After the Divorce, I Was Entangled By the Sick and Charming Fifth Master

  Chapter 16 Rong Wu wants to buy a painting

   "Blue Phoenix?"

   "The ancients said it was Qinghuang?"

   "Which Green Phoenix?"

"Which other Qinghuang could it be? Don't you know Qinghuang, the big oil painter in country Z? Her last painting was sold for 80 million yuan at the auction house. She has a mysterious identity and has never attended any occasions with her real face .”

   "Without an identity, wouldn't it be easy to be impersonated?"

   "You don't understand, her painting skills are very special, she can't pretend to be a fake."

"It can't be Qinghuang's painting. I heard that Qinghuang doesn't have many paintings, and it's hard to find a painting. Those who can get Qinghuang's paintings are people who have some fate with Qinghuang. This Ye Nanhuang's gate is not two What does it have to do with Qinghuang if you don't step forward?"

   "But that is ancient. If the ancient said so, it is basically affirmed that it is the painting of Qinghuang."

  …

   There was a lot of chatter and discussion off the field.

  Mu Yun's face changed suddenly, and she also looked at the painting, and then, the more she looked at it, the more shocked she became.

   Qinghuang, it seems, really, is Qinghuang.

  After Bo Shen finished looking at the painting, all his eyes fell on Nanhuang.

  When did she know Qinghuang. When and how much did you spend to buy this painting?

   When did she get so rich?

   It seems that there are a lot of secrets in his wife who has been married for a year, and he doesn't know anything.

   At this moment, Nanhuang said shallowly: "The old man is right, this is indeed Qinghuang's work."

   Nanhuang's voice fell, and there was a gasp in the field, especially those who knew oil painting, came forward to appreciate the painting.

  Gu Gu frowned, and said: "This is an authentic work of Qinghuang, but there is still some oil here that hasn't dried completely. This is a painting that has just been painted."

  Nanhuang remained silent.

   Gu Gu continued to ask: "Miss Ye, can you tell me where Master Qinghuang is now?"

  Nanhuang: "I don't know."

  Gu Gu said again: "Qinghuang is willing to give the painting to the lady, which proves that you and Master Qinghuang have a strong friendship. This painting is a new painting, the master should not have gone far, right?"

  Nanhuang continued to remain silent.

   Seeing this, Gu Gu continued to say: "Don't get me wrong, I really want to learn from the master. If Miss Ye is convenient, please let me know."

  Nanhuang was silent again for a while, and then respectfully replied: "Gu Gu, I will try to tell Qinghuang. However, I cannot guarantee whether she is willing to see you."

  Gu Gu nodded to China Southern with satisfaction: "This is enough."

   After finishing speaking, Gu Gu bowed to old lady Bo again, "Old lady Bo, see if you can part with this painting of yours. I would like to buy this painting for 80 million yuan."

  When the old voice fell to the ground, the court gasped again.

   Eighty million, just open your mouth, it's eighty million!

  Mu Yun's face turned dark all of a sudden.

  Her painting was called two to three hundred thousand, and the painting that Ye Nanhuang gave was 80 million as soon as others opened their mouths!

   Which one is better and which one is worse, you can immediately see who is better.

  Mu Yun clenched her lower lip, her hidden hands trembling slightly.

At this moment, before everyone had time to react, a voice rang from the second floor, and a tall and straight man shouted loudly: "Our fifth master Rong said that he is willing to buy this painting for 500 million. Is the old lady willing to part with her? In addition, our fifth master would like to ask Miss Ye, what is the name of this painting?"

  Everyone was shocked!

  500 million!

  500 million! !

   There were whispers immediately.

   "The master of the Rong family is here, too?"

   "This lord of the Rong family is really extraordinary, and the price is 500 million!"

   "It's too scary, and it doesn't knock people off. This Ye Nanhuang probably regrets giving the painting. Five hundred million!"

  Nanhuang was also a little surprised. She raised her head to look at the assistant Yang Bo on the second floor, and said, ""The Cliff."

  Yang Bo asked: "Miss Ye, isn't there a person on this cliff?"

  There is no one on the cliff in the rain and fog. Why does the assistant ask this?

  Everyone was very curious about Nanhuang's answer.

   Nanhuang shook her head.

  Yang Bo continued: "In addition to the remaining shoes on the cliff, there is also a line of footprints in different shades in the corner. These footprints are footprints from this cliff. Therefore, my grandfather judged that there should be two people on the cliff."

   All right.

  Yang Bo said again: "Qinghuang's painting skills are really amazing. My fifth master likes this painting very much. Mrs. Bo, I wonder if you are willing to part with it?"

  The audience gasped again.

  500 million... the fifth master of the Rong family...

  Bo Shen and Mrs. Bo looked at each other.

   Curious how Ye Nanhuang knew such a legendary master of oil painting as Qinghuang. They are also communicating, not to offend the fifth master of the Rong family.

  500 million, that's a lot. I don't know how much business I do to earn so much.

   And a painting sent by Ye Nanhuang easily sold for such a high price.

  Many people looked at Nanhuang with sizing, astonishment, and curiosity.

  Old lady Bo smiled and said, "Where did the fifth master say that, but this matter, I have to ask Nanhuang. Nanhuang, what do you think?"

  Nanhuang respectfully said: "Grandma, if you give this painting to you, it is already yours. What to do with it is up to you."

   Now, the chirping discussions on the field became louder.

   "500 million, just give it away without blinking?"

   "I really don't know if it's because of the big picture, or because people are stupid and want to save face."

  Nanhuang was also troubled in her heart.

  She didn't even think about circulating this painting at all, she just wanted to store it in a corner of the warehouse.

  But when this painting was shown, when such a person went to analyze the painting, Nanhuang felt a faint sense of relief in his heart.

  Relief is impossible to be truly relieved. But the mood was surprisingly relaxed.

  So, she doesn't mind giving this painting to Mrs. Bo now.

   This is not for old lady Bo, but for herself.

   Sending it out is like sending out a bit of your own darkness. As for whether the other party sold or kept it, it has nothing to do with her.

   Thinking of this, Nanhuang laughed.

   "I would like to use this painting to wish grandma, Songhe Changchun, and the sun and the moon to prosper. The ancient times are renewed, and the joy will last forever."

   "Okay, okay." Mrs. Bo became more and more satisfied, with a smile on her face, like a peach blossom. "Then, transfer this painting to Mr. Rong Wu."

   "Old lady, this Miss Ye is indeed your granddaughter-in-law, so you can give such an expensive gift as soon as you say it. I really envy you, if only my daughter-in-law is half as good as your granddaughter-in-law."

  Old Mrs. Bo: "Hey, she just made a pretty good friend. Her own ability is not as good as your granddaughter-in-law."

   Several old people on the court joked with each other.

  Mu Yun also has some concerns in her heart.

  Even if the painting Ye Nanhuang sent is of high value, it is not Ye Nanhuang's own skill after all.

  Zhao Gang looked at Mu Yun's face, and immediately said what Mu Yun wanted to say, saying: "Using other people's paintings as a gift, what kind of skill is it, unlike our sister Yun, who is a top painter."

  Zhao Gang glanced at Nanhuang, and it was still clear at a glance which one was better.

  (end of this chapter)