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"Dear, what's wrong with you?" Looking at Tangning's frown, Heidi asked with concern.

Tangning handed over the newspaper in her hand, pointed to a piece of news on it and said, "Take a look!"

Heidi took it and saw that it was an assault case. The daughter of Mr. Gugino, who had been killed because of a fake painting, stabbed a novelist named Presley.

At this time, Tang Ning said on the side: "You should read the article "Murder in Fake Paintings" that appeared in the City Paper a few days ago. It was written by this Mr. Presley!"

Heidi immediately understood when Tangning said this: "Oh, that's it, no wonder, if you use someone's tragic experience to write a novel to make money, I would stab him in the face!"

Heidi originally thought that Tangning would echo her words, but unexpectedly he said, "Actually, Levine suggested that I write this story before!"

"You mean, this story was actually proposed by Levin?" Heidi asked with wide eyes.

Tangning nodded and said nothing.

"Hey, what do Levin say now?"

Just as Heidi was speaking, Tangning added: "Whatever it takes to succeed?"

Heidi nodded and replied: "Yes, it's just that you do whatever it takes to succeed! How could it be that when Uncle Milo was around, this kind of novel would not be published at all, let alone find someone to write it!"

Tangning snorted coldly and said, "But you have to admit that stories like this sell well!"

"That's true, but, there must be a bottom line. Yes, it's the bottom line you always say!"

While the two were chatting, Rob came in and reported: "Master, there is a Mr. Haynes from the Netherlands waiting for you in the living room!"

"Netherlands? Could it be from the Royal Museum in Amsterdam?" Heidi guessed.

Tangning followed her train of thought and asked, "You mean he came here for Rembrandt's "The Oath of the Batavians"?"

"Do you have other friends in the Netherlands?" Heidi asked.

Tangning shook her head and replied, "That's not true, but this matter has already spread to the Netherlands? Isn't this too exaggerated?"

"You'll know if you go and see her!" Heidi advised.

It turned out that Heidi's guess was correct. Mr. Haines was really a staff member of the Royal Museum in Amsterdam. Tangning asked with surprise on his face: "Mr. Haines, how did you know that I have a painting in my hand?" Possibly part of Rembrandt's The Oath of the Batavians?"

"Oh, because a friend of mine lives in New Orleans and he wrote to me!" Haynes explained.

"Then, you went all the way from the Netherlands to New Orleans?" Tangning asked with a surprised look on her face.

"Well, Mr. Downing, you may not understand the special significance of this painting to us Dutch people, especially us Amsterdammers. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, we all want to restore it to integrity!" Haynes replied seriously.

But then he changed the topic and said: "In addition, I also happen to be coming to New Orleans for vacation."

Tangning complained in her heart, I think vacation may be the real reason, but after all, I'm not familiar with it, so it's hard to say so, so she stood up and said, "Mr. Haynes, the spirit of your museum is really worthy of my admiration. Well, if you want Why don’t we take a look at the painting first?”

"Okay, okay." Haynes agreed repeatedly.

In fact, there were many oil paintings hanging in Tangning's study, but Haynes spotted the one that seemed to be a Rembrandt work at a glance. He looked closely at it for a long time, then nodded and said, "Well, it's probably from a painting by Rembrandt." The hand of Rembrandt, Mr. Tangning, you have really good taste. You can confirm at a glance that this oil painting with irregular content is related to Rembrandt in a small cafe that has nothing to do with Rembrandt. Mr. Tangning, you Deeper about Rembrandt than those of us who study him all day long!”

"To be honest, I didn't recognize it as a Rembrandt work when I was in the cafe. I just felt that this painting has a long history, and there is a lot to learn and refer to in the use of color, and the price is not bad.

It was expensive, so I bought it!" Tang Ning replied modestly.

"Mr. Tangning, you are so humble. Um, can you allow me to take this painting down for appraisal?" Haynes asked again.

Tangning thought for a moment, then nodded and replied, "Okay!"

Tangning originally thought that Haynes wanted to observe and identify them at close range, but what he didn't expect was that Haynes was not in a hurry to get the paintings. Instead, he took out a few painting tubes from the big bag he was carrying.

I took out several very large oil paintings from inside and spread them on the ground.

Tangning walked over to take a look and couldn't help but exclaimed, "No way, you memorized "The Oath of the Badalians" to New Orleans?"

But then he reacted: "No, this is a copy, right?"

Haynes nodded and replied: "Yes, I copied it. How could I be allowed to carry the original painting here!"

"It turns out it was copied by you, Mr. Haynes. The painting you drew is so like, at first glance I thought it was the original painting!" Tang Ning praised.

Haynes said modestly: "This is far from the original painting!"

At this time, Haynes had already placed Tangning's painting in the upper left corner. Once it was placed, let alone professionals like Tangning and Haynes, even people who didn't know it could tell that this was definitely a painting.

painting, because no matter how clever the imitator is, it is impossible for the lines and color blocks to be connected so naturally!

After repeated confirmations, Haynes said seriously: "Mr. Downing, your painting should be part of "The Oath of the Batavians". I will write to the curator immediately and he will discuss it with you."

Transfer price!”

Tang Ning agreed with Haynes's statement, because such a big matter was not something that he, a small employee on vacation, could decide. However, Tang Ning still planned to tease him: "Mr. Haynes, thank you for helping me with the appraisal, but

I never said I wanted to sell this painting!"

"What?! You're not going to sell this painting?" Haynes couldn't help but exclaimed.

Tangning nodded and replied, "Yes, I'm not short of money. It's rare to receive an authentic Rembrandt painting, so I will definitely keep it in my collection!"

"But, don't you think it would be more meaningful to restore this masterpiece from a century ago?" Haynes advised with an anxious look.

After sending Haines away, Heidi curiously asked Tangning: "Tony, do you really not want to sell this painting to the Royal Museum in Amsterdam? I think Mr. Haines is right. This huge painting

Only when the work is complete will it be more meaningful!”

"Actually, it's not that I don't want to sell, but I don't know why, but I always feel like there's something wrong with this person!" Tang Ning frowned and whispered.


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