he not know?"    

    

Zhang Yang walked over and bowed slightly to Liu Tong. "Hello, CEO Liu. Long time no see. CEO Liu doesn't know yet, does he? This is President Zhou's husband. Qin Feng, you have great artistic skills. Music books, famous western paintings, calligraphy appreciation. You can say that you are omnipotent! "    

    

After he finished speaking, he looked at Qin Feng mockingly.