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Chapter 191

Chapter 191

If it was someone else's call, even if it was from Tan Junda, Jiang Zhihao might not answer it at this time.

But Jin Zhengqing was different. This old man was a famous calligrapher and painter, and he had just earned nearly ten million from others. After the transaction was completed, he stopped answering the phone. It was really unreasonable.

While patting Zhong Jiawei's back to comfort him, he picked up the phone and connected it. Jin Zhengqing's angry voice came from the phone: "Little friend Jiang, how are you doing lately? Have you collected any good calligraphy and painting?"

Jiang Zhihao said politely: "I'm just a part-timer, not a real collector. How could I have such an excellent collection of paintings and calligraphy as Mr. Jin's?"

The flattery, neither light nor heavy, made Jin Zhengqing very happy. He laughed and said: "That's true. Compared to the collection of calligraphy and painting, I really don't think I am losing to anyone. But I will call you today.

It’s not about calligraphy and painting, but Nanmen Jiasheng asked me to invite you to dinner, saying that I want to thank you for your life-saving grace. The fate you gave him in the teahouse last time came true. It’s so amazing that even I

I wanted to ask if you know how to read faces or something."

Speaking of Nanmen Jiasheng, Jiang Zhihao immediately remembered what happened last time. According to Jin Zhengqing's statement, the disaster Nanmen Jiasheng encountered in the movie theater should have been safely escaped.

This should be regarded as the first person Jiang Zhihao saved by using his experience in his previous life after his rebirth. It is very memorable. Previously, he used his experience more in making money.

Now that Jin Zhengqing has made an invitation to Nanmen Jiasheng, it stands to reason that Jiang Zhihao should go and meet him.

But Zhong Jiawei's mood is unstable now, and she has other things to do. She has no time to go out of town, so she said: "It's not convenient for me recently, I'd better have time next time."

"Okay, okay, I'll tell him later. If you don't mind, I'll give him your contact information, and you can contact him directly then," Jin Zhengqing said.

Although Nanmen Jiasheng was not a real big shot, Jiang Zhihao had no intention of rejecting him, so he said: "This is no problem."

Jin Zhengqing then asked: "By the way, last time you and Ji Zimo talked about the Song Dynasty copy of Luo Shen Fu Tu, I wonder if you have brought it with you? If you have, I will go with Nanmen Jiasheng to appreciate it."

Jin Zhengqing has seen the Song Dynasty copies in the museum many times, but such rare copies are not allowed to be taken out of the collection cabinet at will. Therefore, he has never touched them with his own hands.

Now that there is an opportunity, this old man who loves calligraphy and painting more than anything else will naturally not let it go easily.

Jin Zhengqing's words reminded Jiang Zhihao that getting the Song Dynasty copy of the Luo Shen Fu painting was one of the important things to do in the near future.

After thinking for a while, he said: "The copy is temporarily stored in another place, which is not convenient. I will tell you when I get it."

"Okay, then I'll wait for your good news!" Jin Zhengqing said with a smile.

Then the two exchanged a few polite words before hanging up the phone.

As a result, as soon as the phone was hung up, another call came in. It was none other than Ma Xiaofu, the young owner of the Porsche 4S store.

When he bought a car last time, Ma Xiaofu said he wanted to invite Jiang Zhihao to dinner, but he refused because of other matters.

Ma Xiaofu has never forgotten this matter. He also hoped that Jiang Zhihao would give him an idea to make some money so that he could show off when he went out to chat with people.

After answering the phone, Ma Xiaofu chuckled and said, "Brother Jiang, how are you, are you busy?"

"I'm not very busy, what's wrong?" Jiang Zhihao asked.

"Didn't we talk about having dinner together last time? I just called Tan Junda and he said that you may not have time when you have guests at home. So I just wanted to ask if it would be convenient for us to go out for a meal or something tomorrow. If so.

If it doesn't work tomorrow, it can work the day after tomorrow." Ma Xiaofu said.


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