Her Majesty the Queen is a god in the entertainment industry

It was a rare day for the family to reunite. Although Jiang Wenhui was a little dissatisfied with Liu Chengyun's uninvited visit, she would not show it openly.

It's just that I originally wanted to say a few words of concern for my daughter at the dinner table, but I couldn't find the opportunity.

All of them were taken up by Lao Liu and her husband, who talked about 'investment', 'calligraphy and painting' and 'collection'...

It wasn't until after dinner that she saw that the two of them were still trying to continue chatting. She couldn't bear it anymore and interjected: "Xixi will fly to Liangchuan for filming tomorrow. It's very remote there. We Do I need to prepare something for her to take with her?"

Only then did Liu Chengyun come to his senses and said we would talk another day. He stood up and left awkwardly.

When they left, Jiang Wenhui pinched her husband's arm and said, "You can talk about business outside, so why do you bring people home to continue chatting?" Xixi finally came back with time, so I just listened to what you said This is an investment.”

Jiang Runcheng rubbed the red piece of meat and felt a little unreasonable, "Actually, before we even got down to business, you drove the person away without saying anything!"

"What else can be done?"

"Aren't we planning to invest in calligraphy and painting? I thought that we still have a painting at home. Although it is not signed, it can be seen that it is very old. I thought that it would be useless to keep it at home. It cannot be eaten or used. Just take this opportunity to find a way to sell it at a high price.”

"What painting? Why don't I know?"

Jiang Lingxi and Jiang Lingxu, who stayed in the living room, also shook their heads, "We don't know either."

"It's not a valuable thing in the first place. Otherwise, when the family went bankrupt, it would have been appraised and taken away by the bank." Jiang Runcheng stood up as he spoke, "I'll take it out and show it to you."

When he came out of the bedroom, he had a simple scroll in his hand.

It can be seen that the collection is indeed not very detailed, and the edges are fluffy.

After untying the rope, Jiang Runcheng saw that there was no water stain on the coffee table, so he simply put it on the coffee table and opened it.

The three heads next to him moved closer.

On the already yellowed paper, a maroon horse stood upright. The knight on the horse had vigorous movements and a handsome profile.

Several willow branches and a peach blossom traced in the upper left corner and lower left corner of the painting reveal the seasons in the painting.

Jiang Wenhui was able to marry Jiang Runcheng, who was still a big boss, and her family background was not bad. When she was a rich lady in her early years, she often hung out in art galleries with other wealthy ladies. However, in recent years, she has been overwhelmed by the burden of life. Angry, this activity that cultivates sentiments is naturally gone.

But I still have good eyesight, "This painting is very good!"

"What's the use of a good painting," Jiang Runcheng snorted disdainfully, "It's neither signed nor stamped. To put it bluntly, it's a three-no product. Everyone recognizes the signature and the seal left on it. I don't even know what it is. Who painted it? Old Liu said that he knew craftsmen in this field who could imitate calligraphy and make old signatures and seals..."

Jiang Lingxu frowned, "Isn't that just a lie?"

Jiang Runcheng raised his head and looked at his stupid son, "This painting is a real ancient painting, right? And if someone is willing to buy it, they will definitely like this painting. What I do is just to increase the value of the painting. What kind of liar is this? Thousands of gold." Do you understand that it’s hard to buy things from your heart?”

As he spoke, he rolled up the painting again.

He was planning to sell it at a high price, but he couldn't let the painting get dirty or damaged.

One hand pressed against the edge of the scroll.

Jiang Runcheng paused and turned his head to look at his daughter who had not said a word just now.

"What's the matter, Xiao Xi?"

"I like this painting very much." Jiang Lingxi met Jiang Runcheng's looking eyes, "How about..."

Jiang Wenhui was more direct and slapped her husband's hand away, "Then I'll give this painting to Xixi."

Jiang Runcheng: "..."

He was about to say that he still wanted to use this painting to make a comeback. After all, investment also has cycles, but if he processed and sold the painting through the method found by Lao Liu, he would get the money immediately.

