Chapter 16

"Liang'er, come here." Cao Yihuan sat on the stone bench and smiled as he waved to Lin Liang.

Lin Liang quickened his steps and walked to Cao Yihuan's side, "Long time no see, Grandpa Cao."

Cao Yihuan stood up and patted him on the shoulder, "Good boy, not bad, you still remembered to visit your grandpa Cao. I thought you two brothers had forgotten about me after your grandfather left."

Lin Liang thought to himself, "The original owner is not well behaved at all, he had forgotten you at the foot of the east wall a long time ago, but he smiled cleverly. "When I was in high school, my studies were intense, it was hard to get familiar with the rhythm of college life, and something happened at home, so I never came to see you, in fact, I always remembered you in my heart."

Thinking of Lin Hai and his wife, Cao Yihuan was very emotional, and patted Lin Liang's shoulder, "Your parents were a loving couple, so many people envied them, but who would have thought that something like that would happen?"

Lin Liang raised the corners of his mouth and smiled bitterly, not saying anything.

"Come, Liang'er, let me introduce to you, this is my new friend, actor Wen Yuqing."

Wen Yuqing stood up with a smile and stretched out his hand, "It's nice to meet you again, Master Lin."

Lin Liang smiled politely and shook his hand in a friendly manner, "Last time at the auction my friend didn't speak too friendly, don't take it personally with him, he actually doesn't have any bad intentions, just spoiled by his family and a bit impulsive."

If he was on another occasion, Lin Liang would never have been so polite to Wen Yuqing, but now that the protagonist appeared where he shouldn't have, he no longer had the prophetic advantage of mastering the plot of the original book. He had to hold back and feel out the enemy before he could adjust his next strategy.

"Of course I didn't mind that." Wen Yuqing let go.

"You guys know each other?" Cao Yihuan asked in confusion.

Lin Liang smiled and asked rhetorically, "Grandpa Cao, I'm curious how you two know each other?"

It is important to know that Wen Yuqing was now just a third or fourth-tier actor, and the rich and powerful big collector Cao Yihuan was not at all on the same level as he is in. It must be that he was introduced to him by a friend, and no friend who doesn't have eyes would introduce Wen Yuqing to Cao Yihuan.

"Oh, these days Mr. Wen has come to our museum every day, standing in front of Mo Fanzhi's painting for a long time every day, motionless. I have met him several times, and out of curiosity, I went over to ask him why. I found out after talking. He did a lot of research on ancient paintings. We ended up talking about the Jokhang Dynasty and the Dadong Dynasty, and we surprisingly talked for a few hours unknowingly, that we didn't feel that time flies. That's how he came, and later I would invite him to sit in the garden for a while. What about you guys, how did you meet?" Cao Yihuan asked, looking at Lin Liang and Wen Yuqing.

Wen Yuqing laughed, "We also met because of the painting. Didn't I tell you that one of Mo Fanzhi's paintings I like was taken away? The person who took the painting away was young Master Lin. I was upset and wanted to buy the painting from Young Master Lin, but his friend refused."

Lin Liang's heart finally steadied a bit, at least from the surface information he knows, it was him who ruined the original plot to create the current scenes happening. It seemed that in the future, it would be better if he becomes more careful in doing things.

I've brought the painting." Said Lin Liang, placing the two long boxes containing paintings in his hands on the stone table, "I had to come to see Grandpa Cao today, and by the way, I brought the two paintings I just took down last week. One of these two paintings is Mo Fanzhi's and the other is Xu Yanqin's. Which one will you look at first?"

Cao Yihuan frowned, "I heard from my friend that last week, someone speculated one of Xu Yanqin's paintings to 55 million, couldn't be you!"

Lin Liang scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "I also know that this painting is expensive. But at that time, I was red-eyed and didn't stop for a while."

Cao Yihuan pointed at him and sighed, "You, you, let me tell you what you are. If your grandfather is still there, it would be strange if he doesn't spank your butt. If your grandfather was still here, he would have beaten you up. Before you went, why didn't you ask me to go with you?"

Then he added, "But it's okay, you are still young, so it's normal for you to spend in the auction house a little money as if it's school fees. Later go to my house to pick something back when compensation."

Standing next to Wen Yuqing although smiling, but the expression is still slightly untraceable stiffened for a second.

