"Hey, Xiaosheng, Xiaosheng..."

Li Qianjue shouted several times in a hurry and chased him out, but Mo Xiaosheng and Yue Renwang walked too fast. When he chased them out, they had already got off the elevator.

"Mr. Mo, thank you!"

After leaving the office building, Yue Renwang suddenly thanked Mo Xiaosheng in a low voice.

"Huh? Thank me for what?!"

Mo Xiaosheng smiled in surprise. The trace of anger just now was immediately dissipated by King Yue Ren's words.

"Nothing, just thank you!"

King Yue Ren said calmly with no expression on his face.

If Mo Xiaosheng really cooperates with the Xuanyi Sect, he will still follow Mo Xiaosheng, but he will feel uncomfortable in his heart. Now that Mo Xiaosheng said these words, he felt relieved, and he also knew

,In terms of character, Mr. Mo really has no choice!

"Brother Yue, nothing's wrong now. You can go back to the hospital. I'll go home and see my father-in-law. He seems a little angry!"

Mo Xiaosheng asked Yue Renwang to go back to the hospital to accompany Yin'er, while he took a taxi and hurried back home.

"Ouch... I'm so angry... who are these people? Are they obviously bandits..."

As soon as Mo Xiaosheng entered the house, he heard his father-in-law's feeble shouting.

The more Qiao De thought about it, the angrier he became. He was in his fifties and sixties, and he had never been bullied like this before, especially when the gang of gangsters were fighting just now.

A few strands of hair were torn off, and a few handfuls were torn out, which was like carving out the flesh in his heart. Naturally, he was very angry!

"Okay, hasn't Xiaosheng already taught those people a lesson?"

Dongqing came over quickly to persuade Qiao De. She was still holding a bowl of chicken soup in her hand, "Come on, let's eat something first. Being angry is harmful to the body. We people are getting older now and we have to be more open-minded about everything!"

"Ouch, I can't eat, I have no appetite..."

Qiao De said feebly while lying on the sofa. Qiao Yiyi and Luo Yilin were sitting next to him, both of whom were constantly comforting him.

"Uncle Mo, grandpa is not feeling well, please help him quickly!"

At this time, Jiajia saw Mo Xiaosheng coming back and ran over quickly, holding his hand and asking him to go see Qiao De.

"Okay, Dad, what a big deal!"

Mo Xiaosheng smiled helplessly at Qiao De. "I'll give you two injections later!"

"Xiaosheng, the more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel. Oops, I can't do it anymore. I'm so angry. I'm so angry..."

Qiao De said weakly, clutching his chest, his face looking very ugly!

"Xiaosheng, please help dad take a look!"

Qiao Yiyi and Luo Yilin were frightened when they saw this and hurriedly called Mo Xiaosheng.

"Dong dong dong!"

Just as Mo Xiaosheng was about to speak, there was a knock on the door. Mo Xiaosheng turned around and opened the door. When he saw Zhou Chen coming, he suddenly looked overjoyed and said in surprise, "Oh, Mr. Zhou, why is it you? You

Why does this busy man have time to come to my place!"

"You picked me, right?!"

Zhou Chen pointed at Mo Xiaosheng and said with a smile, "I'm not busy because you, the second boss, are the hands-off shopkeeper all day long!"

Zhou Chen has not been in the capital for long. As a foreign company, if it wants to establish a foothold here, it will naturally have to make more efforts.

But thanks to Mo Xiaosheng, if it weren't for Mo Xiaosheng's influence, he wouldn't be able to continue working in the capital. This is why he insisted on attracting Mo Xiaosheng to become a shareholder in the first place.

"Okay, don't tell anyone, let's go into the house!"

Mo Xiaosheng smiled.

"Uncle, Aunt Li, Aunt Qin, don't be surprised if I haven't come to see you even after you have been here for so many days. The company is really too busy!"

Zhou Chen smiled and greeted everyone in the room.

"Oh, Xiaochen, here we come..."

Joad said weakly.

"Uncle, I brought you a painting of Dong Qichang's "Distant Peaks Splashing Green Pictures". I wanted you to... Ouch, what's wrong with you... Are you feeling unwell?"

