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Chapter 392 The Female Director's Buttocks

Zheng Taihua opened it very carefully. About ten centimeters away, the ink and ink part of the scroll suddenly appeared. Gao Shaoyu felt a little relieved. He was really worried that after opening it, it would be all white paper.

The exquisite picture scroll from the beginning still makes people feel reassured, but the further down it goes, the more people are worried. I thought to myself, don't get damaged in the center, otherwise it will be a big trouble.

But after Zheng Taihua opened them all, at least Gao Shaoyu felt a little relieved whether it was true or not. The whole painting was intact. When he thought that under the cover of the Xiangui painting, it was probably an authentic painting, Gao Shaoyu hurriedly looked carefully and felt it first.

The heavy feeling seemed to be even stronger than the three-legged golden toad before.

"This?" Gao Shaoyu suddenly took a breath of cold air and said with a surprised look on his face.

Zheng Taihua nodded, excitement showing on his face.

"This is the picture of Hexiang Pavilion." Gao Shaoyu looked at it carefully and looked at Zheng Taihua again uncertainly.

"Well, I was surprised when I saw it for the first time. It seems that you made the right bet. The value of the Immortal Osmanthus Picture made by Emperor Qianlong is far inferior to this and the Xiangting Picture." Zheng Taihua said happily.

"The Hexiang Pavilion painting painted by Shen Zhou in the Ming Dynasty is indeed very valuable." Gao Shaoyu nodded and said with a bitter smile: "Manager Zheng, the look on your face just now scared me."

"Haha, if you are scared, then you look like a young person. Don't always act calm and calm. It would be bad if you lose the liveliness and activeness of young people." Zheng Taihua burst into laughter.

Gao Shaoyu scratched his head with a wry smile and began to look at the painting.

"Shen Zhou was the founder of the Wu School in the Ming Dynasty. He was famous for his landscape painting. He also had a relatively deep attainment in flower and bird paintings, and was also very proficient in figures. This and the Xiang Pavilion painting are mainly based on landscapes, which is what he is best at. Naturally, he is better than Yi Dang.

Qianlong's Immortal Gui Tu, where the emperor is his profession, is much better." Zheng Taihua said with a smile.

"The brush strokes of the mountain painting are firm, the ink of the tree painting is thick and elegant, and the courtyard painting is completed in one go. It gives the man-made courtyard the realm of rich natural scenery. Perhaps this is what makes Shen Zhou's paintings different from ordinary people." Gao Shaoyu's face.

Say it seriously.

"Yes, Xiao Gao, you can deeply observe the differences in the strokes of each painting. This is very rare. It shows that you have a thorough study of calligraphy and painting. Fortunately, I did not drive you away at the beginning, otherwise I would regret it now." Zheng Taihua

His eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly.

"Manager Zheng, you are so flattering. Although I haven't been in Baorenxuan for many days, I have been exposed to a lot of information. It just allowed me to make up for my system. Otherwise, I might not even know what this and the Xiangting Picture are.

?" Gao Shaoyu said humbly.

"Okay, okay, young people know how to be humble and know how to learn, which is more precious than anything else." Zheng Taihua obviously liked Gao Shaoyu more and more the more he looked at him. He nodded repeatedly and planned to cultivate him well.

"Manager Zheng, I want to sell this and Xiangting pictures directly to Bao Renxuan, do you think it's okay?" Gao Shaoyu suddenly said.

"The auction price in Hexiangting Tu must be good. Even if you keep it, it will also be a good value-added item. Didn't you just borrow 300,000 yuan, and the two pieces just now are worth more than 1 million yuan, so why are you short of money again?

"Zheng Taihua said in surprise.

"Something happened to my sister's shop, and I want to help her." Gao Shaoyu said seriously.

"Okay." Zheng Taihua nodded and didn't ask any more questions, as if he believed that Gao Shaoyu wouldn't act haphazardly. If he knew that the money was given to the underworld to rob factories and warehouses, he would be so angry that he would scold his mother.

Gao Shaoyu felt guilty and had to lie.

"I will give you three million for this and Xiangting Tu." Zheng Taihua said solemnly.

"Ah, it's too high." Gao Shaoyu waved his hands repeatedly.

"Xiao Gao, don't be too nervous. I didn't give such a high price just because you were the one selling it. Of course, if it were an outsider selling it, I would have offered it up to 2.6 million. But you are different. You are from Bao Renxuan, and

Like Chen Jie and Wan Qing, if they sell this painting, I will give them three million," Zheng Taihua said with a smile.

"Including the 1.2 million for the colorful Magu birthday plate and the diamond-shaped purple clay pot, the total is 4.2 million. Excluding the 300,000 I borrowed last time, Manager Zheng, you can give me 3.5 million

That's all." Gao Shaoyu said seriously, it's not that he doesn't love money, it's already wrong for him to lie in the first place, and he doesn't want to take advantage of Bao Renxuan anymore.

Sometimes a loss is a blessing, not to mention such a large amount of money is far enough, and he also has his own clear bottom line.

"You, people thought the money was too little, but you were afraid of having too much money, so you wiped out 400,000 yuan at once." Zheng Taihua's eyes were surprised, and he could see that Gao Shaoyu was serious, so he smiled bitterly.

"Next time, Manager Zheng, just give me more." Gao Shaoyu said with a smile.

"Okay, now that you have said it, this time it will be 3.5 million. Knowing that you are in a hurry to use the money, I will ask the bank to transfer the money directly to your account." Zheng Taihua said with a smile, and immediately dialed

On the phone, it seemed that the person in charge of the ICBC was given Gao Shaoyu’s name.

Because Bao Renxuan's salary is settled by the Bank of Communications and has an independent account, so he can just state his name, because the call made by Manager Zheng was obviously arranged as soon as possible.

I just hung up the phone here, and within just a minute, Gao Shaoyu received a text message on his phone.

"Quite fast." Gao Shaoyu said with joy in his heart. Suddenly, for no reason, he thought of the female director of ICBC who sent cash last time. Her unusually plump and round buttocks made him feel warm in his heart and nose. He almost died.

Nosebleed again.

He was so frightened that he quickly covered his nose, and was relieved when he found that there was nothing left.

"Okay, it's time to get off work. Where are you going, Xiao Gao? I'll give you a ride." Zheng Taihua said with a smile.

"Excuse me, Manager Zheng. I'm going to the city center." Gao Shaoyu thought for a moment that it would be faster to take a car, and nodded.

"Let's go." Zheng Taihua smiled and walked out, followed closely by Gao Shaoyu. Song Hao was not there outside, he must have gone to eat.

Gao Shaoyu got off the car when he got to the city center and found an ICBC branch. Worried that he didn't have enough money, he transferred an extra 500,000 to Chen Biao's account. The total was 2.5 million. After adding the account balance, he still had 1.2 million left.

More than one hundred thousand.

This amount of money is a huge amount considering Dongyang's consumption level.

Gao Shaoyu couldn't help but sigh. Once upon a time, he probably never dreamed that he would have so much money. In just a few months, everything has become a reality.

It seemed that a transfer had been received over there, so Chen Biao made a hurried call. After confirming that the five hundred thousand was too much, he dared to use it with confidence.

Gao Shaoyu nodded secretly. Chen Biao was meticulous about big things and didn't have to worry about small things. He was a shrewd and hard-working person. It seemed that he had not found the wrong person.


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