Chapter 151
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Ming Hua
Hearing this, Zhou Baichuan showed an unbelievable expression, "Really? Did you really bring Huahua to life?"
"Really, when I looked at the painting, I was so moved that I wanted to cry. I have been painting for nearly 20 years, and this is the first time I have this feeling." Su Wei has always been low-key and modest, never boasting about herself.
Made an exception today.
It's not bragging, it's just expressing your feelings truthfully.
Zhou Baichuan was so excited that his voice broke, "Quick, quick, bring the painting and show it to me!"
"Not framed yet."
Zhou Baichuan said in a hurried tone: "No, just show me the painting. If you like it, you don't need to worry about the subsequent mounting."
"Okay, where shall we meet?"
"Come to my house, I'll send the address to your WeChat."
"Then I'll be there in an hour."
After hanging up the phone, Su Hua began to wash and change clothes.
After taking a few bites of rice hastily, she finished the picture and went out to the car.
Arrive at Zhoufu on time.
The Zhou family lived in a Chinese-style villa area outside the city.
Su Hua pushed open the antique red lacquer door.
Inside are circular arches and a long corridor.
The winding path leads to the secluded, pavilions, terraces and pavilions, rockeries and flowing waters, Chinese gardens, everything is available.
Simple and unique.
The living room is super spacious, and the Chinese-style furniture made of huanghuali wood in Yishui is low-key but luxurious. The details reveal the profound heritage of the Zhou family.
Zhou Baichuan had long been waiting in the living room, drinking tea.
I saw Su Hua being led in by the servant.
Zhou Baichuan hurriedly stood up from the seat, stretched out his arms, palms up, and made a "please" gesture, "Miss Su, let's go to the study."
"Okay, Uncle Zhou." Su Hua took the painting and followed him to the study.
The study is large and decorated in a quaint and chic style.
Very quiet, sound insulation is particularly good.
Zhou Baichuan closed the door.
Su Hua walked to the desk, unfolded the painting that was over two meters long and one meter and three wide, and carefully placed it on the huanghuali wood table.
Zhou Baichuan lowered his eyes and looked at the painting carefully.
Immediately stunned!
The entire painting, whether it is a mountain or a dense forest, is dark and dignified.
There was a strong and majestic momentum.
In front of this momentum, the bright light in the daytime seems to have dimmed when it is pressed.
It gives people a feeling of "like walking on a night mountain, with deep layers of darkness".
He was shocked and didn't speak for a while.
It's really hard to believe that such a majestic painting comes from the delicate and gentle little girl in front of her.
He has been looking for such a painting for many years.
Countless excellent painters have copied one after another, but they are always far from satisfactory.
The painting in front of me has both character and spirit, which is really unforgettable at first sight.
Looking at it, Zhou Baichuan almost burst into tears.
Good works of art can really move people's hearts and make people cry.
He raised his hand and stroked his chin, and said, "Okay, okay, well done!"
Said "OK" three times in a row!
He calmed down, picked up his phone, and took several long videos of the painting, including every detail.
After shooting, send it to the pre-ordered customer.
After receiving a satisfactory answer from the client, Zhou Baichuan said to Su Hua, "Sit down and wait a while, and I'll get you a check."
Called the maid and served her tea.
He turned and walked out.
When he came to the living room, he went to look for a bag and a checkbook.
He met his daughter, Zhou Pinpin, who had just returned from outside.
Zhou Pinpin threw the bag on the sofa, looked at his father, saw his unusual expression, and couldn't help asking, "Dad, what's the matter with you today? I feel very excited."
Zhou Baichuan raised his hand and rubbed the corner of his eyes, "Su Hua's painting is so good, it's too surprising, I'll give her a check to pay the balance."
Hear the father go out of his way to praise others.
Zhou Pinpin felt very uncomfortable.
She frowned, her tone a little rushed, "Isn't it just a painting, is it really that good?"
"Okay, very good, unexpectedly good, you laymen don't understand." Zhou Baichuan responded casually, opened the bag, took out the checkbook from the inside, and picked up the pen to sign on it.
Zhou Pinpin snatched the pen from his hand.
Glancing at the study in the distance, she lowered her voice and said, "Dad, are you stupid? She is Gu Beixian's ex-wife, why do you have to make a wedding dress for her to make her more ambitious?"
The better Su Hua is, the more bleak she becomes.
She didn't want to be crushed by her.
Gu Beixian is the man she values most, and she is still waiting for a long line to catch big fish.
Zhou Baichuan's expression froze, "But she draws really well. I'm very satisfied. I took a video to show the client, and he was also very satisfied. Besides, I paid the deposit. After removing the deposit, you can transfer 450 million yuan if you change hands. Why not do it?"
Zhou Pinpin is not happy anymore.
