Chapter 561

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Jiang Siming wanted to go back today, but who knew that Principal Wang called him and said that his father wanted to entertain him.

Jiang Siming borrowed the car for two days, but was too embarrassed to refuse, so he agreed and went with Reba.

The venue for the banquet was Principal Wang's house.

This is why Wang Lin rarely treats guests at home, unless he invites his very important friends.

Even Principal Wang and his friends, his father never let him bring him into the house.

Jiang Siming rushed to the mansion of Wang's richest man in the imperial capital, located in the Jiuzhang Gongguan area in Chaoyang District of the imperial capital.

Adjacent to the Airport Expressway, located on the Dongwei Road of the Airport Expressway, adjacent to the Airport Expressway, located on the Dongwei Road of the Airport Expressway, it takes 10 minutes to reach the prime land in the core of the city, and the traffic conditions are very convenient.

The project is surrounded by 400 acres of native forest, and the building types are all single-family villas. The Wang family has an area of ​​at least one kilometer.

The land prices here are above 200,000 square meters.

The interior decoration is also quite stylish, and it is worthy of specializing in real estate.

Jiang Siming felt that he had really found the right person to hand over his manor to Wanda Lane. In Huaxia, it was difficult to find another team more professional than them.

When Jiang Siming's car drove in, the security immediately let him go.

There was no need for him to stop the car. Naturally, a driver was waiting at the gate of the yard. Jiang Siming got out of the car and handed the car to the driver, and led Reba into the house.

Principal Wang had been waiting at the door for a long time, wearing a very casual pajamas, leaning against the door and peeling an orange in his hand.

Seeing Jiang Siming coming, he grinned and shouted into the house, "Mom and dad, someone is here."

Two middle-aged couples came out soon, one was Wang's richest man whom Jiang Siming had met several times, and the other was his wife who was a hair-bearing and the mother of Principal Wang.

"Xiaojiang is here, hurry up and enter the house."

Wang Lin smiled and shook hands with Jiang Siming before inviting him into the room.

"Hello, Uncle Wang, here's a little gift. I know you like to collect it. This is "Spring Snow" by Mr. Wu Guanzhong. Wouldn't Uncle Wang dislike it?"

Wang Lin obviously didn't expect Jiang Siming to bring him a gift, and it was Wu Guanzhong's work. He usually doesn't smoke or drink, but loves to collect calligraphy and painting.

Just some modern writers or painters, he has collected hundreds of works, and the office has a lot of collections.

This is also the hobby of the richest man.

Hearing that this was Wu Guanzhong's work, Wang Lin didn't even say a word. He took the scroll and carefully opened it, and asked his son to come over and hold him back.

As soon as the painting was unfolded, the richest man Wang stared at the painting for a long time before finally saying, "This is true! What a painting! This color, this ink, is indeed Mr. Wu Guanzhong's."

After finishing speaking, Wang's richest man raised his head and said to Jiang Siming: "Xiao Jiang, your painting is very valuable, and your gift is too precious."

Jiang Siming smiled and said: "Calligraphy and painting are all about the eye, and the value is only what outsiders will pay attention to. Uncle Wang knows this, can't he see the truth?"

This is also because he breached the contract with the richest man Wang about the opening of the gambling ship and the port last time, although it was only a verbal inconsistency.

But after all, it was a missed appointment. Seeing that the richest man Wang invited him to dinner this time, Jiang Siming chose a calligraphy and painting from the fragments he kept.

This painting is worth millions.

The richest man Wang nodded again and again, as if he had met a confidant: "Okay, then I will accept it without any hesitation, Xiaojiang didn't expect you to love painting and calligraphy too, since you call me uncle, I can't take your paintings for nothing, let's Reciprocity."

After finishing speaking, the richest man Wang took Jiang Siming's hand and said, "Come, follow me to the study, you can choose which work you like!"

Hearing this, Jiang Siming had no choice but to follow with a wry smile, and Reba hurriedly followed.

"Your dad is really good. As soon as the guests come, he will take them to the study." Principal Wang's mother complained helplessly.

"My dad just likes this, can he be unhappy when he suddenly sees a fellow man." Principal Wang said leisurely while eating an orange.

When Wang Ma saw her son wearing pajamas without training, and thinking about Jiang Siming's appearance and the beautiful girl beside him, she was not angry.

"Look at what you look like. You've always dressed casually and sloppily. You can't learn from Xiaojiang. Look at this talented person, what a face!"

Principal Wang was choked for a moment and refused to accept: "That's because he is handsome. Can I blame me for his appearance."

"Oh, what do you mean by that? You said that your parents are not good-looking, right?" Wang Ma immediately grabbed Principal Wang's ear.

Principal Wang quickly begged for mercy and said, "I didn't mean that, Mom, you misunderstood."

"Look at Xiao Jiang's girlfriend, how beautiful and quiet, and look at the internet celebrity girlfriends you've made. Is there any one who can take it? It's your father who never let you bring your girlfriend home."

"This... how come it's on this again? Mom, I won't tell you, I'll go to the study room to have a look."

Principal Wang slipped away after he said that.

Wang's richest man's study is surprisingly large. Three walls are covered with paintings and calligraphy, and there are countless antique calligraphy and paintings sealed in the bookcase.

Jiang Siming was dazzled. He knew what a senior collector was. Although his antique calligraphy and paintings were very valuable, the quantity was not even a fraction of other people's.

The richest man Wang took the painting that Jiang Siming gave him as a treasure

, and then pointed to the calligraphy and paintings on the four walls, and smiled at Jiang Siming.

"Xiaojiang, you can choose any of these paintings. Of course, the paintings on this are not all works by everyone, there are also many cheap works, which are scribbles that I like. It's up to you to pick a dragon or a bug. It's up to you."

The richest man Wang is giving Jiang Siming a problem. It depends on whether Jiang Siming really has researched.

He never really believed that a young man was interested in this aspect, even if he was older, he only liked it.

Jiang Siming didn't refuse when he heard the words, and began to pace slowly in the study to watch, while Reba waited obediently beside him.

To be honest, Jiang Siming really didn't understand these paintings and calligraphy, and he couldn't recognize any of the works above.

But it doesn't matter, he has a fairy.

While pretending to take a closer look, let Xiaoxian identify it, and then secretly tell herself.

In this way, after looking at each one, Jiang Siming finally chose a medium-sized painting on the right.

"Uncle Wang, I will choose it."

Jiang Siming pointed, Wang Lin's face became unnatural, obviously twitching a few times.

"Cough cough...Xiao Jiang, are you sure you have chosen? Don't look at the others carefully?"

The richest man Wang still wants to cheat.

But Jiang Siming said with a smile: "No need, I really like this 12-panel landscape of Mr. Qi Baishi's landscape."

The richest man Wang's eyes trembled, but he didn't expect Jiang Siming to really know him.

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