Chapter 329 Museum
“What about these?”
Pei Yunxi looked around and asked a very cute question.
Jiang Chen, who was in a state of excitement, was stunned when he heard this, and then he couldn't help but smile, feeling that this incredibly beautiful actress became more real.
There is no pure gold.
There is no omniscient and omnipotent person in the world.
"Wang Xizhi's "Seventeen Calligraphy" is not the name of a work, but the name of a series of calligraphy. His seventeen sets of cursive scripts handed down are collectively called "Seventeen Calligraphy". In other words, "Seventeen Posts" is not one word, but seventeen words."
Jiang Chen explained patiently.
Pei Yunxi suddenly realized that she didn’t feel embarrassed at all. Stripping away the halo of a star, she was just an ordinary person who was too beautiful. In terms of knowledge reserve, she might not be as good as those who studied at Dongda University. Jiang Chen.
This is nothing to be shy about.
Everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses.
It’s like Jiang Chen doesn’t know Qi Nanmu, she doesn’t understand Qi Nanmu.
Jiang Chen looked at the copybook hanging generously on the wall again.
"Do you remember the body we met in the river last time we went to Shaocheng?"
Pei Yunxi said "hmm".
That time she was taken to the police station and caused quite a stir.
That criminal thief seems to be the cultural relics dealer who stole the "Seventeen Posts". When he goes to Shaocheng, he will most likely write off the account.
As a result, he committed unjust acts and committed suicide. Instead of being caught by the police, he drowned in the river for no apparent reason. It didn't matter that he was dead, but the key point was that the treasures and cultural relics he had stolen disappeared with him. His whereabouts are still unknown.
But now, a copybook that looks like "Seventeen Posts" appears here.
Of course.
Although it can be confirmed that the content on the calligraphy is indeed exactly the same as the seventeenth calligraphy, Jiang Chen is not an expert in treasure appraisal after all, and he has never seen the original work with his own eyes, so how can he tell the authenticity of these calligraphy.
Moreover.
Taking a step back, the "Seventeen Posts" stolen from the Art Museum of the Chinese University of Hong Kong is a veritable filth. Even if someone gets it, it should be carefully hidden.
Is it crazy to hang out like this?
It can be seen from this.
Like the calligraphy and paintings I saw before, these copybooks are probably imitations that can look real, which makes sense.
"It seems that the owner of this club is a person of elegant character."
Jiang Chen gathered his mood and sat down on the chair made of Qi Nanmu, "Later, Dong Shi Now that I'm here, I have to ask him who the boss of this club is."
"Have you started to learn how to expand your network?"
Jiang Chen smiled and looked at the woman sitting next to him. Xing laughed at himself: "Ordinary people like us have no foundation or background, so we can only rely on our own efforts."
He made no secret of his ambition.
A woman like Pei Yunxi will definitely not favor someone who is willing to be mediocre.
"You are not ordinary. There is no ordinary person who can make Miss Shi submissive."
Pei Yunxi said calmly.
Jiang Chen knew that the other party must be suspicious of his relationship with Shi Qianqian, but it was normal. It would be the same if it were him.
Explaining too much will be counterproductive.
“She just hasn’t met someone like me before, so she finds it novel.”
Jiang Chen smiled.
Pei Yunxi stopped and did not ask further questions.
About ten minutes later, there was movement outside the box, and then the door was opened.
Shi Xixi walked in with her father on her arm.
Jiang Chen and Pei Yunxi stood up one after another.
Miss Shi was okay, she had a pleasant smile, was polite and elegant, and was very ladylike. But when she saw Pei Yunxi there, Shi Zhenhua's eyes changed obviously, although the time was short.
“Dong Shi.”
“Dong Shi.”
Jiang Chen and Pei Yunxi greeted each other in unison.
Who is Shi Zhenhua? Seeing this scene, he instantly realized that he had been plotted. He remained calm and nodded with a smile.
"Sorry, I'm late, take a seat."
The host and guest took their seats.
"Dad. I have good news for you."
As soon as I sat down, I heard Miss Shi claiming credit: "I just established a film and television company and signed Miss Pei."
This is really good news.
Shi Zhenhua had actually found out a long time ago, but now that his daughter had taken the lead, and Pei Yunxi himself was also present, of course he couldn't have an attack.
"When did it happen? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Shi Qianqian seemed unaware of the turmoil under her father's peaceful smile, and said naturally: "Dad, "I don't want to give you a surprise."
Jiang Chen stayed quiet and restrained his expression, watching the other party's performance.
"It seems that dad underestimates you."
Shi Zhenhua smiled, making a pun, and then said: "Do you understand the film and television industry? Do you need dad to send someone to help you? Can you Don't delay Miss Pei's future."
How can Shi Qianqian agree? If her father sends someone over, what's the point of all her efforts?
She can't be her father's opponent when it comes to business methods. It may not be long before the company is taken over by his father.
"Dad, you don't need to worry about it. I don't understand this industry, but I can learn. No one is born with everything. Isn't this what you often say?"
