Li Yongcai walked into the study and took out a scroll from the safe.
This was given to him by Qu Hongxin, the owner of Hongxin Machinery Factory.
According to Qu Hongxin, this painting was created by Dong Yuan and was called "Evening Scene on the River Embankment." It was very valuable. He spent 20,000 yuan to buy it from Hong Kong and said it could be passed down as a family heirloom to future generations.
Li Yongcai didn't understand painting, nor did he know anything about Dong Yuan and Dong Fang, but when he heard that it was worth a lot of money, he decided that the painting was a treasure and made up his mind to pass it on to his son as a family heirloom.
Li Yongcai opened the painting and took a look at it. He really didn't see anything good about it, but when he thought about sending away 20,000 yuan like this, his heart felt like it was being cut out with a knife.
He held the painting in his arms and muttered silently: "Son, son, if the skin is gone, how will the hair be attached? If I die, you won't be much better. Protect dad first. Don't blame dad."
After muttering a few words, I felt better, put the painting in a box, and carried it out the door.
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"Yongcai, you and your sister are so inseparable? You always come back empty-handed." Mrs. Xin narrowed her eyes with a smile when she saw Li Yongcai carrying a box through the door.
"Cousin, this is a painting I just spent 50,000 yuan to buy for my brother-in-law. Isn't my brother-in-law back yet?"
"He's not back yet. The government is building a new building and he is very busy. Yongcai, what painting is so valuable?"
"I heard it was from Dong Yuan, and it's called "Evening Scenery on the River Embankment." I didn't understand it anyway, so I bought it because I heard it was expensive."
"Fifth generation Dong Yuan?" Mrs. Xin was surprised.
She is a lady, so of course she knows who Dong Yuan is.
"Who knows whether it is round or square, or which generation it is from. Sister, can you take a look?"
"Okay, let me take a look."
Li Yongcai said, opening the box and reaching for the scroll.
"Don't move!" Mrs. Xin stopped him: "It seems you really don't understand. You can't start directly."
After saying that, he ordered the servant to find a pair of gloves, put them on his hands, and carefully unfold the painting.
After just one glance, Mrs. Xin's eyes lit up: "Okay, the simplicity comes to your face, it's really not ordinary!"
"Is it true?"
"It feels real. I don't quite understand it. Wait until your brother-in-law comes back and let him appreciate it. He will understand."
"My brother-in-law is really knowledgeable and knows everything."
After looking at it for a while, Mrs. Xin put the painting away and put it aside, and the two began to chat.
Li Yongcai told the story of Lin Chuang's appointment today, and finally said: "Sister, this matter was not done well today, it was done badly. Who would have thought that someone named Lin knows so much?"
For the sake of famous paintings, Mrs. Xin did not complain about him, but encouraged him: "No matter how much he knows, he is still young, and if he is too aggressive in the officialdom, he will make too many enemies and he will not be able to get far. Yongcai, fight him."
Even if you have a sister to support you, why are you still afraid of him?"
When Li Yongcai heard this, he became more courageous and straightened up his back: "Yes, sister, my brother will never lose your authority and will definitely give you a face. Sister, you said that the man named Lin withdrew Xu Kui first.
Then you kept quiet about things in the office, are you afraid?"
Mrs. Xin curled her lips and said: "Of course he was afraid. However, he was also smart and did not continue to mess around. Otherwise, if he really made a mess and removed all your people, he would not beat you, but beat you."
Your brother-in-law's face? He's not stupid, he knows when enough is enough."
"Oh, then I know it."
Li Yongcai let out a long breath.
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Before dinner, Xin Jiaguang came back.
Mrs. Xin quickly took out the "Evening Scene on the River Embankment" scroll as if it were a treasure.
Xin Jiaguang admired it for a while, then a smile appeared on his serious face: "It's genuine."
"Authentic? Why didn't I see it?" Mrs. Xin deliberately scratched her husband's itchy flesh.
Xin Jiaguang now found an opportunity to show off. He pointed at the painting and said: "Dong Beiyuan is one of the three great masters of the Southern Tang and Five Dynasties. He has a unique painting method and powerful brushstrokes. He uses real mountain scenery in the south of the Yangtze River to paint the paintings. It is not a strange and steep brushstroke." The trees in the distance are deep and deep, and the texture is like pockmarked skin. Later generations call it "Phipped Pockmarked". The moss on the top of the mountain is fine, the water color is the river sky, the clouds and mists are dim, the peaks and mountains are in and out, and the Tingzhu River Bridge is full of true meaning.
You see, the chamfering method and the coloring are all in line with the characteristics of his painting. Even if future generations imitate this kind of painting, they will not be able to imitate it."
"If it's genuine, it's so valuable. It's rare that Yongcai is so sincere. He bought it from Hong Kong for US$50,000, especially as a gift to you."
Mrs. Xin glanced at Li Yongcai and said intentionally or unintentionally.
"Yongcai, you are so thoughtful. This painting is too valuable and I dare not accept it. You should take it back," said Xin Jiajiaguang.
"Don't, I don't understand these things. What you just said is just like listening to the heavenly book. This painting in my hand is like a blind man lighting a lamp in vain." Li Yongcai said.
"In that case, let's just treat it as a gift between your sister and brother. I don't dare to accept it," Xin Jiaguang said.
Li Yongcai was overjoyed when he heard this. This was the first time that Xin Jiaguang admitted the "sister-sister" relationship between him and Mrs. Xin.
It’s true that money can bring about ghosts, and giving gifts can bring about gods.
"Yes, yes, I gave this to my sister, it has nothing to do with my brother-in-law." Li Yongcai quickly climbed up the pole.
Mrs. Xin put away the paintings and went back to the living room to sit down. Without Li Yongcai opening his mouth, she recounted what happened at the Tax Police Station today and said, "Yongcai already owed him before he became the director. You can't let him." Don’t be bullied again.”
Xin Jiaguang pondered for a while and commented: "Yongcai, what you did today is too stupid and has no basis. To challenge the superior in public is to bully the superior. Even if Lin Ming is embarrassed, you will not be able to do well, but will make others treat him badly." I sympathize with you. Furthermore, it is too stupid to seize the director's office. This is a continuation of bullying from below and is not advisable."
Li Yongcai was dumbfounded when he heard this. He was so proud that he co-wrote two stupid things.
Mrs. Xin also understood. She couldn't keep it off her face. After all, what Li Yongcai did was her instigation.
"Then what should we do? It's not a good reputation to have a reputation as a bully." Mrs. Xin asked anxiously.
"Yes, brother-in-law, do you think there is any remedy?" Li Yongcai asked.
Xin Jiaguang was not in a hurry. He pretended to sip his tea and said in a pretentious manner: "Smart people want to be first and act in a low profile. As the saying goes, if a tree is beautiful in the forest, it will be destroyed by the wind; if it is piled high on the shore, it will be destroyed by the turbulent waves. , being a target is the stupidest thing and is easy to be attacked, how can you be undefeated like this?"
"Brother-in-law, you spoke too deeply and I don't understand." Li Yongcai said, rubbing the back of his head.
"Yes, they are all brothers, let's be honest." Mrs. Xin said in a supportive tone.
"Lin Ming is extremely smart, and despite being young and rich, he has always been greedy. Such a person will not tolerate disobedience. In my opinion, this is not a strength, but a flaw that can easily be exploited. This way If you don't stumble, everything will go smoothly for you. If you stumble, it will be a big stumble and it will be difficult to get back up." Xin Jiaguang tapped a few words and said solemnly word for word.