She folded her arms around her chest, raised her chin, and looked arrogant, "I don't care, anyway, if you still take me as your daughter, you can't accept this painting."
Zhou Baichuan smacked his teeth and Hanako, "The layout is too small, you."
"Who is lighter and who is heavier, you can weigh it yourself." With a strong tone, Zhou Pinpin turned around and went upstairs.
Looking at her back, Zhou Baichuan hesitated.
On one side is his own daughter.
On one side is Su Hua.
His daughter couldn't afford to offend him, but he really wanted to accept Su Hua's painting.
After weighing for a long time, he finally chose his daughter.
After all, I will spend half my life with my daughter in the future.
Because of this incident, the father-daughter relationship is stumbling, isn't it self-indulgent?
Su Hua is just an outsider.
Zhou Baichuan considered his remarks, returned to the study, and said to her with a haha, "I'm sorry, Miss Su, my client just called me and said he was not satisfied. Otherwise, do you want to see what others want?"
The brilliance in Su Hua's eyes dimmed instantly.
The smile on his lips froze.
Lost and frustrated, beyond words.
The results of untold hardships were denied.
It doesn't get any more traumatic than that.
Especially those who engage in art, their nerves are much more sensitive and fragile than ordinary people.
Sometimes a single blow is enough to ruin a person's artistic career.
After a long time, Su Hua calmed down a little.
She pulled the muscles on her face with difficulty, and squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, "Well, then forget it."
Zhou Baichuan folded his hands with a look of shame, "I'm sorry, Miss Su."
"It's okay." Su Hua walked slowly to the desk to roll the painting.
The arm was too stiff to lift, and it took a long time to roll it up.
I felt very aggrieved and wanted to cry.
After painting for so long, I forgot to eat and sleep, and I dreamed of painting at night.
The painting is almost completely obsessed, and then the painting is good.
She felt that this painting was the best one she had copied in the past 20 years.
The composition is perfect, majestic, with realistic details, sound, color, and emotion.
However, it was completely rejected by Zhou Baichuan and his clients.
For a moment, she doubted her own abilities.
After finally finishing the picture, Su Hua took the picture and left the Zhou house.
Back at Feng Qi Chao Ming, it was already dark.
Su Hua sat dryly in the study, like a tree struck by lightning and bustling down.
No lights on.
Just sitting quietly in the dark like that, the back that has always been straight is a little bent.
I feel very sad.
Especially frustrated.
Depressed and low emotions, overwhelming smashed down.
Sister Liu came up, knocked on the door and called her to eat.
Su Hua said weakly, "I'm not hungry, you can eat by yourself. After you finish eating, you can get off work."
Sister Liu heard her unhappiness and hurried downstairs to call Gu Beixian.
As soon as the phone is connected.
She hurriedly said, "Mr. Gu, the young lady's condition is not right. In the afternoon, she happily took the painting and left. When she came back in the evening, she looked so sad that she didn't even eat dinner."
Gu Beixian frowned, raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "I have 10 minutes to end the meeting, wait for me to go before leaving."
"Alright Mr. Gu."
Not long after, Gu Beixian came.
Go upstairs and open the door of the study.
It was pitch black inside.
Gu Beixian raised his hand to turn on the light, and saw Su Huaku sitting there, his eyes were stiff, his face was pale, without any expression.
Calm like a normal person.
This happens whenever she is particularly sad.
Gu Beixian walked up to her, sat down next to her, took her into his arms, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
"fine."
"Don't tell me, who are you going to tell?"
Indeed, she had no one to talk to except him.
Su Hua smiled palely, "The other party didn't want that painting."
"So it's because of this." Gu Beixian took out his wallet from his trousers pocket, and pulled out a card, "I want it, and he offered [-], right? I'll offer double the price."
Su Hua stuffed the card back into his wallet, "It's not about the money."
It's my own effort, not recognized.
Self-confidence is hit.
Even his own vision was questioned.
Gu Beixian hugged her silently for a while.
He let go of her, stood up, and went out to call his assistant.
After connecting.
He ordered: "Check to see if Zhou Baichuan has made international long-distance calls recently, and then check to see if there are any foreign rich people who like ancient calligraphy and paintings, especially Fan Kuan's paintings. Send more people, and the efficiency will be higher. I need it urgently."
"Okay, Mr. Gu, I'll arrange someone to investigate right away."
Gu Beixian hummed lightly, and picked up the phone.
He knew that Zhou Baichuan made a fortune by reselling cultural relics.
He asked Su Wei to order the painting, of course he didn't want it, it must be resold to foreign customers.
Since Zhou Baichuan doesn't want it, let's skip him and go directly to the source customer.
After half an hour.
The assistant called and said, "Mr. Gu, after the investigation, we have identified a person named Fan Hongru, a Chinese-American who has close contacts with Zhou Baichuan."
