Chapter 940

After everyone was seated, Ruan Kangde gave a short speech, which was nothing more than a polite gesture.

This time, because he was tired, he only said a few words, and arranged for the kitchen to start serving the dishes.

This dinner is mainly based on local Chinese dishes, and all the chefs invited are extremely famous. All kinds of dishes, fried, fried, and deep-fried are all familiar. As the dishes are served one by one, the banquet hall has already been filled with The aroma of vegetables and wine.

All the dishes are full of color, fragrance, and taste, just looking at them is enough to make your index finger move.

The wine on the table, in addition to Huaxia's famous white wine and rice wine, is also accompanied by wine. Any bottle is worth a lot of money, which can cover the annual expenses of ordinary people.

However, these people present have seen the big world, and they did not come to this dinner for food and drink. For them, what they saw in their eyes were wealthy businessmen in China, and many of them were well-known entrepreneurs. Usually, but rarely have the opportunity to gather so many people together.

For these people, such a good opportunity should not be used for drinking and eating, but to seize this opportunity and exchange feelings. Some people don't know each other yet, so they invite someone as a referral to make friends .

All of a sudden, the scene of the dinner party became lively. People in the business field are good at talking. With so many famous entrepreneurs and wealthy people gathered in one place, they are likely to cooperate in the future. Naturally, everyone With a smile, the mouth is full of lotus flowers.

Many people held wine glasses in their hands, coming and going, shuttling between the various wine tables, toasting and laughing, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Lin Mengjia and Kong Qinghua were also called over by the bosses of several big companies in Pingyang. They talked about some topics about future development and had a pleasant conversation.

At Tang Feng's table, Old Shen and Kong Liangji were also smiling and talking.

At the beginning, the two of them just talked about their daily routines and talked about their physical condition, but as the discussion deepened, they started talking about the situation in Yanjing.

When speaking of these, the voices of both of them were very low.

Chen Jianfei was on the side, not speaking, but looked around vigilantly, lest someone would come over.

However, these people present are all smart people, seeing this situation and knowing the secret they said, who would be so blind to bump into it at this time? Even if he wanted to chat with Kong Liangji, he would stay away from him to avoid being suspected.

The conversation between these two people could not be heard by others, but Tang Feng could hear it clearly.

What they talked about was nothing more than the topic of the government's business trends, which could be regarded as very sensitive on such occasions, but Tang Feng had no interest in it.

After all, Lin Mengjia didn't intend to go to Yanjing for development in the short term, so the news was of no use to Tang Feng.

Ruan Kangde approached Tang Feng, smiled and said to him: "Mr. Tang, is this dish not to your taste?"

Seeing that Tang Feng barely moved his chopsticks and didn't even touch a drop of wine, he felt a little puzzled.

Although he doesn't know much about Chinese cuisine, the whole world is the same when it comes to food. As long as it is delicious, it is a feast for the eyes. Who cares about the culture behind this food?

He is quite picky about food, but he can't find anything wrong with the table full of dishes.

Tang Feng glanced at the dishes on the table, and said lightly, "It's okay."

In the face of these dishes, this kind of evaluation is not high.

Tang Feng didn't care about eating at all, even bigu would have no effect on his body at all, so naturally he didn't care whether the food was delicious or not.

Seeing that Tang Feng was obviously not interested in this topic, Ruan Kangde smiled mischievously, sat next to him, and said, "Mr. Tang, just now you said that there is something wrong with that painting, can you explain it in detail?" Tell me?"

Tang Feng looked at Ruan Kangde and said calmly, "How did you get this painting?"

"At an auction." Ruan Kangde replied quickly, he had already said this once before.

Moreover, that auction was public, and many people present probably knew about it.

"You have always been interested in Huaxia calligraphy and painting?" Tang Feng asked, "You said that you also collected another picture of Tang Yin's lady, besides this, do you have others?"

Ruan Kangde showed a trace of shame, and said: "To be honest, sir, among all my collections, there are only these two Huaxia paintings."

Tang Feng twitched the corner of his mouth lightly, and said lightly: "I knew it was like this."

Ruan Kangde was a little puzzled, and said, "I don't know why sir say that?"

"The price of Tang Yin's ancient paintings has always been high in the market. The overseas market is even higher than the domestic ones. Those who can buy such paintings are regarded as treasures. If it is not for extremely special circumstances, they are all It will not be put up for auction."

Tang Feng's eyes fell on Ruan Kangde's face, and there was a faint smile in his eyes.

Ruan Kangde was tongue-tied and said hesitantly, "I don't quite understand what Mr. Tang means."

"This dinner is for charity, and you set such a low price, because you know that this painting will definitely be photographed, but you don't feel bad about it. You want to give the picture of a lady to me. I didn't hesitate and didn't even think about it. Does this mean that you don't really care about these two paintings, and you only have these two Chinese calligraphy and paintings in your home? Waiting for calligraphy and painting, in fact, I have no interest."

Ruan Kangde seemed to feel that the banquet hall was a bit hot, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. He took out a handkerchief and wiped it, and then said: "Mr. Tang is right, in fact, I am more interested in oil paintings than oil paintings." Yu Huaxia Traditional Chinese Painting."

Tang Feng nodded.

Ruan Kangde was born in the West, grew up in the West, and inherited the title of a certain Western country. Under the influence of this kind of culture, it is normal for him to be more interested in oil paintings than Chinese traditional paintings.

It's just that one of these things is abnormal.

With a faint smile on the corner of Tang Feng's lips, he said, "Then why, at that auction, did you pay a huge sum of money to buy a painting that you have no interest in at all?"

Ruan Kangde wiped his sweat again, and said: "At that time, I didn't know much about Huaxia traditional Chinese painting. I just heard that this horizontal axis of mountains and rivers was a masterpiece by a famous artist, so I took it and wanted to appreciate it carefully. Later, because of For the same reason, I photographed another painting by Tang Yin, but in the end it turned out to be counterproductive. After all, I didn’t really appreciate these paintings, so they put them on the shelf, which is why I brought them here this time. "

These words sound really impeccable.