Nan Sancai smoked his pipe on the steps and stood up holding his knees. Bai Luyu hurriedly stepped forward to help him, "Grandpa, please slow down."
"Several boys are here."
Nan Sancai's vicissitudes of eyes swept over the faces of Luo Junheng and others, and his cold expression softened, "Let's go home."
He was holding a pipe in his mouth and was helped out by Bai Luyu.
The directors panicked when they saw this, "Senior Nan Weng, where are you going?"
"Can't you understand people? Go home." Nan Sancai puffed out a puff of smoke, "I don't want to serve you anymore!"
"..."
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Nan Song stood the broom in the corner, clapped his hands and was about to leave, but Wen Jingyi stopped him.
"It's normal for your grandpa to lose his temper. He's been having a bad day these days, but this project can't be done without him, you know. Go back and coax him, and then invite him back after I finish things here."
Nan Song gave a faint "hmm".
When he was about to leave, Wen Jingyi stopped him again, "Hey, wait a minute."
He grabbed Nan Song's wrist and said, "Come in with me, A Jin has left something good for you."
"I don't want it." Nan Song frowned. She had been hurt by Yu Jinwen's endless attacks in the past few days, and she was also scared.
I don’t want to see any more gifts.
Wen Jingyi said "tsk" and pulled her into the house without any explanation, "What a good thing!"
He waved to Luo Junheng and the others, "Come in and take a look together."
Nan Song was dragged into the back room by Wen Jingyi. He Shen and Ji Yun all looked at Luo Junheng, "Brother, come in and take a look?"
Luo Junheng followed without saying a word.
Entering the back room, Wen Jingyi mysteriously took out the key and opened a safe, took out a long wooden box, took it out carefully, and then locked the box.
With bright eyes, he held the treasure to Nan Song and said, "Open it and take a look."
"What?" Nan Song's vigilance now far exceeded her curiosity.
Wen Jingyi handed the wooden box to her and said, "You'll know after you open it."
Nan Song had no choice but to open the wooden box. Such a long box should contain things like calligraphy and paintings.
When I opened it, I saw that it was indeed a long scroll that looked very thick.
The occupational disease occurred again, and Nan Song became really curious.
Unable to hold back, he took out the scroll.
He Shen looked at it and couldn't help but wonder, "Is it calligraphy and painting? Why is it so thick?"
With that said, he stepped forward to help Nan Song unfold the scroll. The moment he opened it, everyone was shocked. It was indeed very long.
The most surprising thing is not its length, but its content!
Ji Yun's eyes widened. Even a layman recognized it at a glance, "This is... Along the River During the Qingming Festival??!"
Nan Song's dark eyes narrowed for an instant, then shone brightly, as if they were merging into the sea of stars.
It's an imitation, but it's very realistic.
The skill of forgery is far superior to hers, even better than grandpa's when he was young.
Yu Jinwen, where did you get this?!
She could refuse other things, but how could she refuse this painting?