The all-powerful wife of the wealthy family

Chapter 31 What Is Real Struggle Like?

Wu Shanren had already walked in front of them at this time, Wu Tong sorted out his emotions, and walked towards the luxurious golden elevator holding his father's arm.

The three of them were standing in the elevator that was ascending steadily. In order to relieve the gloom left by discussing Cong Yang with Wu Tong just now, Zheng Jiaxuan talked about some innocuous topics.

In front of his prospective father-in-law, he praised Wu Tong and said, "You speak Italian pretty well!"

Wu Tong's language ability is naturally very strong. During the years in the Golden Dragon Gang, learning foreign languages ​​was a consistent course.

It is a training that can be interspersed with any other project. During that time, Wu Tong was crazily reciting words and grammar anytime and anywhere.

In order not to waste time, Wu Tong ate standing up, talked to himself in various languages, seldom rested, and hardly slept.

Wu Tong is like leveling up to fight monsters in a game, advancing one level after another, opening the seal of each language, and harvesting batch after batch of immeasurable wealth when passing each level.

In the huge and lonely heart of the Golden Dragon Gang, Wu Tong explored all potentials and constantly broke through his own limits.

The process of greedily using all useful skills for oneself, the process of constantly pushing oneself to a higher-dimensional life, is extremely exciting and inspiring.

In this way, Wu Tong has mastered 76 languages ​​and countless dialects.

Even so, Wu Tong was not satisfied. She still wanted to explore more wisdom and the subtleties of life.

The more he studied, the more Wu Tong was overwhelmed by the vast spiritual world.

There is no other shore in life, and we are always walking, but the way and direction of walking are different for each person.

Wu Tong smiled and asked Zheng Jiaxuan: "Do you know Italian?"

Zheng Jiaxuan said frankly, "No."

Wu Tong smiled: "How do you know that I speak Italian well?"

Zheng Jiaxuan looked naive: "Italians praise you for speaking Italian well, so it's naturally good."

Wu Tong laughed again, "Do you believe everything he says?"

Zheng Jiaxuan stared at the rising numbers on the display screen in the elevator, and said, "Letter."

Although Wu Tong knew that Zheng Jiaxuan was just joking, she still teased: "It's unexpected that you can trust a stranger so easily, it's a miracle that you're still alive today."

Wu Shanren interjected, and said: "Jiaxuan believes in the things he believes in, no matter who says he still believes, and he doesn't believe what he doesn't believe in."

Zheng Jiaxuan smiled charmingly silently.

Wu Tong didn't expect his father to say such a word suddenly, so he curled his lips and said, "Dad, you are talking to outsiders."

With a kind face on Wu Shanren's face, he smiled and said, "Tongtong, you have surprised me so much these days!"

Wu Tong lowered his head slightly and did not speak.

Wu Shanren continued: "I won't ask you where you have been and what you have done all these years. I was worried before, but seeing you now, I can rest assured."

Wu Shanren touched Wu Tong's hand straddling his arm like never before, and said dotingly: "Take good care of yourself, feeling happiness is more important than finding anything."

It was the first time Wu Tong felt his father's direct care, his nose was sore, and he wanted to cry.

Wu Tong held back the tears welling up, and said obediently: "Understood, Dad."

When I got out of the elevator, I saw many famous paintings hanging on both sides of the corridor.　
Although they are all fakes, the level of depiction is very high.

There are Davit's "Napoleon Crossing the Alps", Raphael's "School of Athens", and Ingres's "Grand Maid" and "Turkish Lady" and so on.

Each pair is a classic, and Wu Tong can tell in detail who the original authors of these paintings are, what kind of life they have had; what is the content of the painting, and what is the subtlety of each detail.

She was also able to guess which modern masters the paintings were copied from.

Appreciating authentic works is Wu Tong's favorite course in the Golden Dragon Gang, and it is also the project that he passed in the shortest time.

It so happened that the three of them were people who knew how to paint, and they walked around the circular corridor admiring it for a long time.

Zheng Jiaxuan stood in front of an oil painting called "Waping Song Bathing Girl" and said regretfully:

"Ms. Wu, I have watched all your lecture videos and teaching videos; I have also read every book you published many times. If I was not born in Zheng's family, I have no choice but to follow my father's request. When I apply for business school, I will definitely study the philosophy of art, and if I can write a complete and profound history of art in this life, I will have no regrets.”

Hearing Zheng Jiaxuan's words, Wu Shanren walked up to him, enjoying the simple, clean and eternal beauty brought to the viewers by "Waping Song Bathing Girl", and said lightly: "It's not too late to start researching and writing now. You The current ability and level are already superior to many experts and scholars."

Zheng Jiaxuan sighed: "Art needs to be felt. I don't have that mood, and I don't have the time and energy..."

Wu Shanren patted Zheng Jiaxuan's strong shoulder and encouraged him: "Young man, there is still a long way to go, take it step by step. I have many good books there, as well as notes of experience I have accumulated over the years. Now you know that I live Where is it, you can get it from me when you have time."

"Thank you, Teacher Wu." Zheng Jiaxuan knew that Wu Shanren didn't like being called a professor, so he respectfully called him teacher every time.

Wu Shanren likes this young man who is young, promising and possesses great wisdom.

It is not without reason that he can be loved by countless men, women and children at home and abroad.

When Wu Shanren wanted to give an outlet for his unspeakable secrets, he chose Zheng Jiaxuan as the first listener, which was his trust and dependence on him.

Although Wu Shanren didn't expect Zheng Jiaxuan to redeem him, he believed that Zheng Jiaxuan was someone who could bring good luck to the Wu family.

Perhaps, this is what the Zheng family owes to the Wu family, and the debts owed must be repaid.

Wu Tong was admiring Chardin's "Smoker's Box" alone. The painting showed an open box containing smoking tools.

The imitator showed the eye-catching color contrast of the original work very well, the dark red box, the black inside, the white pottery pot; together with the cups of different materials and colors, the perfect harmony in color was achieved.　
The whole painting perfectly inherits Chardin's realism.

Wu Tong saw the real thing in the Louvre in Paris, France, and at that moment she really wanted to steal it, but fortunately, Yang Hanfeng stopped her crazy idea in time.

Zheng Jiaxuan saw Wu Tong standing in front of the painting with a dazed look, and couldn't help feeling that she was extraordinarily innocent and cute.

It's rare for Wu Tong to show this kind of childishness.

Wu Shanren looked at the time and said, "It's late, everyone go back and rest early."

Zheng Jiaxuan walked to Wu Shanren's door and said politely, "I'll call you before we leave tomorrow morning."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." After Wu Shanren finished speaking, he walked into the room and closed the door.

When Zheng Jiaxuan returned to Wu Tong, she was still staring at "Smoker's Box".

So Zheng Jiaxuan walked gently behind Wu Tong, wrapped her in his arms, his voice came from above Wu Tong's head, "I'm so fascinated by a fake, I'll buy the real one and give it to you .”

(End of this chapter)