Chapter 44

In Zhou Yingying's eyes full of reverence and admiration, Lin Yuan fled, even in the face of the enemy of life and death.

He was really worried about what would happen if he stayed here. The girl's eyes were too clear.

As for saying that Xu aiqian lost his mind like he was mad, Lin Yuan was too lazy to talk nonsense. He slapped Xu aiqian faintly and let the expert drag him away.

Back to the company to take Bai Shuang home, but in the face of his wife's eyes full of doubts, Lin Yuan can only shrug his shoulders helplessly.

"What else have you been hiding from me, and what has my father been hiding from me?"

Several things have proved that Lin Yuan is not so simple on the surface, and can not be a little white face, but what kind of truth is hidden behind it, she has been wondering.

These Lin Yuan, of course, or casually find a topic to talk about. When they get home, they find that there is a gilded invitation on the living room.

After seeing this invitation letter, a recording came immediately, and I lost my doubts. I opened it and took a look, breathed a breath slowly, and finally got the invitation letter with great effort.

"What's this?"

"Isn't there news about welfare homes today? This time, Zhao's group also paid attention, and announced that it would hold a charity dinner to auction the family's treasures, and all the auction funds would be donated to social institutions. "

Lin Yuan immediately understood that Bai Shuang had promised to reach a cooperative relationship with the Zhao group at the family banquet before, and this charity party was the best entry point. Maybe he could meet the leader of the Zhao group.

"I heard that this invitation is not easy to handle. I don't know how many group companies want to go in. This is a great opportunity to expand their contacts. At that time, all the top people in the city will appear at the banquet."

Ye Xiaoxiao doesn't know where to lean out her head and snatches the invitation excitedly.

"Get ready. Tomorrow night is the charity party. Let's go there together and hope to see the head of the Zhao family. I want to have a try."

Looking at his wife so positive, Lin Yuan is not easy to say anything. In his opinion, isn't it just an invitation? Even the dinner party of the French royal family sent people to invite him personally, which he did not care about.

Time flies.

Under the strong request of Ye Xiaoxiao and his wife, Lin Yuan had to put on a decent tuxedo. Although he had unexpected temperament, he was intoxicated.

Of course, Lin Yuan didn't like this kind of clothes very much. First of all, he limited his mobility. Moreover, his clothes were too restrained. He preferred loose and comfortable clothes.

This charity party collected a large number of precious auction items, including not only ancient famous paintings, but also the painstaking works of contemporary Chinese painting masters.

It is said that the master will also come in person. In addition, local celebrities also gather here. Hundreds of luxury cars just park outside.

"It's a pity that we didn't prepare to invite experts, otherwise we can buy some genuine products tonight."

Although it is said that there will be no fakes in the auction items of charity parties, it is not sure. After all, many rich people like to search for valuable antiques, and maybe their collections are all fakes.

Ye Xiaoxiao came all the way, looking at the auction items on both sides of the night, can't help sighing.

"Don't worry. I'm making sure you can't buy fake goods. Maybe you can pick up the leak tonight."

Lin Yuangang happened to pass by a display cabinet, in which there are ordinary jade pendants, which are full of marks and even cracks. They are all rags.

Only a few eyes are smiling.

Lin Yuan and his wife walked into the meeting hall, while Mr. Zhao, the leader of the Zhao family backstage, closed his eyes and gently massaged two young girls.

"Have you counted all the people who came this evening?"

The old man spoke slowly, and the people on the side quickly took out the statistical list and put it in front of the old man.

"How come Baishuang is also here?"

Zhao can't help frowning, and then in his eyes is a flash of insidious, gently picked up the pen in the above.

"The Bai family wants to cooperate with us. It doesn't matter if we cooperate, but before that, we have to beat it up to see who is the real first family. We'll send someone to treat Bai Shuang well tonight."

The Bai family and the Zhao family have always had an unfriendly relationship, and they are both powerful, secretly fighting for the first place.

It is because of this that Bai Shuang is so reluctant to take over this task, because the possibility is too low, and it is even more difficult to reach a cooperative relationship.

At the entrance, Bai Shuang stops in front of a landscape painting, unwilling to leave.

"I didn't expect that I could meet you here in Baishan's own paintings. This kind of landscape and artistic conception makes people deeply immersed in it. Even if the ancient masters were born again, I'm afraid it's just like this.""It's a coincidence that you can meet your idol's work. This painting must be the focus of competition tonight. You have to take it easy. At least you can shoot more than 10 million yuan."

Lin Yuan stood aside, his face was calm, but he was a little strange. He had painted this painting, but he still collected it in the treasure Pavilion of the temple of war god. How could he come here.

After looking at it carefully, I couldn't help laughing. This painting is really a fake, but the level of the people who draw it is really good. Ordinary people can't see it, and even the connoisseur can't distinguish it clearly.

Of course, in front of the original author, it must be impossible to hide it, but what Lin Yuan didn't expect was that his wife was still his own fan, which was really unexpected.

"No matter how much you want to get this painting tonight, even if it's 20 million yuan, I'm willing to give up. Unfortunately, master Baishan is not here, otherwise you can ask for advice."

Bai Shuang didn't want to leave. Her eyes were full of eagerness. She didn't see that the painting was fake at all.

"Wife, let's hurry to enter, but it's just a fake painting. What's good to see?"

Of course, Lin Yuan can't see Bai Shuang buy a fake, and still imitate his works.

So just export to remind a, the result, who knows white frost on the spot is turned around.

"If it's anything else, I believe you, but the painting in front of you is definitely master Baishan's own painting. The outline of the lines and the distribution between thick ink and light color are all his typical personal style, full of free and uninhibited, and an indescribable natural and unrestrained style is displayed on the paper."