Discussion With all the talk, Shi Zhenhua, a father, was probably no match for Shi Xixi, and he was quickly squeezed out and had nothing to say.
At this time, the importance of Pei Yunxi's presence is reflected.
If only Jiang Chen and Shi Qianqian were present, the boss might have become angry, but at this time he just smiled and said, "Let's order food."
Since it is in the name of acknowledgment, no matter what the actual purpose is, at least superficial efforts still need to be done.
"Xiaojiang, I haven't had time to formally thank you for what happened to Sissi last time..."
After the dishes were served, Shi Zhenhua condescended to him, put down his airs, and took the initiative to pick up the wine glass. . The wine is rice wine and the food is cold food.
Jiang Chen did not dare to neglect. While raising his glass, he hurriedly said: "Dr. Shi, you are serious. Miss Shi and I are friends. This is what I should do."< br>
Of course Pei Yunxi didn't know what was going on, but she knew her role in this meal very well. It was like she was here to accompany the meal and she didn't interrupt.
"Don't call me Dong Shi. Since you and Qianqian are friends, if you don't mind, just call me uncle."
As soon as these words came out, not mentioning Jiang Chen, even Pei Yunxi's heart It is inevitable that there will be waves.
Which one of those who is qualified to be called Uncle Shi Zhenhua is not a child of a powerful family?
In film and television scripts, this kind of situation should usually be a scene of beating mandarin ducks.
Pei Yunxi couldn't help but glance at Jiang Chen.
What ability does this young man have that makes Shi Zhenhua treat him so differently?
“Idiot, call for someone.”
Shi Xixi was also unexpected, but she was too lazy to consider what her father was thinking, so she couldn’t help but remind Shi Qianqian Jiang Chen.
Don’t underestimate Uncle Yiyi.
This represents an attitude.
"Uncle Shi."
Jiang Chen shouted in a somewhat unnatural manner.
Shi Zhenhua nodded.
"Sissi was spoiled by me and must have caused you a lot of trouble. Thank you for your tolerance for her. If it weren't for your help at the last charity dinner, I'm afraid our Shi family would have become the leader of the entire East China Sea. It’s a joke, and it even involves Miss Pei.”
Hearing this, Pei Yunxi, who has always been a competent spectator, couldn’t help but flash his eyes.
What does this mean?
Why does she seem a little hard to understand?
"Uncle Shi..., just don't take offense."
Jiang Chen was rather embarrassed.
The other party seemed to be thanking me, but in fact, he meant to apologize.
If it weren't for his generous donation, how could Shi Qianqian have the money to bid randomly?
“What’s wrong with you? I was young and can understand.”
Shi Zhenhua smiled nonchalantly.
Although he is profound, he is not a god and cannot understand people's hearts.
From his perspective, one can only see that Jiang Chen spends a lot of money to gain the beauty.
Just like he did to Pei Yunxi.
The only difference is that this young man’s goal is his daughter.
That’s right.
This is really a beautiful misunderstanding.
But since Bulgari’s charity dinner was mentioned, should the 300 million auction proceeds be paid back?
But this big boss didn't seem to know and didn't even mention it.
At the same time, Jiang Chen had noticed that the stunning actress next to him occasionally glanced at him a little abnormally.
Obviously.
Through some of Shi Zhenhua’s remarks, the other party may have heard some clues.
However, in this situation, he could only pretend that nothing happened and had no chance to talk to Pei Yunxi.
"Uncle Shi, do you know the owner of this club?"
After shouting a few times, Jiang Chen seemed to have gradually become comfortable with this title.
“We know each other, what’s wrong?”
“I see that this club is full of antiques, which are quite unique. Especially the calligraphy in this room, I want to take it back and copy it. ."
Shi Zhenhua suddenly smiled.
"She likes these better."
"Dad, why haven't you brought me here before?"
Shi Xixi asked casually, obviously it was her first time here.
Shi Zhenhua glanced at her and said, "You don't know what your temper is. If you make trouble here and destroy other people's things, I can't afford to pay for it."
Although I know that he It was probably a joke, but Jiang Chen was inevitably a little surprised when he heard this.
With the status and financial power of the Shi family, being able to make such a joke is enough to explain some problems.
"Dad, who is the boss?"
Shi Qianqian came and was curious.
“The one you admire most.”
“The one I admire most?”
Shi Xixi muttered something confused, unable to react, and her eyes widened in vain after a moment.
"Dad, are you saying that the owner of this club is Miss Lan?"
Shi Zhenhua nodded, "otherwise, who else can do something like this."
< br>Jiang Chen was startled.
Of course he knew who Miss Lan was referring to in Shi Qianqian's words.
He suddenly turned his head and looked at the seventeen copybooks hanging on the wall again.
Shaocheng.
Lanting’s former residence.
The body of a thief who died unknown in the canal.
The stolen artworks from the Art Museum of CUHK in Hong Kong...
Looking at the vigorous and elegant cursive writing of dragons and phoenixes, Jiang Chen's eyes kept fluctuating.
He used to think that the things displayed in the club were all high imitations that looked like real ones.
But now it seems.
This is clearly a genuine "museum"!
(End of this chapter)