When she came to the calligraphy and painting shop mentioned in the evening, Dafa followed her in.
The service staff of the calligraphy and painting shop, after seeing the evening coming in, rushed forward, "Miss Xiang, you are here."
"Well, I'll pick up the painting I ordered before. How about the mounting?" Hearing the waiter's words, I simply looked at the shop in the evening and found that except for a woman in a red dress with a good back looking at the painting, the whole shop was very lonely.
"It's framed. I'll get it for you now." Nodding slightly, after the waiter finished, he quickly went to the inside.
After the waiter left, she strolled around the shop in the evening. Suddenly, her eyes were attracted by a picture in the upper right corner. Her slender fingertips gently rubbed her chin. Later, she fixed her eyes on the painting on top of her head, and the corners of her mouth gradually expanded.
"Miss Xiang, this is your painting." Take out the painting you asked for before the evening, the waiter said softly.
"Please take that picture down for me and have a look." However, for the waiter's words, the evening did not put on the heart, but pointed to the direction of his eyes just said.
When the waiter heard what she said in the evening, her eyes flashed with joy. She quickly took off the painting and carefully spread it on the table. "Miss Xiang, you have a good eye. This is the work of the famous artist Zhang Daqian, and this" jiacouple painting "is just returned by our boss."
"What? Zhang Daqian's calligraphy and painting? Where is it? " Just as the waiter's voice just dropped, the woman in red standing in the corner suddenly raised her voice and asked.
Hearing this woman's voice, she frowned at night, but she was still looking down at the calligraphy and painting on the table.
In fact, the reason why she became fond of calligraphy and painting late at night was that she studied calligraphy and painting seriously in the process of shooting an advertisement, and then she gradually became addicted to it.
however, after watching the paintings in the late evening, there was a sudden smell of perfume around her, and then her body was pushed away by force.
"Is this Zhang Daqian's calligraphy and painting? I don't think it's different. It's more than 150 million. Isn't it too exaggerated? " The woman in red looked at the calligraphy and painting in front of her, glanced at her mouth and said.
Evening gloomy face, looking at the eyes of this has been noisy woman, water bright eyes are full of displeasure.
Dafa stood on one side and looked at the present appearance of the evening, frowning slightly. He quickly went forward and asked in a low voice, "madam, do I want to throw this woman out?"
Well
Hearing Dafa's words, the evening was full of anger. She raised her head and looked at Dafa's serious face. She gently waved her hand, "it's OK. I just want to have a look."
"Well, people like you can only look at it. Why, do you have money to buy it?" In the evening voice just fell, standing on one side of the red woman directly cold bang, full of disdain looking at the evening said.
speechless, looking at the woman who talked with her at night, though she really wanted to make complaints about her ignorance, she could not think of her own mood until she was better.