Zhou Chen was just about to take out the scroll in his hand from the brocade cloth when he noticed Qiao De's pale face and quickly asked with concern.

"What?!"

Qiao De, who was originally lying on the sofa like a disabled person, suddenly had his eyes lit up. He sat up suddenly, his energy was bright, and he asked excitedly, ""Distant Peaks Splashing Green Pictures" by Dong Qichang of the Huating School?!

"

"Yes, authentic!"

Zhou Chen nodded quickly.

"Oh, come on, come on, take it out and let me see!"

Qiao De jumped up like a carp. His skills were as good as those of professional athletes, but he was not even half sick. He rubbed his hands, and excitedly called Zhou Chen to go to the dining table nearby, and then ran to the room downstairs to look for him.

Reading glasses.

The expressions on everyone's faces froze when they saw this scene, and they were quite surprised. They looked like they were dying just now, but in the blink of an eye they were alive and kicking again...

"Damn old man!"

Holly cursed bitterly. She felt that Qiao De was probably just pretending.

Luo Yilin couldn't help covering her mouth and smiled, and Qiao Yiyi couldn't help but laugh a little angrily.

"Uncle, please watch first, Xiaosheng and I have something to discuss!"

After Zhou Chen laid out the paintings for Qiao De, he called Mo Xiaosheng to the bedroom.

Mo Xiaosheng saw Zhou Chen's serious expression, as if something had happened. He frowned and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? What happened?!"

"Xiaosheng, you have to help me no matter what this time. After all, you are also the boss. If this matter is not resolved, our auction house will not be able to continue working!"

Zhou Chen said with a bitter face.

"What happened, just say it!"

Mo Xiaosheng had never seen Zhou Chen look so embarrassed before, so he knew that he must have encountered something difficult.

"You said... in the field of antique calligraphy and painting, are there two identical authentic ones?!"

There was a trace of bitterness in Zhou Chen's expression, and he asked tentatively, "It's exactly the same, and it's all true!"

"You're kidding me, how can there be an exact replica of the original!"

Mo Xiaosheng said with a helpless smile, "Throughout the ages, all well-known calligraphers, painters, and jade sculptors, when creating, pay attention to their mood. No matter how careful they are, no matter how much they want to copy the original, there will be something wrong.

The discrepancies are the same as for later generations’ copying versions. No matter how careful the copying is, there are still slight differences. Unless it is copied using current technology, it can be exactly the same, but it can be seen at a glance that it is a fake! "

"You...you haven't encountered it before?"

Zhou Chen curled his lips and said with a bitter look on his face, "But I encountered..."

Um?"

Mo Xiaosheng frowned, somewhat surprised, and asked doubtfully, "You mean, you encountered the same antiques or calligraphy and paintings?!"

“Antiques, calligraphy and paintings!”

Zhou Chen specially changed the word "or" that Mo Xiaosheng said, his face was full of bitterness, and he felt like he was about to cry.

"Wha...what?!"

Mo Xiaosheng's eyes widened with disbelief on his face. He, who had always been calm, was also deeply shocked this time, "You mean, you not only encountered two identical calligraphy and paintings, but also encountered an identical antique.

Authentic?!"

"That's right, one painting and one brush wash!"

Zhou Chen shook his head and sighed, and said, "I can't explain it to you even if I tell you this. You'd better go to the company with me to have a look!"

Mo Xiaosheng nodded solemnly and said, "Okay, I'll go take a look with you!"

He frowned. He really couldn't imagine that there was such a strange thing. He felt in his heart that there was something fishy about this matter. At the same time, he was puzzled. He secretly wondered if Zhou Chen's treasure appraiser was not good enough and couldn't see it.

Find out the difference between the two.

After the two agreed, they hurried out.

"Oh, Xiaochen, your painting is so good. I really can't put it down. If you don't mind, just sell it to me!"

Qiao De came up to him with a smile and said eagerly.

"Uncle, I see how unintentional your words are. I bought this painting specifically for you. I originally planned to bring it back to you when I returned to Heyang. Now that you are in the capital, I will bring it to you directly.

come over!"

Zhou Chen smiled at Qiao De and said, his words were sincere and not polite.

"Oh, how dare I accept such a huge gift! No, no, no, I have to give you money, otherwise I can't take it!"
To be continued...