"What a beautiful idea, who wants you to live here! If I hadn't seen you as honest, I would have kicked you out!" After a pause, she glanced at Liu Dong with beautiful eyes and said angrily: "Now
It seems that your honesty back then was all just an act, but deep down you are still just as bad as the men outside!"
"This is all happening!" Liu Dong smiled bitterly in his heart. Now he finally understood how women's psychology is so changeable. They can relate to things that are completely unrelated to you.
Although he doesn't have much experience in love, Liu Dong now feels that it is better not to continue talking about this topic.
Seeing Liu Dong not answering, Wang Qiang glared at him and said nothing. However, the warm atmosphere between the two increased a lot.
The two of them ate very slowly during this meal. Perhaps both parties cherished this opportunity to communicate sincerely with each other.
However, what made Liu Dong feel regretful was that Wang Qiang went back to her room directly after clearing the tableware, without giving Liu Dong the chance to expand the fruits of victory again. But Liu Dong, who wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to kiss Fangze,
Dong, had no choice but to return to his room.
After closing the door and removing the kraft paper from the two piles of newly bought books, Liu Dong placed them one by one on the bookshelf beside his bed. He looked at the alarm clock on the bedside and saw that the time was just past 8
pm, it's still very early for him to rest.
Thinking of the ancient paintings he had bought from the Black Tiger Gang this afternoon, Liu Dong felt excited. He quickly walked to his old desk, pulled out the stool, turned on the lamp on the table leg, and then put the mustard seed on the desk.
The ancient paintings in the space were taken out.
Carefully re-rolling the thick linen roll, five lifelike cranes of different shapes appeared in his eyes again. After a beat between his eyebrows, the reality and reality of the entire painting was clearly presented in his mind again.
come out.
Soon his face also showed a strong look of excitement. Now perhaps only he, a person with clairvoyance, knows that in fact, these five white cranes are not the whole of this ancient painting, but
A little more than one-third of the entire painting is taken up. The rest is folded under the surface painting.
The thick linen used to mount this painting was also well concealed. The thickness increased due to the folding of this ancient painting. A famous painting that should have been passed down through the ages and praised by the world was hidden like this.
It lost a lot of light and turned into an unknown ancient painting that was just a good painter, but its value dropped greatly.
Moreover, the mounting of this ancient painting is really poor. Although Liu Dong doesn't know much about the mounting process that has been spread in China for nearly two thousand years and is even a bit mysterious, he still knows some general things.
.Generally speaking, for the mounting and backing of ancient paintings, there is usually a special backing paper in modern times, and Juan in ancient times, but this one is made of linen that has never been used by predecessors. Even because of the long history, the world
The second rod has been rotten for who knows how long. What is a little gratifying is that the painting is still in good condition. Although there are a lot of blue-gray mold spots, it is not damaged at all. It is really a blessing among misfortunes.
"It seems that we should find a skilled framer to reframe this painting!" Liu Dong's right hand unconsciously caressed the ancient picture, thinking secretly in his heart.
After spending three years in Quancheng Antique City, Liu Dong also heard a lot about the mounting of ancient paintings. He knew that these masters of traditional mounting techniques passed down from generation to generation could use painting cores, cutting materials, inlays, and back coverings.
, lowering the wall and dozens of other processes to make a dilapidated ancient painting look no less than its original appearance when it was first born.
With an idea in mind, Liu Dong admired the picture again and then took it back into his own mustard space.
Afterwards, Liu Dong listened to the noise outside and noticed that Wang Qiang was still in his bedroom and had not come out. He couldn't help but shook his head in disappointment. Then he reached out from the bookshelf and took down the History of Chinese Painting he bought during the day.
He leaned back against the bed and opened it to read.
As time passed little by little, it was already ten o'clock in the evening before you knew it. Of course, for most young people in the city, 10 o'clock is their happy time, but after leaving home, it is
For Liu Dong, who has always maintained his work and rest habits, 10 o'clock is already the time when he is ready to take a rest.
So, feeling a little sleepy, and checking the time, Liu Dong closed the book, put it on the bedside table, flattened the pillow, and closed his eyes without taking off his clothes.
Liu Dong's sleep quality has always been very good. In addition, he didn't get a good rest last night, and he felt a little tired and soon fell into a dream.
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"Bang, clatter...!" A piece of exquisite blue and white porcelain turned into flying fragments after colliding with the hard floor. But at this moment, Han Lei had no intention of stopping.
"Asshole, that hateful country bumpkin, I will never let him go, never!" After kicking away the sofa pillow that fell to the ground at his feet, Han Lei hunched over slightly, breathing heavily, and roared with red eyes.
Seeing his crazy look, Han Zhong, who was standing next to him, sighed secretly. Compared with his father, Han Lei was far behind in terms of personal ability and cultivation. If the Han Group makes friends in the future,
In the hands of such people, I am afraid that the Han family will not be far from ruin.
But these are not what he, a servant, should be concerned about. His duty is strictly to protect Han Lei's personal safety.
Of course, there is Wang Lin who has the same idea as him, but his relationship with the Han Group is just an employer and employee, so at this moment, he looks at Han Lei with contempt in his eyes.
"Gudong...!" After kicking the sofa, Han Lei finally stopped the destruction that lasted for more than half an hour, probably because he had exhausted too much energy. However, at this moment, the originally luxurious hotel VIP suite had long been destroyed.
He destroyed it in a terrible way. Except for the doors and windows which were still intact, the sofa, TV, tables, chairs, and various decorations had long since become torn apart and torn apart.
"Han Zhong, I know you have a way. Kill that boy for me, I want him dead!" Han Lei turned his head and stared at Han Zhong standing aside with a distorted expression, roaring in a low voice.
Ever since he was a child, he has never suffered such a big loss from a person. Not only did he lose face in front of so many people, but he also lost what his father gave him. Han's jewelry was going to be used at the Quancheng Stone Gambling Conference this time.
He spent 30 million yuan to purchase wool. What made him even more intolerable was that the person who embarrassed him was a country bumpkin whose identity could not be compared with his. Moreover, this person could also be said to be his love rival. This undoubtedly made him feel uncomfortable.
Han Lei, who had a smooth life since childhood and had never suffered any big losses, couldn't bear it anymore.
Looking at the crazy look on his face, Han Zhong frowned. After witnessing Wang Haitao's attitude towards Liu Dong at the gambling game this afternoon, it has become impossible to use physical means to retaliate against Liu Dong in Quancheng.
.So, Han Lei’s plan last night to pay more money to let the Black Tiger Gang teach Liu Dong a lesson was no longer feasible.
But despite this, it is impossible for Han Zhong to agree to Han Lei's plan. You must know that if he really follows what Han Lei told him, it will be a real crime, and killing someone will require his life. But look at this young master
The way he looks now, he is obviously very excited about losing the bet in front of everyone this afternoon. If he doesn't give him an answer now, I'm afraid he won't be able to calm down this young master who is giving him such a headache.
And just when Han Zhong was racking his brains to come up with ideas to appease Han Lei, the originally closed door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.
"Who let you in? You dare not even listen to my words, are you seeking death?" Han Lei, who was facing the door, cursed without even turning his head when he heard the sound of the door opening.
How angry was he now? These ignorant people actually dared to point their guns at him. But when he turned around and wanted to continue venting his anger on this subordinate who didn't understand the rules, the expression on his face
I was startled, and after taking a closer look at the person who came, my original arrogant look immediately disappeared, replaced by an unusually respectful expression.