My Waste Husband

Chapter 37

Dan looked at the young man on the stage. The moment he tore off the painting, he felt like a drowning man who was suddenly pulled ashore. He suddenly felt that everything had become beautiful.

At this moment, Dan suddenly understood the other party's intention. He stood up and looked at the stage. "You spend five million yuan to buy a replica, in order to make me feel more comfortable and cooperate with you?"

Henry extended a finger and said, "There are two points in total. You're right. I tore this painting to make you feel better. How uncomfortable it is for a person who is collecting paintings to be in a dilemma. I know it very well. I want to use this method to exchange for an opportunity for our cooperation."

A smile appeared on Dan's face. "You said there are two points. I'm right about the first point. What about the second point?"

Dan's mouth curved and his eyes were like torches. He stared at Dan and asked, "Who told you this painting is fake?"

"What! You!" Dan looked terrified.

Henry stepped out of the stage and stood in front of Dan. "The painting in my hand is an authentic one, and so is your one at home."

"Ha ha ha, what a big joke!" Ben Song, who was sitting not far from the ark, laughed out loud. "According to what you said, Master Yan of the Tang Dynasty drew two winter plum blossoms. Are they all passed down to now?"

Henry glared at Ben. "Don't be ignorant. It's ridiculous to be arrogant here."

Ben was stunned by Henry's words, and then his face was full of anger. As the son-in-law of the Lin family, how dare he call me?

"I'm ignorant? Well, I'd like to listen to you. How can I be ignorant? If you say that both paintings are authentic, then, aren't you ignorant?"

" Chinese art paper." Henry raised the torn paper of the painting in his hand. "People who understand traditional Chinese paintings of the Tang Dynasty all know that Chinese art paper was made of three layers: raw paper, processed paper, and semi-processed paper. These three layers can be separated. If we separate slowly, we can divide a piece into two parts. Master Yan, the master of traditional painting of the Tang Dynasty said that even if he divided a piece of paper into two parts, the painting he painted can be clearly seen on the second layer. If I am not wrong, the paper of your painting is more yellow but the ink is darker than this one here."

Dan thought for two seconds and nodded. "Yes, the Winter Plum in my house is darker than this one."

"That's because the one in your family is the first layer while this one is a second interlayer."

"You're pretending!" Ben snorted. "There are so many famous paintings in the world. This is the first time I've heard such a saying!"

"So you are ignorant." Henry glanced at Ben disdainfully. How could he not see that this person was talking nonsense?

"Bullshit! This is just an excuse for yourself! Mr. Fong, don't believe him!"

Dan looked confused. He did not know if he should trust Henry.

"Mr. Fong, Mr. Fong, you're really here. I hope I'm not late!" A slightly aged voice suddenly sounded.

Following the voice, the owner of the voice was an old man with gray hair.

"Master Sun?" Dan was surprised to see the old man. "Master Sun, aren't you in Jingcheng City? Why are you in Yinzhou?"

"Well, it's all because of a painting. Do you still remember the winter plum? Three years ago, I once identified a painting and you bought it. Some time ago, I identified it again. At that time, I thought it was Mr. Fong who wanted to sell the painting. But after careful examination, I found that the painting was different from the one you bought at that time, so I came here. I don't know if I could meet the buyer and explain it to him."

"Explain what?" Dan asked.

"Explain it. There are two winter plums in this world. The winter plums are drawn on paper, which can be divided into two parts. Master Yan in ancient times used his strength to penetrate the paper. When the paper is split into two parts, there are two winter plums in this world. One is darker in color, the other is light in color, but they are all authentic!" Master Sun's words were exactly the same as what Henry just said.

"This!" Dan opened its mouth wide and looked at Henry.

"There is only one authentic Winter Plum in the world now. " Zhang Xufeng loosened his clenched fist.

The pieces of painting slowly fell to the ground from Henry's hands. With the falling of these pieces of paper, the smile on Dan's face became more and more obvious.

As for Ben, he looked terrible. He felt that he had become a clown again, a green leaf setting off the red flowers.

"Ha ha ha, Mr. Zhang, I have to say that your way of doing things really makes me feel much better. For me, a businessman who only cares about short-range profits, I don't even need to look at them. I can see the benefits." Dan patted Henry's shoulder with approval and then looked at Sylvia. "President Lin, I have seen your husband's short-term profit in this cooperation. Next, let's talk about long-term profits."

Sylvia's beautiful eyes lit up. "Thank you, President Fong."

"Why do you thank me? I can only say that you two as a couple are really amazing, awesome, hahaha!" Dan gave a thumbs-up.

Sylvia's heart was filled with joy. A small part of the joy was due to the preliminary cooperation with Dan, and more importantly, Henry really solved this matter!

After coming out of the exhibition, Milan left because she still had something to do. On the way home, there were only Henry and Sylvia.

Sylvia was driving while Henry was sitting in the passenger seat. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

"How do you know about traditional Chinese painting?" Sylvia squinted at Henry and continued to drive.

"I..." Henry raised his phone and was about to speak.

"Don't tell me that you checked. There are not so many things for you to check on the Internet. And just by looking at the information on the Internet, you can determine that it is true, so you dare to decide on your own to buy it for five million yuan and then tear it up?" Sylvia raised her eyebrows.

"Hey hey." Henry gave a dry laugh. "President Lin, it was indeed not me who found out. When I came here before, I accidentally heard Master Sun mention that there are two Winter Plum paintings in the world, so I wrote that down."

"I see." Sylvia nodded and looked at Henry with approval. "It seems that your observation and memory are not bad."

"Thanks for your compliment, President Lin." Henry nodded and felt happy in his heart. No matter how well a man did things, he just wanted his woman's approval.

The car drove to the Luxury Village. This was the first time that Sylvia drove Henry home. After Henry got off the car, Sylvia rushed to the company in a hurry and began to make a cooperation plan with Dan.