Chapter 40 Ambiguous

Soon, a middle-aged man in a suit ran over, and apparently, the middle-aged man knew Fang Ark.

"Hello, Mr. Fang, I am the person in charge of this exhibition, Zhang Qiang." Zhang Qiang took the initiative to extend his hand to Fang Ark.

"Hello, I want to ask if this painting is an authentic work or a high-quality imitation?" Fang Zhou pointed to the winter plum in front of him. On the painting, there was only one cold plum that fell alone on the painting paper, giving people a lonely and arrogant artistic conception.

"The original." Zhang Qiang answered without thinking, "This winter plum is the representative work of Master Yan of the Tang Dynasty. It has been passed down to this day. We have obtained the official appraisal results before we show it. It is indeed the original. If Mr. Fang is interested, there will be a charitable auction about this painting later."

"The original?" Fang Ark frowned tightly.

At this moment, a crisp sound rang behind the ark.

"Mr. Fang."

Fang Ark followed the sound, "Mr. Ye, such a coincidence, are you here to see the art exhibition?"

When Fang Ark was speaking, he looked at Ye Yunshu's professional suit.

"Come and talk about cooperation with President Fang." Ye Yunshu stood in front of Fang Ark and said directly.

Fang Zhou chuckled and said, "Mr. Ye, logically speaking, I don't talk about work at this time, but because your grandfather is kind to me, I made an exception. To be honest, the cooperation plan given by your Ye family is not the best among everyone. You should understand that I am a businessman and it depends on interests, not feelings. Unless you can come up with a better cooperation plan, otherwise, I think we will have to cooperate next time."

Ye Yunshu frowned, "Mr. Fang, I believe you know the situation of our Ye family. Although this plan cannot bring you the greatest profit in the short term, in the long run."

"Stop." Fang Ark gestured, "Mr. Ye, you know, I do venture capital, and everything is short-term investment, and I never look at long-term interests."

"Mr. Fang, I" Ye Yunshu wanted to say something, but he felt someone pulling him behind him. When he looked back, he saw that it was his best friend Milan. Beside Milan, Xiao Yang ran over at some point.

"Mr. Fang, let's talk later." Ye Yunshu hurriedly greeted Fang Zhou, then walked to Xiao Yang and said, "Why are you here?"

"I called him here, and I said Yunshu, you know that Fang Ark likes Chinese painting, and your husband specializes in this area, why don't you agree with his preference?" Milan looked blameless.

"Me!" Ye Yunshu wanted to speak but stopped. She looked at Xiao Yang and Milan again. She didn't know how to explain. She couldn't tell Milan the facts.

"Okay, I think, let Xiao Yang negotiate with Fang Ark first. If he can chat with Fang Ark, you can understand it with your feelings and make sense." Milan advised.

Ye Yunshu subconsciously looked at Xiao Yang, but saw that Xiao Yang had already walked towards Fang Ark. Ye Yunshu sighed. She knew whether Xiao Yang knew painting or not. What's the use of him?

Xiao Yang walked to Fang Ark, narrowed his eyes and looked at the painting in front of him, "The winter plum of Master Yan of the Tang Dynasty? The ink color is a bit light."

"Do you know how to draw?" Fang Zhou took a look at Xiao Yang's voice in surprise. At this exhibition, many famous paintings did not indicate the source. Those who could see the source of the painting were all people who knew how to draw.

"Of course I understand, haha!" A loud laughter sounded, but it was not from Xiao Yang, but from another person.

Song Tao walked over with big strides and said aloud as he walked: "Mr. Fang, Mr. Xiao Yang and Mr. Xiao are Mr. Ye's husband, and are also an artist, specializing in Chinese painting. I think you two should have a lot of common languages."

After Song Tao finished speaking, a faint smile flashed in his eyes. Artist? He can really brag. If Mr. Wang hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known that this was a son-in-law who came to the door for money!

"Oh?" Fang Zhou looked at Xiao Yang with interest, and his eyes showed appreciation, because fewer and fewer people are still passionate about Chinese painting. "Mr. Xiao, are you a Chinese painting?"

"Understand more." Xiao Yang smiled and nodded.

"Since that's the case, Mr. Xiao, can you tell that this painting is the original work of Master Yan?" Fang Zhou pointed to the winter plum blossom in front of him and asked.

Xiao Yang glanced at the painting in front of him for a few seconds, and then said, "Mr. Fang, what answer do you want? Do you want to hear it is true or false? Hahaha!"

Xiao Yang laughed loudly, turned around and left, leaving such an ambiguous answer.

Ye Yunshu looked at Xiao Yang's performance and shook his head helplessly, without blaming Xiao Yang. Chinese painting is profound and profound, unlike those of Western food etiquette. You only need simple training to understand a little bit. This requires years of experience and rich knowledge.

Milan was also shocked. What's going on? Doesn't he understand? It shouldn't be!

During this period, Milan has been thinking about how to expose Xiao Yang, a liar, but today, she hopes that this liar can understand more and chat with Mr. Fang, because Milan knows how big the crisis Ye Yunshu's company is facing now, with internal troubles and external troubles.

Fang Zhou frowned, looked at Xiao Yang's back as he left, and said nothing.

"Mr. Fang, it seems that Mr. Xiao Yang is just a name. How can I say that Ye Yunshu is too commercial, and it is normal for some things to be fictionalized. For example, she told me that her husband is a Chinese painting." Song Tao came to Fang Ark, "Mr. Fang, introduce yourself. I, Song Tao, is entrusted by someone to let Mr. Fang see the true faces of some people and not be confused by the descendants of any benefactor."

In the lounge of the exhibition, Xiao Yang sat at a round table holding a glass of iced Coke.

Milan and Ye Yunshu sat opposite him respectively.

"Xiao Yang, aren't you a Chinese painting? Do you understand it? Is that original work just now?" Milan looked at Xiao Yang and was still in a mood to drink Coke here, and was so anxious.

Ye Yunshu seemed very calm because she knew very clearly that Xiao Yang did not understand Chinese painting. If his plan was not favored by Fang Ark, then this cooperation would be impossible.

"Himmer"

After a big mouthful of ice-cold Coke, Xiao Yang then said, "How can that painting be said, it is an authentic work, not an authentic work."

"What does it mean?" Milan was confused.

"You can't understand even if you say it." Xiao Yang picked up the Coke and took a big sip. Seeing Milan getting anxious again, he hurriedly said, "By the way, there is a charity auction, right? Let's go and have a look."
Chapter completed!