Song Chenghui's persuasion was beyond the expectations of many people. Both Song Baotian and Li Tianyuan looked at him in surprise.
Song Chenghui tried to keep a calm face and said: "The Li family is a family of collectors after all. Both their assets and connections are much better than our Song family. They should not do anything for a painting. Grandpa taught us before that many
There are many ways to make friends, second uncle, what do you think?"
If someone else had said this, Song Baotian would not necessarily give him face, but Song Chenghui and he were in the same league. In addition to collecting, the two of them had common interests and hobbies, including foot washing and massage, and they often went in and out together.
Extraordinary.
Now that Song Chenghui took the initiative to speak favorably for the Li family, Song Baotian couldn't help but wonder if this kid had taken advantage of others.
However, he could also understand the second half of Song Chenghui's words. The Li family had a great business and was not to be trifled with. There was no need to get into a quarrel with them over this matter.
Give me some face and let this matter be over.
After thinking about it, Song Baotian looked at Li Tianyuan and said: "Mr. Li visited the thatched cottage three times, and even my nephew was deeply moved. If I don't have the beauty of a man, it would be too much. In that case, okay, you can make a copy and take it away."
Already."
Jiang Zhihao, who had been silent until now, finally said: "Copying is a technical activity. We need a separate room. The doors and windows inside must be closed. There must be no dust, no influence on the air humidity, and no one can come in and disturb us at will.
"
Song Baotian frowned, instinctively suspecting what trick Jiang Zhihao was up to.
But Song Chenghui said from the side: "Copying does require concentration, including the aging of the scroll, etc., which requires effort. However, in order to prevent accidents, we will make our own anti-counterfeiting marks on the painting. As for where,
I won’t tell you anymore.”
Song Baotian's eyes lit up when he heard that. Yes, with the anti-counterfeiting mark, he is not afraid of their tricks.
As for Jiang Zhihao, after a slight hesitation, he looked at Li Tianyuan again and then nodded in agreement.
In Song Baotian's view, this small gesture was a compromise out of desperation, which made him feel a little proud.
If you want to play tricks in front of me, you are too young!
Afterwards, Song Chenghui took them to a separate room. When they entered the door, Song Chenghui pulled Jiang Zhihao and whispered: "Where is the video?"
"When I leave here, it will be deleted naturally." Jiang Zhihao said.
Song Chenghui snorted and said, "Although I don't know what you want to do, if you want to play any tricks, it's best to give up. My second uncle is very good at identification, and you can't fool him."
Jiang Zhihao smiled at him, said nothing, and went directly into the house with Xiong Jiushan.
Later, the calligraphy and painting was sent, which was "Fishing and Joy" by Zhan Jingfeng in the late Ming Dynasty.
When Song Baotian brought the painting, he said the same thing as Song Chenghui, meaning that it was okay to copy it and there was no need to think about anything else.
Jiang Zhihao was noncommittal, went over to close the door, and then opened the scroll.
Xiong Jiushan looked at him and said, "I don't like to be disturbed when I'm copying."
"You copy yours, I made it, and I don't like to be disturbed." Jiang Zhihao said.
After that, he began to take out the various tools and materials he had prepared. Xiong Jiushan looked at it for a while, seemed to understand something, and asked: "Do you want to split this painting?"
"Yes." Jiang Zhihao did not deny it.
"But even if you break it up, you can't take it out. They will definitely check it. If it is found out, you are stealing." Xiong Jiushan said.
Jiang Zhihao smiled and said, "I have my own reasons. You don't have to worry about this. You just need to do your own thing well."
Xiong Jiushan said oh and did not ask any more questions.