Jin Qizhe's blood pressure instantly soared, and his body couldn't stop shaking.
It was a crazy insult, but in the end Lin Junyao came up with a magical finishing blow.
This made his already overwhelmed heart even worse.
"I took the picture of this calligraphy!" Jin Qizhe licked his dry lips, but he suddenly changed the subject and said, "Junyao, I did it all for you. I know you like this calligraphy, so
, I took the photo just to send it to you on a special trip!"
"Junyao, for you, I will be willing to spend any amount of money."
Although his heart was bleeding, Jin Qizhe quickly did the favor. After all, the purpose of this painting was to please Lin Junyao.
Although the cost is much higher, if it can be exchanged for Lin Junyao's heart, at least the loss will not be so miserable.
Lin Junyao seemed to have heard a big joke, "Jin Qizhe, what does the amount of money you spend on buying calligraphy have to do with me? Who cares about the calligraphy you bought?"
"This..." Jin Qizhe was momentarily speechless.
Lin Junyao pointed at Ye Qingyang and said to Jin Qizhe: "I want his handwriting, just ask him to write one for me. Don't you think you're ridiculous for being so attentive to me for nothing?"
Jin Qizhe was completely out of power.
How did he know that this calligraphy was written by Ye Qingyang!
Ye Qingyang smiled at Lin Junyao and said: "You're right, I was thinking that since this copy of "Jiang Nanchun" is so valuable, why don't I write ten or eight copies of it, so that I can sell more and do more for the disaster area?"
Contribute more!”
"So, when I write ten more paintings like this, just take one out and give it to you!"
Lin Junyao raised her eyebrows and said happily: "That's great, I can finally change the words in my office!"
Chu Yunqin was also quite jealous and poked Ye Qingyang's arm: "Brother Qingyang, why don't you sell me a pair!"
"What are you selling? Just give one to my sister!" Ye Qingyang waved his hand generously.
Chu Yunqin clenched her fists, her cheeks flushed with excitement, like a young girl in her prime: "Qingyang, you are so kind, my sister owes you a favor, and I will definitely pay you back in the future!"
Tang Zhentian's Adam's apple twitched on the side and asked tentatively: "Master Ye, do you think I have a chance..."
"Forget it. Your uncle Qi Haishan bought several calligraphy paintings from me. You can go find your uncle!" Ye Qingyang refused directly.
Then, he left the auction with Lin Junyao and Chu Yunqin, leaving Tang Zhentian and Jin Qizhe with sad faces.
Jin Qizhe finally couldn't control the anger in his heart and shouted angrily at Tang Zhentian:
"You said this calligraphy and painting, wouldn't it be good for your calligraphy association to auction it normally? Why don't you hold an anonymous auction? Are you anonymous? A bunch of scammers!"
If he had not been anonymous, he would not have paid a sky-high price to photograph the calligraphy if he knew it was by Ye Qingyang.
Tang Zhentian was stunned for a moment.
He didn't expect that Jin Qizhe would speak to him with such an attitude.
Jin Qizhe's uncle Qin Yue is the vice president of the Calligraphy Association. Jin Qizhe has always regarded himself as a junior and respectful.
Today, he insulted him without courtesy. In an instant, he saw Jin Qizhe's face clearly!
"You...you...don't understand etiquette and have no respect for your elders!" Tang Zhentian's lips trembled with anger.
Suddenly, he remembered something, and there was a trace of schadenfreude in his eyes, and he sneered at Jin Qizhe:
"By the way, I have to congratulate you! Grandmaster Ye is going to write ten more identical paintings of "Jiang Nanchun" soon. The value of your painting will be greatly depreciated soon. Just wait and lose everything! Hmph!
"
"hiss!"
Jin Qizhe took a breath.
Now this painting cannot be given away, and if it is resold, it will depreciate greatly.
The big boss must have also paid attention to this auction. If he knew that he bought words for 40 million, but it had no effect and instead suffered a huge loss, he would probably go crazy.
Thinking of the big boss's spicy tactics, Jin Qizhe broke out in a cold sweat.
How to do how to do?
Suddenly his eyes lit up and he had a solution.
He immediately changed his attitude and prayed to Tang Zhentian: "President Tang, I was wrong, I will apologize to you! Please forgive me this time for the sake of my uncle Qin Yue being the vice president of your association.
!Look, is there any way to sell my calligraphy in the name of the Calligraphy Association? It doesn’t matter if you lose a little, please help me!”
"Hmph! You want to help, right? OK, I'll call your uncle to discuss it!" Tang Zhentian couldn't help but sneer.
"Thank you, President Tang!" Jin Qizhe thought Tang Zhentian would really help him, so he quickly thanked him.
Tang Zhentian turned on his cell phone and indeed called Qin Yue, but when he opened his mouth, he scolded:
"Vice President Qin! Your nephew is very arrogant. He didn't say anything to Grandmaster Ye, but he also insulted our Calligraphy Association for anonymously auctioning Master Ye's calligraphy and paintings. How can the Calligraphy Association allow others to be so tainted? You brought your nephew into the association, you
This ideological education is not done well, so you should step down as vice president for the time being, and go home and reflect on yourself!"
Qin Yue......
What's going on?
Does this make me fired?
He worked hard for twenty years and finally returned to before liberation.
All because I have a good nephew.
Qin Yue was furious, and what he wanted to do most at this moment was to beat up the bastard Jin Qizhe.
The kind that leaves no one alive!
Tang Zhentian gave Jin Qizhe a cold look and said: "You are such a white-eyed wolf and you still want my help? Dream on! Not only will I not help you sell that calligraphy, I will also let the people in the meeting spread the word that no one wants it.
If you buy it, it will rot in your hands! Humph!"
After saying that, he angrily tossed his sleeves and turned to leave.
Only Jin Qizhe was left standing there with a depressed face.
...
Here, Ye Qingyang and the others left the venue with cheerful faces.
"Junyao, Qingyang, let me treat you two to a meal!" Chu Yunqin said, "Whatever you want to eat!"
"Sister Chu, what a coincidence!" Lin Junyao said: "I have a very important project to discuss soon. Qingyang is my driver, so he has to drive me there!"
"Oh, okay, let's have a nice gathering together some other time!" Chu Yunqin said.
"Well, I'll call my sister another day!" Lin Junyao said.
Watching Chu Yunqin leave, Ye Qingyang frowned and said: "What kind of big project is more important than eating?"
"It is a negotiation with a large consortium!" Lin Junyao said: "The Lin Group is now at a critical moment to reverse the situation. It urgently needs a capital injection to start new projects and revitalize the Lin family's deadlock. Therefore, today's negotiation is very important and cannot be tolerated.
I made a slight mistake!"
"Oh, that's right!" Ye Qingyang nodded.
Originally, Ye Qingyang was more interested in eating, but when he talked about the consortium, he became even more interested.
After all, Lin Junlong said that behind all the consortiums, they all have the same boss, called the Big Boss.
If you can cooperate with the consortium, you can slowly follow the clues to find the big boss and solve the mystery of the Ye family tragedy.
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go quickly!" Ye Qingyang said.
Soon, the two drove to a luxurious office building.
Lin Junyao said to Ye Qingyang: "As my driver, you must show due professionalism. Don't talk nonsense when you get in. Look at my eyes and act! Do you hear me?"
However, Ye Qingyang didn't seem to hear Lin Junyao's words. He was looking at the office building in surprise.
Because there was a shadow hanging over the office building, like a lingering evil ghost, staring ferociously at the entire building.