Gu Beixian raised one corner of his lips, "Help me ask him out immediately!"
"Really, when I looked at the painting, I was so moved that I wanted to cry. I have been painting for nearly 20 years, and this is the first time I have this feeling." Su Wei has always been low-key and modest, never boasting about herself.
Made an exception today.
It's not bragging, it's just expressing your feelings truthfully.
Zhou Baichuan was so excited that his voice broke, "Quick, quick, bring the painting and show it to me!"
"Not framed yet."
Zhou Baichuan said in a hurried tone: "No, just show me the painting. If you like it, you don't need to worry about the subsequent mounting."
"Okay, where shall we meet?"
"Come to my house, I'll send the address to your WeChat."
"Then I'll be there in an hour."
After hanging up the phone, Su Hua began to wash and change clothes.
After taking a few bites of rice hastily, she finished the picture and went out to the car.
Arrive at Zhoufu on time.
The Zhou family lived in a Chinese-style villa area outside the city.
Su Hua pushed open the antique red lacquer door.
Inside are circular arches and a long corridor.
The winding path leads to the secluded, pavilions, terraces and pavilions, rockeries and flowing waters, Chinese gardens, everything is available.
Simple and unique.
The living room is super spacious, and the Chinese-style furniture made of huanghuali wood in Yishui is low-key but luxurious. The details reveal the profound heritage of the Zhou family.
Zhou Baichuan had long been waiting in the living room, drinking tea.
I saw Su Hua being led in by the servant.
Zhou Baichuan hurriedly stood up from the seat, stretched out his arms, palms up, and made a "please" gesture, "Miss Su, let's go to the study."
"Okay, Uncle Zhou." Su Hua took the painting and followed him to the study.
The study is large and decorated in a quaint and chic style.
Very quiet, sound insulation is particularly good.
Zhou Baichuan closed the door.
Su Hua walked to the desk, unfolded the painting that was over two meters long and one meter and three wide, and carefully placed it on the huanghuali wood table.
Zhou Baichuan lowered his eyes and looked at the painting carefully.
Immediately stunned!
The entire painting, whether it is a mountain or a dense forest, is dark and dignified.
There was a strong and majestic momentum.
In front of this momentum, the bright light in the daytime seems to have dimmed when it is pressed.
It gives people a feeling of "like walking on a night mountain, with deep layers of darkness".
He was shocked and didn't speak for a while.
It's really hard to believe that such a majestic painting comes from the delicate and gentle little girl in front of her.
He has been looking for such a painting for many years.
Countless excellent painters have copied one after another, but they are always far from satisfactory.
The painting in front of me has both character and spirit, which is really unforgettable at first sight.
Looking at it, Zhou Baichuan almost burst into tears.
Good works of art can really move people's hearts and make people cry.
He raised his hand and stroked his chin, and said, "Okay, okay, well done!"
Said "OK" three times in a row!
He calmed down, picked up his phone, and took several long videos of the painting, including every detail.
After shooting, send it to the pre-ordered customer.
After receiving a satisfactory answer from the client, Zhou Baichuan said to Su Hua, "Sit down and wait a while, and I'll get you a check."
Called the maid and served her tea.
He turned and walked out.
When he came to the living room, he went to look for a bag and a checkbook.
He met his daughter, Zhou Pinpin, who had just returned from outside.
Zhou Pinpin threw the bag on the sofa, looked at his father, saw his unusual expression, and couldn't help asking, "Dad, what's the matter with you today? I feel very excited."
Zhou Baichuan raised his hand and rubbed the corner of his eyes, "Su Hua's painting is so good, it's too surprising, I'll give her a check to pay the balance."
Hear the father go out of his way to praise others.
Zhou Pinpin felt very uncomfortable.
She frowned, her tone a little rushed, "Isn't it just a painting, is it really that good?"
"Okay, very good, unexpectedly good, you laymen don't understand." Zhou Baichuan responded casually, opened the bag, took out the checkbook from the inside, and picked up the pen to sign on it.
Zhou Pinpin snatched the pen from his hand.
Glancing at the study in the distance, she lowered her voice and said, "Dad, are you stupid? She is Gu Beixian's ex-wife, why do you have to make a wedding dress for her to make her more ambitious?"
The better Su Hua is, the more bleak she becomes.
She didn't want to be crushed by her.
Gu Beixian is the man she values most, and she is still waiting for a long line to catch big fish.
Zhou Baichuan's expression froze, "But she draws really well. I'm very satisfied. I took a video to show the client, and he was also very satisfied. Besides, I paid the deposit. After removing the deposit, you can transfer 450 million yuan if you change hands. Why not do it?"
Zhou Pinpin is not happy anymore.
She folded her arms around her chest, raised her chin, and looked arrogant, "I don't care, anyway, if you still take me as your daughter, you can't accept this painting."
