After getting up from the swimming pool, Lin Bufan was wet. It didn't matter. What was important was that the flower and bird picture given to Qi Baishi as a meeting gift was ruined.

Lin Bufan was so angry, it was obvious that Wang Muyan did it on purpose.

"Young man, come with me to change into dry clothes first," the female nanny said politely.

"Oh, I'm sorry to trouble you."

I followed the nanny to the room and quickly put on clean clothes and shoes. The only thing was that the clothes were a set of sportswear. It was really inappropriate to see Mr. Qian in sportswear. It was too late to go back and change now. They all came in.

"Young man, Mr. Qian is waiting for you in the study." said the female nanny.

"Okay, I'm done."

Lin Bufan sighed and regretted playing "guess the man and woman at the intersection" with Wang Muyan.

Under the guidance of the female nanny, we went to the study room. When we entered the study room, we saw Mr. Qian.

Mr. Qian was wearing a Chinese tunic suit and a goatee. He was about 60 years old. He was energetic and had a strong laugh. When he stepped into the study, he was greeted by a bookish smell, which was very strong and mixed with the smell of ink.

Various calligraphy and paintings are hung on the walls of the study, including his own paintings and calligraphy, as well as those of other famous artists.

"Hahaha, Miss Wang has a very good understanding of calligraphy and painting." Mr. Qian chuckled.

I don’t know what Wang Muyan said.

When Wang Muyan saw Lin Bufan come in, she showed disdain: "These clothes are suitable for you."

"Come on, come on, sit down, Mrs. Wang will pour me a cup of Longjing." Mr. Qian gave up his seat with a smile.

"Mr. Qian, I'm so embarrassed that I slipped into the swimming pool and soaked Qi Baishi's painting in water."

"Oh, it's such a pity!" Mr. Qian said sadly, "But it's better if everything is fine."

Wang Muyan on the side said sarcastically: "What's wrong with Grandpa Chu? How could he find such a reckless person to come to Mr. Qian's place to ask for a calligraphy treasure?"

Mr. Qian frowned slightly, feeling that Lin Bufan was a little green and could slip into the swimming pool while walking.

"Mr. Qian, our Wang family has taken photos of Section 9 on Jing'an Road and plans to build a branch here. I would like to ask for a pair of your calligraphy works." Wang Muyan said in a flattering manner.

"Okay, okay, what word do you want to ask for?"

"Just write Shan Ruoshui."

Lin Bufan was excited and said, "Isn't this the word Chu Xiongba asked for?"

Isn't this a car crash?

"No problem!" Mr. Qian also likes to watch people eat food. Although his son also occupies a position in Shanghai's top management, he is naturally much inferior to the Wang family.

After all, the Wang family is the first family to be a hero in Yanxia.

Soon Mr. Qian was splashing ink to write, and Wang Muyan polished the ink for Mr. Qian, looking very well-behaved.

Mr. Qian's calligraphy is firm and powerful, and his writing is like a rock. The words "The best is as good as water" were written immediately.

"Are you still satisfied?" Mr. Qian asked confidently.

"Satisfied, satisfied. This is the first time I have seen such majestic brushwork. It's Mr. Qian." Wang Muyan flattered her. From Wang Muyan's point of view, the Wang family's power is mainly in the west of the town and the northwest region.

As the saying goes, when Pan Long enters a peach garden, he also has to peel off a few scales to show the gardeners.

When you arrive in Shanghai, you must naturally worship the Buddha of Shanghai. Only in this way can you develop well in Shanghai.

"Hahaha, Miss Wang is really good at talking! If you need to write anything in the future, you can come back to me."

"Thank you, Mr. Qian." Wang Muyan smiled slightly and looked at Lin Bufan, "Mr. Qian, I heard that you only write one word a day. Have you stopped writing now?"

This is to let Lin Bufan leave!

Mr. Qian indeed has such a proud rule.

But the rule is that the dead are alive.

Furthermore, Lin Bufan came here on behalf of Chu Xiongba and could not afford to offend him.

Mr. Qian was slightly embarrassed and said, "I do have such a self-determination, but I can't seem to refute Mr. Chu's face."

"Thank you, Mr. Qian!" Lin Bufan said immediately with his hand over his hand, "My adoptive father wants the words 'Houdude Zaiwu'."

Since Wang Muyan wanted the Supreme Good Like Water, Lin Bufan took it upon himself to "carry virtue".

"no problem!"

Lin Bufan thanks again.

Soon, the words "Houde and Carrying Things" were written.

Lin Bufan took it and thanked him again.

"Mr. Qian, I didn't come empty-handed this time. I know you like ancient paintings, so I specially asked someone to buy a painting of Tang Yin's Hundred Birds Landscape."

"Really?" Mr. Qian immediately became interested. Tang Yin was a great talent, and his calligraphy and painting works were rarely left in the world.

Wang Muyan unfolded Tang Yin's painting, and Qian Lao's eyes suddenly shone.

Lin Bufan also leaned over to take a look. When he saw it, he was dumbfounded.

"Mr. Qian, I actually brought a painting over and put it in the car. I'm going to get it now."

"Okay, okay, I'm really feasting my eyes today."

Lin Bufan returned to the car, opened the trunk, and took out the painting.

He brought this painting from Hangzhou for emergencies. He didn't want to take it out at first, but after seeing Wang Muyan's Tang Yin Hundred Birds Landscape Painting, he had to take it out.

Because the one in his hand is also Tang Yin's landscape painting of hundreds of birds.

After returning to the study, Lin Bufan opened the flower scroll.

Suddenly Qian Lao and Wang Muyan were stunned.

"How come they are exactly the same as Tang Yin's Hundred Birds Landscape Painting?" Mr. Qian was confused.

"Huh, needless to say, Mr. Qian, this painting of his is definitely fake. Mr. Yizi, you are really bold enough to use a fake painting to deceive Mr. Qian. What is your intention?" Wang Muyan was the first to attack.

Lin Bufan was very calm, because this painting was authenticated by Liang Qian. Liang Qian had been playing with antique calligraphy and painting all his life, and was also a visiting professor at the Yanxia Painting and Calligraphy Antique Appraisal Center. It was definitely not an eye-opener.

Although Mr. Qian is proficient in calligraphy and painting, he is not a master at appraisal.

He thought to himself, one side is the Wang family, and the other side is the Chu family, neither side can be offended.

"You can see that the inscriptions are the same and the layout details are the same. Maybe Tang Yin painted two identical paintings."

Even a three-year-old child can understand what this means. One of the paintings must be fake, but it cannot be said that no matter which one is fake, it slaps someone else in the face. It is only said so without offending both parties.

Lin Bufan felt very unhappy because he was pushed into the swimming pool by Wang Muyan, and insisted on taking it seriously, "Mr. Qian, how could it be possible that both paintings were painted by Tang Yin? It's obvious that one of the paintings is a forgery."
Chapter completed!