Shortly after Irving and Galgernon returned, a noise broke out in the next room, and each celebrated getting a large sum of money.

Han Xuan smiled at this without saying a word.

The money he got was dozens of times that of theirs, and that was the big profit!

I took off my coat and washed up and crawled onto the bed to sleep. It was already half past six in the morning. The sun in winter appeared late and it was just dawn.

He only slept until nine o'clock, and then Anya was lifted up from the quilt and screamed. Because she was wearing pajamas, the man had some physiological reaction in the morning of adolescence, and she did not see it.

I had no choice but to knock on the girl’s head and told her not to do this in the future. It was okay when she was a child, but she would easily be embarrassed when she grew up.

I didn't sleep well today, so I took a shower with my red eyes and soaked in the bubble jacuzzi for half an hour to relieve fatigue.

After finishing the breakfast, Isabelle, Ramirez and the others went out to play again, and almost played all the places where Munich could play.

I just received a call in the evening saying that Gabriel and George were just back

I accidentally saw reports about my coming to Germany on the TV on the first floor of the Four Seasons Hotel. I could imagine that a large number of reporters were coming to interview about Old Neilman.

Today, I have rejected interview requests from several Munich tabloids. It is even more troublesome to wait for the reporters to have too many, and I will not refuse at that time.

All the matters in Germany have been handled. I hurriedly packed up my things and checked out. The Han family has no industry in Germany and has little influence. The airport arranged a route to Greece and Dubai. It took more than two hours, and I also had to pay a fee of 100,000 US dollars, which was very deceptive.

The voyage to Maldives is too long, so you need to find a place to transfer and fill up the fuel. You have to stop twice during this period before you can get through.

Han Xuan was full of resentment towards Dubai at first, but now he has gradually forgotten it as time goes by. He wants to take a look at the future focus of the world and what it is now.

It was not until he got on the plane that he found the opportunity to talk to Gabriel about the whereabouts of the collectibles. He learned that they were now in a rented warehouse and heard that he had arranged someone to go to guard the situation, and he felt a little relieved.

Other oil paintings were transported away, and Han Xuan only brought the most valuable "Water Lily" among the works. This painting had no drawing board at the beginning, and it was probably cut off from the edge during World War II.

Rolled into a circle and stuffed it into a painting bucket. After passing the security check, I took it on the plane.

At this moment, the plane became a cruise state, the night was drooping outside the window, and the sky was filled with white light.

He took out the painting and spread it on the table for Anya to show it.

There are hundreds of water lily works drawn by Monet in his life, and the number cannot be counted. There are 251 recorded in history, of which 181 are named after "Water Lily".

It took him decades to create one picture on average in three weeks. Monet spent the rest of his life almost only creating water lilies, many of which belong to group paintings.

The so-called "group painting" is a number of paintings produced by the painter in the same position, facing the same object, and under different lights at different times and under different lights.

What distinguishes them is only Monet’s capture of instant light and color.

The moment Anya saw this painting, her eyes immediately lit up, and her purple was particularly deep and charming.

The only ones that attract her in this world seem to be Han Xuan, Hua, and her only relatives, Mrs. Cecilia, and those animals.

She had little contact with Han Xuan's family, so she could only be considered polite and not particularly close.

"Looking at this number 1919, I remember that Monet only created four works, two of which appeared, but this one has never been seen."

Han Xuan carefully pressed the raised corners of the oil painting for An Ya to enjoy, for fear of disturbing Ramirez's sleep, and said softly.

Isabelle is a monster. She only has three hours of sleep every day, she has a few more hours every day than Han Xuan, and she also likes to read books.

Regardless of IQ, she is smarter, so she is definitely smarter.

He was dabbling almost everything but didn't like to study it carefully, which made President Gregorian of Brown University's head turn white.

I have been sighing several times that if she could work hard, she might have achieved what she could have achieved and won the world's highest award, and the Nobel Prize might be.

Isabelle looked at the overall color of this painting, which should be an oil painting created by Monet when there was sunset in the evening.

He said, "Yes, it has never appeared. The handwriting in 1919 is different from Monet's signature.

If it wasn't a fake painting, it might have been added later."

Anya turned her head and said, "It's true. I've seen several paintings of Monet in the art gallery. No one can imitate his works, and the signatures and oil paints are the same.

We are painting objects that actually exist, but Monet is painting the ideas in his mind. The most famous one is his painting "Impression of Sunrise". The techniques can be imitated, but the feeling cannot be imitated.

Han Xuan, where did you get it? Why are there no records about it in the book?”

Han Xuan smiled and lied casually: "I bought it from a private collector.

Many of Monet’s oil paintings are collected in private. After being exhibited by Monet decades ago, they have never been exposed again. Isn’t this normal?”

Isabelle had something in her words, saying, "I went out to buy paintings in the middle of the night, and I missed seventeen sleepy days, and my bodyguard was injured. It seems that you really like it."

"Look through and don't tell it thoroughly, keep being friends.

Those who know too much in the book end up not having a good ending.”

His eyes stared at the guy who didn't sleep this night and liked to listen to the corner of the wall, signaling her not to talk too much. Han Xuan handed the painting bucket to Anya:

"After watching it, I'll go and see how Fat Ding and Winnie are.

If the bed still has a place, I will sleep in the lounge. You can come over and sleep with me. You don’t have to call me for food, and I’m a little sleepy.”

Anya didn't listen, but just said a habitually.

Isabelle looked at her and looked at Han Xuan again. Her expression on her face was intriguing, as if she was talking to herself: "Some people always say they are friends, but when they encounter good things, they think of others, but push their friends into a pit.

It’s so uncomfortable to sleep while sitting. There is a lounge and a seat. Dolores and I should go to bed.

You should be gentlemanly, or you won’t be able to find a girlfriend in the future.”

"I am so outstanding, how could I not have it?" Han Xuan rolled his eyes at her and continued to walk towards the lounge.

Passing by where Jason was sitting.

When Han Xuan saw the picture on the screen in front of him, he felt a breakdown.

This is actually a love action movie, and it is a big scale with code!

Jason was as if no one was around, wearing headphones.

He was so fascinated that when he saw Han Xuan standing beside him, he had already seen it.

Even though Jason was thick-skinned, he felt his face burning now. He touched his nose awkwardly and explained: "I'm diverting my attention, high air pressure is unstable, and the wound is painful.
Chapter completed!