Chapter 135

"Of course, if Uncle Bai doesn't agree, it won't be her boyfriend."

Lu yunqi said with a smile without hesitation.

He really didn't expect that Bai Qiyun could see the problem after such a short time?

No, he didn't see it!

"Ha ha, you boy, it is indeed like a simultaneous interpreting, it is a talented person!"

White clouds cannot be pierced.

How to say, he has eaten more salt than Lu yunqi has eaten rice. How can Bai Qiyun not hear such smooth words?

"What does uncle Bai think of my brother? Can he deserve your white tea?" Lu yunqi asked with a smile.

Whether from their own point of view or the company's point of view, if white tea and Gu Yuege really come together, it will be beneficial without harm.

"Let's discuss this later." Bai Qiyun waved his hand and then turned to Bai Cha and others.

At this look, he was speechless, and the three black lines on his forehead were about to appear.

Because at this time, Zhao Yuxin was looking at the ancient Moon Song with a smile on her face, and from time to time she also burst out laughing.

"White tea, take your friends and go to the manor first. Your grandpa should be here soon. I'll tell your mother something." Bai Qiyun interrupted several people's chat.

"Oh, OK!" White tea quickly agreed.

Even gave Bai Qiyun a grateful look.

She felt that if her mother continued to "cross examine" like this, it was estimated that people would not dare to come to Bai's house in the future.

With that, Bai Cha quickly took Gu Yuege's hand, took Qi Xuanxuan and went out.

"Aunt, uncle, we'll go first!" Qi Xuanxuan said goodbye.

"Well, go, go!" Zhao Yuxin said with a smile.

As for the white cloud, I just took a faint look and responded.

After Bai Cha took a few people away, Zhao Yuxin turned back unhappily, stared at Bai Qiyun and said, "Lao Bai, what do you mean, even if you don't like your son-in-law, there are master Qi's granddaughter. Who can you show you with a bitter face?"

"Hey, don't wrong me. My skin is black, you know!"

Now there are no outsiders in the study. Bai Qiyun returned to his desk to observe it carefully and muttered.

"Cut, what does your bitter face have to do with dark skin?" Zhao Yuxin said unhappily, "I warn you, Gu Yuege is still a very good young man. He is gentle and elegant. He matches our white tea very well. I look very good!"

"Should we investigate?" Bai Qiyun asked tentatively.

In front of outsiders, he is an iron faced and selfless general manager Bai. At home, he is an old white with raking ears.

However, for the background investigation of her son-in-law, this is the process that the Bai family must follow, and Zhao Yuxin didn't say anything.

The necessary investigation is still needed.

"The investigation belongs to the investigation, but you have a better attitude towards others. There are others. You should always keep such a straight face and spread it. Who dares to marry your daughter in the future?"

"I can warn you that if you dare to delay my daughter's lifelong happiness, I will tear you up!"

Zhao Yuxin pondered for a moment and warned.

"OK, OK, I know!" Bai Qiyun quickly confessed.

Zhao Yuxin stood up, sorted out her clothes and said, "just know. Remember, you can't do this for a while."

With that, Zhao Yuxin left the study.

After all, people come home for the first time. As the host and hostess of the white family, they can't be absent. Others think they don't welcome people.

However, at the moment, Bai Qiyun doesn't want to care about so many details. Anyway, Zhao Yuxin can go there.

In the study, Bai Qiyun heard footsteps farther and farther away until he couldn't hear them at last.

Immediately lie down on the table and watch this "joining the army" seriously.

While watching, his mouth kept praising: "good words, good poetry, have to be framed!"

The more you think about it, the more excited you are. Look around and confirm that there is no one around.

Take it out and dial a number.

After the phone rang a few times, an old voice came: "Xiaobai, suddenly call. What's the matter?"

"Well, Mr. Qian, I heard that you have a good golden nanmu?" Bai Qiyun asked in a voice.

"Good boy, your father doesn't dare to hit me on the head. You have a lot of courage!" The old man on the other end of the phone is Qian Chun, President of the Chinese Cultural Association.

In his tone, he was very angry.

"Old Qian, it's said that good words match good materials. I recently got a pair of good words. I think only your jinsinan can match it!"

Bai Qiyun said proudly and then said, "believe it or not, you see this word, I don't need it. I'm sure you'll take the initiative to give me the material!"

"It's windy outside ~ ~ don't flash your tongue ~" Qian Chun said faintly.

Obviously, I think Bai Qiyun is bragging.

"Qian Lao, where are you now? Why don't I take it and let you give it to me?" Bai Qiyun asked directly.

Hearing what he said, Qian Chun seemed to have such a thing, so he told his position.

Bai Qiyun carefully folded the rice paper and specially vacated a mahogany box to hold the calligraphy and painting.

doorway.

A black car is on standby.

Holding the wooden box, Bai Qiyun went to the front of the car and said to a bodyguard in a black suit, "go, go to Mr. Qian's house!"

The bodyguard heard the sound, punched in the door and sat on the co pilot.

The driver drove towards Qian Chun's house.

In half an hour.

The car came to Qian Chun's courtyard.

As soon as Bai Qiyun got off the bus, he saw Qian Chun smiling and asked, "what kind of calligraphy and painting is it, Bai family boy, that makes you have the courage to hit my jinsinan's attention?"

"Hey hey, Qian Lao, let's go in and have a look." Bai Qiyun proudly patted the wooden box in the creaky nest.

Although Qian Chun doesn't live as resplendent as the Bai family, his reputation in China is no lower than Bai Qiyun's father.

As the literary leader of the whole Chinese country, his students are all over the political, business and military circles. It can be said that he is a powerful man.

Moreover, Qian Chun and Bai Gang have an old relationship for decades.

They came to the study.

Qian Chun smiled and said, "take it out. Are you afraid I'll rob you?"

He said, but his eyes fell on the wooden box in the creaking nest of white clouds.

He knows that Bai Qiyun is not a person without a target. What can make him so confident should still be a little level of calligraphy and painting.

"Don't worry, I have to slow down. I can't break it!" Bai Qiyun carefully took out the wooden box.

"Cut, look at your nervousness. I don't know. I thought you got an authentic work of Tang Bohu!" Qian Chun could not help but make complaints about Tucao.

"More valuable than that!"

Bai Qiyun is also a person who knows the goods. He knows how well this picture is written. He also knows how fake Tang Bohu's authentic works are in the market.

It can be said that this word can kill all contemporary calligraphers, even those ancient people.