That day he met Cao Yihuan in the Hongwen Museum, and the two of them talked for a long time because they both liked ancient paintings. After returning that day, he happily told Liang Yan about it and realized that this old gentleman had an extraordinary status.

Liang Yan suggested that he make good use of this opportunity to get close to the old man. As long as he is supported by the old man, he would never have to worry about resources in the future. That's why he ran here every day to meet him in the past few days.

But Cao Yihuan was very cautious. Every time he talked, he only talked about ancients and artifacts, never involved his own life, and never mentioned his office here, and he never mentioned his office that's in the museum m. His surface looks harmonious, in fact, he is trying to prevent him and as if he is a thief.

Wen Yuqing was already upset, but he didn't expect Lin Liang to make up for it, "Grandpa Cao, don't laugh at me, I've lost 20 million for nothing, I am embarrassed enough, How can I go to your office to get things. There are no bargains in your place, and any antiques you have are more than 20 million. I discounted the money at the auction and ran to you to find a supplement. I lost money at the auction and came to you to look for compensation. If my brother elbows I lost this much money I think he will go mad"

Cao Yihuan laughed loudly, "You haven't seen your Grandpa Cao for years, so I am happy today. If that kid Lin Yi dares to talk about you, let him come to me."

Unknowingly, after spending a few hours in the back garden of the museum, Lin Liang started liking Cao Yihuan very much. Cao Yihuan was a very knowledgeable person, probably because he was the descendant of an old friend who had passed away, and because his parents had died not long ago, Cao Yihuan was especially kind to Lin Liang out of compassion.

Fearing that Lin Liang would not understand, Cao Yihuan talked about the brushwork and style of the two paintings from the background of the dynasties of the two painters, the environment they were in, and their life stories. Like an old professor in class, he broke up all the content, and he was humorous.

Lin Liang finally understood why Cao Yihuan would be the core figure of the elite class. The man's knowledge is so profound that one can't help but admire him. A few hours passed by Cao Yihuan's talk and laughter.

When Cao Yihuan finished speaking and asked them what they would like to eat at night, Lin Liang and Wen Yuqing came back to their senses and realized that it was already evening.

So the three of them had a meal in a restaurant near the museum they were in.

At the dinner table, Wen Yuqing took the initiative to ask Lin Liang's WeChat friends. Lin Liang was unwilling to give it because approaching him was equivalent to approaching Lin Yi, and this person couldn't have any chance to approach Lin Yi.

So he pretended not to hear him, and continued to talk to Cao Yihuan, "Grandpa Cao, you really want to help me, do you remember the antique shop my grandfather used to go to when my grandfather was there? "

Cao Yihuan nodded, "Remember! What's wrong?"

Lin Liang flattened his mouth, blinked his eyes vigorously, and finally squeezed out two drops of if there was any physiological water that seemed to be undesirable. "My grandfather left the shop to me after he left. I was young and couldn't take care of it. So he gave the shop to our housekeeper's son. I don't know, that guy didn't know when he got involved in gambling. He secretly stole all the valuable antiques in the shop and sold them. After a few years, our shop has lost one hundred million."

After finishing speaking, Lin Liang raised his hand to cover his eyes with a heartbroken look, "I don't care about money, I just feel very uncomfortable. Those things are all what my grandfather likes, and he personally collected them one by one. I feel very sorry for him." As he said, Lin Liang moved himself, and finally shed two tears sincerely. He also did not block his face and put both of his hands down, presenting his in front of Cao Yihuan and Wen Yuqing, presenting a teary-eyed hard self-blaming-eyed face.

Because Lin Liang's eye skills were so good, Wen Yuqing, who was an actor, was brought to the rhythm and forgot to ask Lin Liang for his contact information.

"You kid, isn't it just one hundred million? What is there to cry about, what do you want me to help directly ask, never see outside with your grandfather Cao. Your grandfather went early, from now on I am your own grandfather." Speaking and thinking of his deceased friend, Cao Yihuan's eyes became hazy with tears, "I am telling you, child, life is also hard."

there is no rich old friend of the deceased relatives can rely on, there is no one billion to lose. Wen Yuqing can only rely on their own efforts in the entertainment industry groping patronizing Wen Yuqing. Hearing these words, he almost wanted to throw the bowl and leave.