"Can..." autumn old man son still want to say something, but was autumn Mu Ying to pull up.
"Grandfather, have your tea, or it will be cold."
Autumn Mu Ying while talking to grandfather wink at the same time, indicating that he does not care, this matter she will settle.
Later, Qiu muying poured a glass of wine to Wang xingduo and said with a smile, "director Wang, you misunderstood my grandfather's meaning."
"As for the relationship between you and my husband, we certainly know that you will try your best to help us. Of course, if there are difficulties, we have no choice but to wait. We can't let director Wang violate discipline. "
"Ying Ying, you..." autumn Mu Ying said, but let autumn light and others are anxious.
They set up the liquor Bureau today and called for Wang xingduo to come over to win the approval as soon as possible.
If they can wait, where do they let Qiu muying and his wife become lobbyists?
Hear autumn Mu Ying such words, autumn master two people natural heart anxious ah.
However, the autumn Mu Ying is to make an eye at them again, let them not have to interrupt, she has her own countermeasures.
"Well, let's not talk about that."
After Qiu muying was polite, he immediately changed the topic and said, "by the way, director Wang, I heard that you are very good at calligraphy and painting, aren't you?"
Wang xingduo was stunned. He didn't expect that Qiu muying knew him a lot. He did a lot of homework before he came here.
"Well." Wang xingduo nodded, "but it's not really any research. It's just influenced by my father and influenced by him, I like to look at some calligraphy and paintings, especially the works of great masters of ancient Chinese literature."
"I don't know. Has director Wang ever seen the paintings of Tang Bohu, a master of Chinese painting in the Ming Dynasty?" Autumn Mu Ying asks with a smile.
And heard here, Wang xingduo immediately a Leng, eyes are wide: "Tang Bohu?"
"You mean Tang Yin's paintings, the four great talents in the south of the Yangtze River?"
"Exactly." Autumn Mu Ying nods.
Wang xingduo quickly shook his head and said with emotion: "Tang Yin is the most outstanding painter in the Ming Dynasty, and his artistic attainments are among the best in the thousands of years of Chinese culture. Today, although there are paintings handed down, each one is a treasure. At auction, there are tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of them, which can not be met and sought! "
"I'm just a civil servant in a small town. How can I have a chance to see such treasures?"
"But if you have a chance to look at it closely in this life, you will die in peace."
Wang xingduo sighed.
Qiu muying saw this, but he continued to smile: "director Wang, I have a painting here. I don't know if it is an authentic work of Tang Yin. Please give it to my long eye."
"What? Do you really have Tang Yin's paintings? Come on, show it to me. " Wang xingduo, however, was also excited and stood up from his seat.
"Don't worry, director Wang. I'm going to get it. However, we are not sure whether it is true or not. We have to let director Wang have a look. "
While talking, Qiu muying lets Chu Wenfei take the painting out of his bag.
Wang xingduo can't wait to open it, and then a handed down painting is slowly unfolded in front of the public. It is Tang Yin's painting of visiting the hidden in Songxi!
Wang xingduo wiped his glasses, and then sat down on the table. He looked carefully, inch by inch. I don't know. I'm afraid he really thought that Wang xingduo was a great master in calligraphy and painting.
For a long time, Wang xingduo took off his glasses and rubbed his painful eyes.
"How about director Wang? Is this painting real? " Autumn Mu Ying smiles to ask a way, the tone is not urgent not slow, completely is a pair of wisdom bead in the grip appearance.