The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Su Boliang didn't pay attention to the two of them any more, and asked Su Xinxue to walk onto the stage arm in arm and said, "Thank you for coming. Originally, I, an elder, would not participate in your party, but if my daughter's company wants to open, I have to do it for her." Shout out a few words."

The people in the audience flattered one after another:

"With Uncle Su yelling, it's not like there are so many stars gathered!"

"When the day of the official opening comes, we will all be there to support it!"

"Xin Xue, do you think I'm suitable to play the leading role? No, I can play tricks too!"

Su Xinxue said with a smile: "I dare not let Shao Li, who is worth tens of millions, play tricks. Thank you very much for your support."

Su Boliang was very happy and said: "After hearing what everyone said, I don't think I need to say anything more. I wish you all a good time tonight!"

All of a sudden people dispersed, the men chatted with third-tier celebrities, and the women chatted with rich men.

The toasts were intertwined, and even the wine looked colorful and intoxicating.

Su Ziying drank two glasses of red wine, and Chen Zhong knew she was in a bad mood, so he didn't stop her.

"Chen Zhong, why don't you go chat with the crowd and make some friends?" Mi Yang appeared. Although he lives here, he is only a junior, and he must be far behind Su Boliang.

Chen Zhong shook his head and said: "Those people don't have souls. I will only feel empty and helpless when I go there. Just stay here with my wife."

"Soul? Interesting." Mi Yang asked, "Do you think I have a soul?"

Chen Zhong smiled and said, "If you didn't have a soul, you wouldn't be so free and easy."

"Hahaha, brother Chen who knows me!" Mi Yang felt that he had found a soulmate for a moment, and even changed his address, "Dangfu will understand!"

"There is no white wine, so red wine will be used instead." Chen Zhong clinked glasses with him.

Mi Yang sighed, looked at those people and said: "Sometimes people can't help themselves, some of them have no choice but to become like that, and I may become like that soon."

"You won't. How can a person with strong pride bow his head? There are different walking postures on the same road. You should have the appearance of a wind chaser." Chen Chong said.

Mi Yang's heart was touched, and he said: "My haze of the past few days has been swept away, it's all because Brother Chen gave me high-level guidance."

"Hehe." Chen Zhong neither admitted nor refuted.

Suddenly those people walked to the side again, where Su Boliang was looking at a painting facing the wall.

"Uncle Su, this painting of a middle-aged man with a fairy demeanor is very artistic."

"What do I think of this extraordinary person, who looks like Uncle Su?"

"I think so, and this painting is worth a lot of money, at least 10 yuan?"

Several people asked.

"Hahaha..." Su Boliang smiled lightly, and his words were very useful to them, and he said, "This painting was made by everyone in the late Ming Dynasty, and it is worth 300 million. It was a gift from a friend."

There are four characters on this painting, "climbing to the top", which means to sit in a high position, which makes him happy.

Because he had to fight for the next patriarch of the Su family, and this painting happened to come, which was a great encouragement to him.

He didn't know that zhang qingyang had worked hard to research this.

"Ah!" Everyone was surprised that it was worth 300 million.

Hearing the sound, Chen Zhong couldn't help but sneered.

A person heard it and said, "What are you laughing at? Have you ever seen such an expensive famous painting? It seems that you still have a sense of disdain."

Chen Zhong said lightly: "I'm laughing at a group of people admiring a fake painting, and its value is estimated to be only 300 yuan."

Su Boliang was very upset when he heard this. Does this mean that he has punched his eyes?After careful identification, he asked with a calm face: "Chen Zhong, what basis do you have for saying that it is a fake painting?"

Su Xinxue said: "Dad, he is a migrant worker, and he finally got a chance to eat soft food. Are you serious with him?"

Su Boliang smiled and said: "You also know that I like antiques, and I have a good ability to identify them. If someone doubts my level, I can't help it."

Su Ziying came over and reprimanded in a low voice: "Don't embarrass me here!"

That Young Master Ding sneered: "Don't dare again? I really don't know how to have the courage to laugh at us, as if you are better than us."

Everyone laughed.

Chen Zhong no longer cared about his wife's words, walked forward, and asked: "If I find out that this painting is fake, can you all agree to my small request? It's not an opportunity to take revenge, and it won't make you feel ashamed. "

"Okay!" Ding Shao said, "I promise, if you are talking nonsense, you will get through each of us's crotch!"

"I agree too."

"I'd like to see what this pug-dog looks like."

"It can be regarded as an added fun to tonight."

Everyone agreed.

Chen Zhong didn't pay attention to their words, and said: "This painting seems to have a long history, but there are two places that directly reveal that it is a fake!"

"Brother Chen, which two places are they?" Mi Yang asked.

His question prevented everyone from laughing, and was also surprised that Mi Shao would call Chen Chong his brother.

Su Boliang was also surprised, but he didn't take it seriously.

He knew about Mi Yang, he was ignorant, and often had contact with low-level people, maybe how he met Chen Chong.

Chen Zhong pointed and said: "First of all, the characters in the inscription are wrong. Although simplified characters appeared at that time, sometimes the ancients also liked to pretend, so they deliberately wrote 'feng' as 'peak' and 'ji' as Very word."

"I really don't know how to pretend to understand. I thought that knowing a few traditional characters would be great." Su Boliang thought he could really comment.

Because of those few traditional characters, everyone almost believed what Chen Zhong said was true. Seeing that Su Boliang was very calm, it was another joke about this soft rice.

Chen Chongdao: "Sometimes ignorance can really scare a group of people. Tang Shu, you not only have a bad memory, but your eyes are also a little dizzy. It seems that you need a pair of glasses. If you don't believe it, look up the authentic inscription on this painting online." .”

Several people picked up their phones and began to check.

One person blurted out suddenly: "This, this is indeed a fake painting!"

"How come?" Another person said.

"Is this a fake painting?" Su Boliang didn't believe it and snatched his daughter's mobile phone to take a look, and was immediately dumbfounded.

It was commented by national first-class famous experts, and he could not deny the professionalism of those people.

He was brazen in front of these juniors just now, but after being slapped in the face, he was ashamed and annoyed.

"Zhang qingyang, a bastard, I was kind enough to help, but he lied to me with a fake painting!"

Mi Yang said in surprise: "Brother Chen, you are really right. I didn't expect you to know ancient paintings very well."

"Oh, I just happened to see it on the Internet." Chen Zhong explained.

"Pfft..." Su Boliang spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.