Lu Xiangning thought about it for a few days and decided to investigate clearly.
The words Li Jianxun blurted out really made him suspicious.
"He Bing, this is a hair sample. You go find a way to collect Ni Ruoya's hair sample for a paternity test."
He Bing was confused, "Is this... my wife's hair?"
Lu Xiangning's eyes were filled with poison and she glanced at him.
He Bing immediately realized that he shouldn't ask any more questions, "Yes, I'll do it right away."
"Wait a minute," Lu Xiangning stopped the person again, "Let's investigate Li Jianxun's private life again. Apart from Ni Ruoya, does he have any lovers? What are they? The more detailed the better."
He Bing has been with him for several years, as an assistant and confidant. Even if Mr. Lu doesn't want to say it, he can guess everything.
"Do it secretly, don't let anyone notice, especially my wife."
"Understood, do you have any other instructions?"
"Help me make an appointment with Lawyer Zhuo."
"yes."
At the Blue Mountain Cafe on the other side, Li Zao and the sponsor's father had a pleasant chat.
The sponsor's father bought her tapestry "Moonlight over the Lotus Pond" five years ago for 100,000 yuan. In five years, the price has increased tenfold, and there is still a lot of room for appreciation.
As the saying goes, every inch of tapestry is worth an inch of gold. In a market where scarcity is more valuable, excellent tapestry fabrics will only become more and more expensive.
However, after "Moonlight over the Lotus Pond", Li has no other works for a long time, and it was only recently that he posted another design for a round fan.
She originally wanted to test the waters, but she didn't expect this regular customer to place an order directly and contact her proactively.
"Oh my god, Dazao is actually a pretty little girl. You didn't steal that "Moonlight over the Lotus Pond" thing?"
I really don’t blame the sponsor for having doubts in this regard, because with the brilliance of "Moonlight over the Lotus Pond", it would be impossible to weave it without more than ten or twenty years of skill.
Li Zao smiled, "Boss Ji is joking, if this thing was stolen, why didn't anyone report it? Besides, I drew the original manuscript by myself, framed the fabric by myself, and I still keep the scraps. If you
Don’t worry, you can get an appraisal at any time.”
Ji Honghai was surprised again, "Did you also draw the original manuscript?"
"yes."
Ji Honghai was shocked for a long time, "Miss Li, is this an ancestral craft?"
"That's right, children learn things quickly. I didn't study hard when I was a child and just played with the loom."
Su Kui twitched at the corner of her mouth. She hadn't studied hard since she was a child and yet she got admitted to Qingmei with first place in the culture class. This was really worthy of Versailles.
"Dazao" was Li Zao's nickname since she was little. At that time, she was just joking and wanted to see if the work she had spent two years on was worth anything, so she didn't think much about it, just picked a pen name and put it on the shelves.
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Unexpectedly and unintentionally, her works were not only bought by Ji Honghai, but also continued to increase in value under Ji Honghai's management, making "Dazao" famous.
However, in these years, Li Zao was focused on being a housewife and did not care about the value of "Dazao" at all, nor did she care about it.
Ji Honghai immediately handed over a business card and said, "Miss Li, please accept."
Li Zao took the business card and found out that the other person was a collector and the director of the well-known Ji's Auction House.
Su Kui's eyes widened when she saw Ji's Auction House.
She opens a gallery, and the other party is an auction house, so shamelessly she can be considered a colleague.
Let’s put it this way, they all sell calligraphy and paintings, and those who can enter the auction house are rare, and those who are not rare are in galleries.
And the galleries are also uneven, and her small gallery is only at the bottom.
Ji Honghai said humbly: "I wonder if I have a chance to become Miss Li's WeChat friend?"
Li Zao smiled, with bright eyes and white teeth, bright and moving, "Of course."
"By the way, the round fan is currently just a design drawing, there is no finished product. The finished product will take about half a month."