His wife glared at him, "Have you forgotten how many debts Xixi helped you pay off? Are you still reluctant to part with such a painting?"

Jiang Runcheng also wanted to say that his son-in-law helped pay it back, but if he didn't have a daughter, how could he have a son-in-law?

He had no choice but to reluctantly nod, "Since Xiao Xi likes it, then you can take it."

I should have known better not to show it off!
After all, there is only one painting left in my hand.

Jiang Lingxi rolled up the picture, opened the suitcase and put it in, then returned to the sofa and sat down.

She doesn't know what politeness means!

Not to mention that there are bells painted on the painting.Compared with Jiang Runcheng, who felt a little distressed after giving the painting to his daughter in vain, Jiang Wenhui was in a much better mood.

She has always felt guilty towards her daughter over the years and wanted to make amends, but her daughter always said that she lacked nothing, but they still needed her daughter's help from time to time.

Now I finally have a daughter who likes things that make her happy.

She could tell that her daughter really liked the painting.

"How long did Xixi go to Liangchuan for filming this time? It's much colder there than here. I heard that you have to wear a cotton-padded jacket at night."

"If everything goes well, it will take one month, no more than two months at most."

"October is better, but I'm afraid of snow. You have to keep warm then."

……

This time Jiang Lingxi finally experienced the feeling of parents giving endless instructions as soon as they were given.

But it feels pretty good.

The suitcase, which was originally quite spacious, was reopened and filled to the brim with newly added warm clothes, food and drinks.

Jiang Lingxi had reason to suspect that if there was still room in the box, Ms. Jiang would definitely be able to continue stuffing it inside.

After returning to her bedroom, Jiang Lingxi was able to take out her phone and take a look at the news that she had been told to read before.

Shen Yunqing: [I asked Director Wei for the destination of your trip. Huzi has already set off early. Changning is not in the imperial capital at the moment and will meet you at Liangchuan Airport. 】

Jiang Lingxi: [Why did Huzi set off early?He can fly with me in the imperial capital. 】

Shen Yunqing: [He also carries a large item, which is inconvenient for flying. 】

Jiang Lingxi:?

But she quickly thought of something and typed: "You didn't let him drive your RV on the road, did you?" 】

Shen Yunqing: [If you have an RV, you will live more comfortably. 】

Jiang Lingxi: [Cat holding fists.JPG]

After a while, Jiang Lingxi couldn't help but laugh when she looked at the emoji sent by Shen Yunqing saying that she was welcome.

She could almost imagine this person struggling to find the right emoji for the sake of courtesy.

[I also received a painting today, a gift from my family.You won't be able to guess what painting it is. 】

【oh?What painting is it? 】

[The painting shows me riding a bell. Jiang Runcheng said that the painting was handed down from the ancestors of the Jiang family, so it should be true.I may have guessed part of the reason for coming here. 】

After all, it was online. Jiang Lingxi spoke a little cryptically, but she felt that Shen Yunqing would understand what she meant.

Shen Yunqing did understand. When he saw the last sentence, his heart skipped a beat.

Before he could think of how to reply, another message appeared on the screen: [When I come back from Liangchuan, I think it is necessary for us to have a good chat. 】

……

【it is good. 】

[It’s late, go to bed early. 】

【you too. 】

Before going to bed, Jiang Lingxi clicked on the mind map on her phone that she would tinker with when she got interested or thought of something.

The title of the map was chosen by her: It is neither luck nor accidental.

She was reborn after death, and now she has met Shen Yunqing, Xia Zhi, and Wujue, who is both a monk and a magician.

How did Shen Yunqing find the original owner and bind him with a marriage certificate before she came, and why did Mei Shuiqing use Jiang Xiyu to deliberately deal with the original owner? Maybe it was her who he really wanted to deal with, but now another person whose true identity has appeared is a mystery. Chong Yin, who still doesn't know why she appeared on the set, now has a painting of her and Ling Dang passed down from the Jiang family.

The discoveries and doubts accumulated intermittently are becoming more and more interesting.