After returning to the wealthy family, I was abused by my biological parents

After Chen Pingan returned to the empty company, he began to look up official information about the exhibition.

The touring exhibition started last week, but it is only on its third day in Vienna.

That is to say, it starts on Friday and will last until the end of next Wednesday.

Chen Pingan carefully read every word of the relevant reports, and then opened the website of the Dunhuang Academy of Painting and Calligraphy.

Through domestic websites, he found out that the team's next itinerary was Germany, followed by Italy, France, Spain, and the United Kingdom.

The final return point is to fly directly back to China from the UK.

Lanxiang is currently the youngest professor at the Dunhuang Academy of Painting and Calligraphy, and is also one of the main people responsible for guiding the restoration of murals.

There wasn't much other news, so Chen Ping'an searched the Internet for Lanxiang's personal works and self-media accounts.

After he finished all these things, he realized that he had spent almost the entire morning on this matter.

This has never happened before.

And letting Edwards buy all of Lanxiang's paintings did not seem to be the right decision.

After all, the huge Buddha statue was not necessarily painted by Lanxiang herself.

But whether it was that painting or the one Lanxiang was painting at the time, it would make him feel calm in his heart.

The dynamic process of the thin paintbrush in his mind moving smoothly across the paper, leaving behind curvy lines, made him feel very peaceful.

All my mind is focused on following the thin brush as it sweeps across the surface of the paper, leaving behind smooth and round shapes.

Chen Ping'an stared at the computer screen, reviewing every detail of the morning in his mind.

Only then did I realize that I was taking this matter too seriously.

In an exhibition hall not far away, Edwards finally met Mr. Tao Zhixing, vice president of the Dunhuang Academy of Painting and Calligraphy.

Mr. Tao was deeply impressed by Edwards' fluent Chinese.

When he learned that Edwards wanted to buy all the works of the Calligraphy and Painting Academy, he couldn't help but wonder why.

Because in addition to the works they brought, there were a total of 5 people from the Calligraphy and Painting Academy, including him, Lanxiang and three other painters.

The cumulative amount of these works is still very large.

According to him, the total amount has exceeded 130 million RMB, and it has also exceeded the sales target set for the following two places before he led the team on this trip.

Edwards and Mr. Tao drank black tea and said, "My boss likes these works very much. They can make him feel peaceful in his heart." It was also the boss's idea to buy these works.

Chen Pingan had no idea what Edwards was talking about at the exhibition hall.

He just wanted to buy a few more paintings.

As for other things, he himself was not sure whether he had any other ideas.

After lunch, he still did not go home and continued to wait for news from Edwards at the company.

It was almost three in the afternoon when Edwards returned.

When he opened the door, he saw Chen Pingan studying the trend of gold in London.

"Boss, I'm sorry I couldn't buy everything you wanted."

Chen Pingan looked up at him, somewhat unconvinced.

In addition to the process of this kind of exhibition, there is another result that is very important to the calligraphy and painting academy, that is sales.

What is more important to them is to turn their paintings into money.

Edwards took out two prayer wheels of different sizes from the paper bag he was carrying and placed them on the table.

"This stuff can also make you feel calm. I picked two specially for you."

The smaller one is the same as the one in Deerma.

The big one is an enlarged version.

"The workmanship is very good, it doesn't look shoddy." Chen Ping'an picked up the small prayer wheel, looked at it carefully for a while, and gave his evaluation.

Edwards chuckled and said, "Do you know what scriptures are inside this prayer wheel?"

Chen Pingan was stunned, "I really don't know this..."

Edwards pronounced the six-syllable mantra in clear and distinct voice, "Om Mani Padme Hum!"

“I originally thought there would be various scriptures inside, but after I inquired in detail, I found out that most prayer wheels only have these six words.

Of course, there are also some complete scriptures.”

Chen Pingan shook the prayer wheel in his hand, letting it spin a few times before asking, "Where's the painting I want?"

Edwards sighed after sitting down and said, "Except for the work of Ms. Lanxiang, I kept some of the other works and also bought some.

The largest painting, Director Tao, the head of the calligraphy and painting academy, did not agree to sell it to me.

That was the only oversized work they brought this time.

But he did agree to sell the painting to me when they returned from their last stop, London, after the exhibition.

It’s definitely not possible now, because that’s their signature work.”

Chen Pingan nodded. "No problem. As long as I can get it, it's fine. It's just a matter of waiting for a month."

Edwards continued, "President Tao has agreed to have dinner with us tonight. If you have no other arrangements, please be sure to attend!

Otherwise, I can’t make sense of what I said.”

Seeing Chen Ping'an's expressionless face, Edwards took out a cigar and lit one, "Ms. Lanxiang belongs to the Calligraphy and Painting Academy, and they will all be present.

I've already booked dinner for tonight and invited them to a concert afterwards..."

Chen Pingan thought for a moment and said, "I'm very interested in Lanxiang. Please help me find out more about her. The more detailed the better."

Edwards smiled and nodded, "Well, it's been arranged. The information will probably be sent to me before dinner.

I'll pass it on to you when the time comes."

"Also, the paintings we bought are all in the car. Do you want to come back to the manor with me? My suggestion is to open them one by one and look at them after we get back..."

"The most urgent thing is, boss, you need to tell me, are you doing this for those paintings or for that girl?"

"I'm worried that Dean Tao will think I want to pursue that beautiful girl."

Edwards looked at him with a half-smile.

Chen Pingan didn't find it funny or embarrassing.

Although Lanxiang was indeed beautiful, she was not so pretty that he would be tempted by her.

What's more, he is definitely younger than Lanxiang, and the difference is at least seven or eight years.

He thought about it carefully before answering, "To be precise, I want to understand her. What kind of person can draw such a picture?

Although I don't have a high level of cultural attainments, I can discern the emotions poured into those paintings.

That Ms. Lanxiang has an inner peace that is unmatched by most people. In her eyes, I am probably still just a little brat.”

Edwards shook his head, “No, you’re not.

I've never met anyone like you..."

He considered it for a moment before continuing, "If I hadn't seen you in person, no one would have believed you were only 21."

Chen Pingan looked at the time and asked, "Is the hotel you booked a Western or Chinese restaurant?"

Edwards said, "Of course it's Western food. The Chinese food here isn't authentic. Even if they want to taste the flavors of home, Vienna can't satisfy their desire."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "If possible, try to contact them and invite them to come to the manor for dinner.

If possible, I will contact my family and ask them to prepare meals."

"Oh, by the way, ask them if there's anything they can't eat. I know Brianna is pretty good at cooking Chinese food now, so maybe we need her help too."

Edwards smiled, shook his head, and got up to make a phone call.

(I'll still try to publish on time. But I can only try.)