Chen Ping frowned and glanced at Gao Yang.

The latter glared at him angrily and sneered: "I asked you to be late for delivering a painting. Do you think you don't take Uncle Jiang seriously at all?"

Snapped!

Jiang Guomin came over with an angry face and slapped Chen Ping on the face.

He said angrily: "How could I have such a good-for-nothing son-in-law like you? I'm really embarrassed by you!"

This sudden slap made everyone in the exhibition hall feel shocked.

However, their faces were not filled with sympathy, but ridicule.

Gao Yang was extremely unhappy when he saw Jiang Guomin beating Chen Ping in front of so many people.

Well played!

This piece of trash should be beaten.

Chen Ping's eyes were filled with chills, but he quickly suppressed it and said dully, "I'm sorry, dad, something delayed me on the way."

snort!

Jiang Guomin snorted coldly, took the painting, calmed down, turned around and walked away with a smile, saying: "Come on, come on, Tang Bohu's original work, "Spring Mountain Companions"."

Here, Gao Yang stood arrogantly in front of the embarrassed Chen Ping, tugged at the collar of his suit, and said proudly: "Chen Ping, you can really endure this. I don't know how a trash like you managed to marry Jiang Wan."

of."

Provocation, ridicule.

Chen Ping smiled coldly and said, "This has nothing to do with you."

Gao Yang snorted coldly and said, "Still not convinced? You don't even know what you are. Uncle Jiang doesn't like you at all. As long as I work harder, you will be kicked out of the Jiang family soon."

By then, you will be a lost dog, and I really want to see you wagging your tail and begging for mercy at that time!"

Gao Yang laughed a few times, and finally cast a mocking glance at Chen Ping, then turned around and shouted to Jiang Guomin.

Here, Zheng Tai came here early in the morning.

He saw the previous scene and felt very annoyed.

"Mr. Chen, do you want me to teach that boy a lesson for you?" Zheng Tai walked over and asked in a low voice.

Chen Ping shook his head, frowned and said coldly: "No, this is my own business, do your part."

Zheng Tai panicked and nodded hurriedly.

If other people saw this, they would definitely be shocked beyond measure.

Zheng Tai, the underground emperor of Shangjiang City, actually treated an ordinary young man with such respect.

Moreover, looking like that, he was actually very scared.

Incredible!

Chen Ping took a deep breath and stood in the corner of the exhibition hall, doing nothing.

Over there, there was a crowd of people. Jiang Guomin proudly shared Tang Bohu's "Spring Mountain Companion" with a group of old friends and collectors.

The overflowing happiness made Chen Ping feel vaguely worried.

My father-in-law will not really allow him to divorce Jiang Wan.

How to save this broken marriage?

"Lao Jiang, this painting is amazing and authentic!"

"Put it up for auction, at least five million!"

"More than that, I think it costs ten million!"

A group of people were admiring the painting and talking about it.

Ten million?

When Jiang Guomin heard this, he was not only happy but also shocked.

One painting costs ten million.

"Xiao Gao, did you really give this painting to me?" Jiang Guomin asked Gao Yang, who was standing beside him.

After all, this is 10 million, just give it to yourself for nothing?

Gao Yang naturally understood what Jiang Guomin meant and said openly: "Uncle Jiang, of course this painting is for you. I don't know about collecting. This painting should be in the hands of a collector like you."

The value of its existence!”

I have to say that Gao Yang is quite good at flattering.

Jiang Guomin was very happy now. He patted Gao Yang on the shoulder and said with a smile on his face: "Come to my house for dinner another day, and I will ask Aunt Yang to cook you some special dishes."

How could Jiang Guomin fail to see Gao Yang's thoughts and interest in his daughter?

But he is also a face-saving person. Jiang Wan is already married to Chen Ping. Is it possible that he really wants to break them up and let his daughter marry Gao Yang?

That means you are getting married for the second time, and you can no longer show off your old face.

Perhaps, you can go back and ask your daughter for her opinion.

With this thought, Jiang Guomin glanced at Chen Ping, who was standing stupidly in the corner, and felt very unhappy. He snorted coldly and muttered: "What a worthless thing!"

Chen Ping also noticed the way his father-in-law looked at him, and he grinned, but received a blank look in return.

Yes, my father-in-law looks down on me.

At this time, outside the Guohua exhibition hall, a luxurious Bentley parked at the door.

In an instant, several female receptionists came to greet him.

Feng Ruixiang specially came to Guohua Exhibition Hall today. He heard that there will be a treasure from the Ming Dynasty on display here today, and it is an authentic work of Tang Bohu!

He is very curious.

I am a well-known collector in China. When I heard that there were good things to be exhibited, I naturally wanted to come and see them with my own eyes.

Entering the exhibition hall, Feng Ruixiang's identity immediately caused quite a stir.

"Holy crap! Isn't that Feng Ruixiang and Feng Dong from Guohua Trading!"

"The master of the collection world, he's actually here too!"

"It's amazing. Jiang Guomin's painting even shocked the giant Buddha."

Many prominent people in Shangjiang City greeted Feng Ruixiang respectfully and fawned over him.

Not only is he famous as a famous collector, he is also an old Dong with a net worth of more than 3 billion!

Of course, the masters of collecting are all boasted by locals and have a small reputation.

But in this place, that is a master-level figure, and there is no need to discuss it.

At this time, Jiang Guomin came out from the innermost exhibition hall with a smile on his face, followed by seven or eight people, all of whom were his friends.

"Oh, Master Feng came to the exhibition in person. It's a long way to go, but I still hope Haihan will do it."

Jiang Guomin was extremely excited at this moment. Feng Ruixiang, a master of collecting, had come in person. His reputation would suddenly increase a lot.

"Mr. Jiang, you're welcome. I'm here because of your reputation. I'm really bothering you."

Feng Ruixiang shook hands with Jiang Guomin politely, with a smile on his face.

"It's my honor, Jiang, for Master Feng to come. I'll show you around. These are all things I tinker with and play with, and they can't be compared with Master Feng's collection."

When Jiang Guomin met Feng Ruixiang at this time, he was as humble as a novice in the collecting world meeting his teacher.

When Gao Yang met Feng Ruixiang, he naturally would not miss the opportunity to curry favor with him.

He stepped forward, shook hands with him enthusiastically, and said: "Hello, Director Feng, I am Gao Yang, the general manager of Xingmeng Media. Nice to meet you."

Feng Ruixiang shook hands with him politely. Just as he was about to speak, Gao Yang continued: "Director Feng, I am organizing this exhibition today. How about I take you to see it in person?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Guomin's face fell as he stood behind Gao Yang.

This kid, don’t you see yourself standing here?

Do you need him to take it to see in person?

However, Gao Yang completely forgot about Jiang Guomin at this moment, and introduced Feng Ruixiang very diligently and proactively.

Although Jiang Guomin was slightly dissatisfied, he still followed and added a few words from time to time.

The people behind him also nodded frequently and held Feng Ruixiang high in their arms.

Many people were muttering on the sidelines:

"Xiajiang people are going to be famous in the industry now, and Feng Ruixiang is here."

"No, whatever Master Feng likes, it starts with a few hundred or tens of millions."

"There is nothing I can do. Although I have a good-for-nothing son-in-law, I have a rich future son-in-law."

A group of people were talking quietly, with expressions of envy and jealousy.
To be continued...