"No problem. I understand the complexity of tapestry craftsmanship. I will wait as long as it takes. We can contact you at any time on WeChat."
"good."
This meeting went more smoothly than expected. Compared with Li Zao's calmness, Su Kui was so happy that she was so happy.
As soon as she got in the car, Su Kui sighed repeatedly, "Wow, you are already a blockbuster without making a sound, Zaozao, you have to take me with you when you are famous. My gallery is simply a pit. Who knows who jumps? I can't even eat meat buns."
The money is almost gone.”
"So miserable? Don't you ask your father for mercy?"
"Humph, I will not give up my life for five buckets of rice. I can't afford meat buns, but I can eat vegetable buns."
Li Zao smiled and said nothing.
The car drove away and walked all the way to the apartment where Su Kui lived.
Halfway through the car, Li Zao's cell phone suddenly rang.
She looked down and saw a series of unfamiliar numbers.
"Hello? Who is this?"
"Hello, Mrs. Lu."
As soon as the other party opened his mouth, Li already knew it was Lu Xiangning's lawyer friend Zhuo Jingfan.
"I am the lawyer representing Mr. Lu, my surname is Zhuo. I would like to make an appointment with you to talk about the divorce case between you and Mr. Lu."
Although they knew each other clearly, Zhuo Jingfan still went through the process, and his tone was official and distant.
Li Zao couldn't describe what he was feeling at the moment. It was unexpected, but not surprising either.
"I can do it. You decide the time and place."
"Then... I'll meet you at your house at eight o'clock in the evening?"
Li Zao was stunned, "Lawyer Zhuo still working so late?"
"It's like this, Mrs. Lu. This is a case temporarily entrusted by Mr. Lu. My work today has been scheduled until 7:30 in the evening. I have a night flight at 10 o'clock, so I can only take one at eight o'clock. If you find it inconvenient, then
You can only wait until I come back from my business trip, which will take about two months..."
"Okay," Li Zao responded readily, "See you later, Lawyer Zhuo."
"See you later."
Zhuo Jingfan is Lu Xiangning's friend, but not her friend.
In five years, she has never been able to integrate into his circle of friends. It's not that she doesn't want to, or that he doesn't give her a chance.
But, it can't be integrated.
Different paths do not lead to mutual understanding. After all, she, him, and his circle are not the same people.
After hanging up the phone, Li Zao sighed, "Su Kui, I won't go to your place now. Take me back to Runyuan."
"Um?"
"Lu Xiangning's lawyer is going to discuss the divorce agreement with me at eight o'clock in the evening. It involves privacy, so it is more appropriate to do it at home."
"That's true," Su Kui drove the car steadily onto the turning road, "He is the one at fault for five years of youth. I will look down on him even if he doesn't give you several hundred million."
Li Zao somewhat forced a smile, "It depends on his conscience, I will sign as many as he wants."
She had nothing to lose when she married him, and she didn't expect to be successful after getting divorced.
At this point, she just wants to get divorced as soon as possible.
Unexpectedly, things backfired.
When the elegant gentleman Zhuo Jingfan calmly said that she would need to compensate Lu Xiangning 50 million for the divorce, Li Zao took back the fruit plate he had just brought out.
Fortunately, she made a beautiful fruit plate out of politeness, and didn't feed the dog to these scumbags.
Zhuo Jingfan was slightly embarrassed and quickly pushed out the information, "Mrs. Lu, it is a fact that Mr. Lu is insolvent. Don't look at his appearance, but he actually owes a bunch of foreign debts. These are all his debts. Please take a look."
Li Zao glared at him, walked back to the kitchen with the fruit plate, and threw the fruit and plate into the trash can.
Zhuo Jingfan: "..."
"If you owe so much money, why would you have the nerve to eat fruit?!"
Zhuo Jingfan was about to say that it wasn't me who owed money, but Li Zao named him with a smile, "Lawyer Zhuo, you go out at night because you're afraid of being beaten during the day, right?"