Zhou Baichuan smacked his teeth and Hanako, "The layout is too small, you."
"Who is lighter and who is heavier, you can weigh it yourself." With a strong tone, Zhou Pinpin turned around and went upstairs.
Looking at her back, Zhou Baichuan hesitated.
On one side is his own daughter.
On one side is Su Hua.
His daughter couldn't afford to offend him, but he really wanted to accept Su Hua's painting.
After weighing for a long time, he finally chose his daughter.
After all, I will spend half my life with my daughter in the future.
Because of this incident, the father-daughter relationship is stumbling, isn't it self-indulgent?
Su Hua is just an outsider.
Zhou Baichuan considered his remarks, returned to the study, and said to her with a haha, "I'm sorry, Miss Su, my client just called me and said he was not satisfied. Otherwise, do you want to see what others want?"
The brilliance in Su Hua's eyes dimmed instantly.
The smile on his lips froze.
Lost and frustrated, beyond words.
The results of untold hardships were denied.
It doesn't get any more traumatic than that.
Especially those who engage in art, their nerves are much more sensitive and fragile than ordinary people.
Sometimes a single blow is enough to ruin a person's artistic career.
After a long time, Su Hua calmed down a little.
She pulled the muscles on her face with difficulty, and squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, "Well, then forget it."
Zhou Baichuan folded his hands with a look of shame, "I'm sorry, Miss Su."
"It's okay." Su Hua walked slowly to the desk to roll the painting.
The arm was too stiff to lift, and it took a long time to roll it up.
I felt very aggrieved and wanted to cry.
After painting for so long, I forgot to eat and sleep, and I dreamed of painting at night.
The painting is almost completely obsessed, and then the painting is good.
She felt that this painting was the best one she had copied in the past 20 years.
The composition is perfect, majestic, with realistic details, sound, color, and emotion.
However, it was completely rejected by Zhou Baichuan and his clients.
For a moment, she doubted her own abilities.
After finally finishing the picture, Su Hua took the picture and left the Zhou house.
Back at Feng Qi Chao Ming, it was already dark.
Su Hua sat dryly in the study, like a tree struck by lightning and bustling down.
No lights on.
Just sitting quietly in the dark like that, the back that has always been straight is a little bent.
I feel very sad.
Especially frustrated.
Depressed and low emotions, overwhelming smashed down.
Sister Liu came up, knocked on the door and called her to eat.
Su Hua said weakly, "I'm not hungry, you can eat by yourself. After you finish eating, you can get off work."
Sister Liu heard her unhappiness and hurried downstairs to call Gu Beixian.
As soon as the phone is connected.
She hurriedly said, "Mr. Gu, the young lady's condition is not right. In the afternoon, she happily took the painting and left. When she came back in the evening, she looked so sad that she didn't even eat dinner."
Gu Beixian frowned, raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "I have 10 minutes to end the meeting, wait for me to go before leaving."
"Alright Mr. Gu."
Not long after, Gu Beixian came.
Go upstairs and open the door of the study.
It was pitch black inside.
Gu Beixian raised his hand to turn on the light, and saw Su Huaku sitting there, his eyes were stiff, his face was pale, without any expression.
Calm like a normal person.
This happens whenever she is particularly sad.
Gu Beixian walked up to her, sat down next to her, took her into his arms, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
"fine."
"Don't tell me, who are you going to tell?"
Indeed, she had no one to talk to except him.
Su Hua smiled palely, "The other party didn't want that painting."
"So it's because of this." Gu Beixian took out his wallet from his trousers pocket, and pulled out a card, "I want it, and he offered [-], right? I'll offer double the price."
Su Hua stuffed the card back into his wallet, "It's not about the money."
It's my own effort, not recognized.
Self-confidence is hit.
Even his own vision was questioned.
Gu Beixian hugged her silently for a while.
He let go of her, stood up, and went out to call his assistant.
After connecting.
He ordered: "Check to see if Zhou Baichuan has made international long-distance calls recently, and then check to see if there are any foreign rich people who like ancient calligraphy and paintings, especially Fan Kuan's paintings. Send more people, and the efficiency will be higher. I need it urgently."
"Okay, Mr. Gu, I'll arrange someone to investigate right away."
Gu Beixian hummed lightly, and picked up the phone.
He knew that Zhou Baichuan made a fortune by reselling cultural relics.
He asked Su Wei to order the painting, of course he didn't want it, it must be resold to foreign customers.
Since Zhou Baichuan doesn't want it, let's skip him and go directly to the source customer.
After half an hour.
The assistant called and said, "Mr. Gu, after the investigation, we have identified a person named Fan Hongru, a Chinese-American who has close contacts with Zhou Baichuan."
Gu Beixian raised one corner of his lips, "Help me ask him out immediately!"
