When Ye Chen returned to Tangchen Yipin, Xiao Changkun was quarreling with Ma Lan.

As soon as he entered the door holding the cylinder containing Meng Changsheng's portrait, he heard Xiao Changkun complain: "You said you don't do anything every day, not even breakfast. If you don't cook, don't cook. You order the food."

It’s okay to order more. You’ve eaten and drank enough after ordering, and you haven’t even left any hair for me. I’m in a hurry to go to the association, so you can’t let me go hungry!”

Ma Lan said confidently: "Haven't you heard that you can do it yourself and have enough food and clothing? Why don't you get up early and cook for me? You even asked me to cook for you. It's a pretty idea! Besides, it doesn't cost anything to order food.

Money? If you give me an allowance of 108,000 yuan a month, I will provide you with three meals a day!"

Xiao Changkun said angrily: "You are so greedy for money!"

After that, he took a step and walked out.

Just as he was leaving the living room, he saw Ye Chen coming in and quickly asked: "Good son-in-law, why are you back so early?"

Ye Chen smiled and said: "I've almost finished my work with the client, so I hurried back."

As he said that, Ye Chen took the initiative to ask him: "By the way, dad, how is the calligraphy and painting exhibition of your calligraphy and painting association going?"

Xiao Changkun sighed and said somewhat depressedly: "We are still preparing for the calligraphy and painting exhibition. Our cultural department in Jinling is also very supportive and provides a lot of help. The members of the association have also found some excellent paintings, and now the exhibits have been finalized.

There are already more than three hundred pieces."

Ye Chen smiled and said, "That's good. Why do you look so sad?"

Xiao Changkun said depressedly: "I'm worried because everyone can find good works, but I can't find them... They have been in this business for a long time, and they all know some collectors and have nice things to say.

I was able to borrow some works to exhibit at the exhibition. I was confused and didn’t know who to borrow from! I went to see Zhang Ermao before, but now Zhang Ermao no longer does calligraphy and painting, and concentrates on ripping people off, just a piece of broken wood.

He has sold millions and is even more wealthy than your mother. Apart from him, I don’t know any other ways..."

Speaking of this, Xiao Changkun complained with an unhappy look on his face: "The most hateful thing is those members of the association. I can't find a work, so forget it. Every time they find a work, they make an agreement to let me comment on it."

, many of them are works by painters from the Jinling School of Painting in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties, but the Jinling School of Painting is not famous. I don’t even know who their representative figures are, so this review will inevitably show my timidity.

A lot of jokes have been made one after another."

Ma Lan walked out of the restaurant at this time and said sarcastically: "Xiao Changkun, you have no self-awareness at all! You know nothing about antiques, calligraphy and painting, but you dare to enter the calligraphy and painting association with a shameless face? Isn't that what you are doing?

Is it a standard nonsense? In the past, when we all played together, we couldn’t show you as a parallel import. Now, if you, a parallel import, are asked to comment, it’s strange that you don’t reveal anything!”

Xiao Changkun was poked in the weak point by Ma Lan. He rolled his eyes at her and said angrily: "Ma Lan! I'm talking to my good son-in-law. What's wrong with you? Are you full enough?"

Ma Lan pouted: "Yeah, I'm just full. Who told me to just finish my meal? What, do you have any opinion?"

Xiao Changkun waved his hand impatiently: "Stay somewhere cool, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you."

Ma Lan sneered disdainfully: "It doesn't matter whether you are lazy or not, but I am afraid that your position as executive vice president will not last long. Why do people ask you for comments? It must be because everyone knows that you are a parallel importer and want to hurry up.

Let you show your true colors!"

Xiao Changkun's face became even more ugly. He hurriedly pulled Ye Chen's clothes and whispered: "Good son-in-law, let's talk outside!"
Chapter completed!