Chapter 1503 Bamboo and Rock Picture

At three o'clock in the afternoon, a motorcade drove out from the Lu family's house and headed towards the 'Wan Garden' booked by Lu Fengshou.

The weather in the Black Triangle has always been unpredictable. The sun was shining one second, and it was pouring with rain the next, so the sky was clear when the team went out.

The sky was overcast, and it looked like it was about to rain heavily, but it never fell.

Uncle Mi once judged that this was not a good sign to go out and advised Lu Fengshou to wait for another time, but was scolded by Lu Fengshou.

At this tea party, not only Lu Fengshou was coming, but Lu Youmi was also going to appear, so Ye Tianlong also followed.

The snipers and explosions in the morning made Lu Fengshou and the others very solemn, but they had no shadow on Ye Tianlong. He didn't take it to heart at all.

Along the way, Ye Tianlong was either joking with Lu Youmi, taking out his mobile phone to play games, and occasionally sending a few text messages.

During this period, Ye Tianlong received a message from Fu Yuanwai, asking where Ye Tianlong was. He was going to send someone to pick up Ye Tianlong for a visit.

Ye Tianlong thought for a while and finally passed on the location of 'Wan Garden'.

Zhao Wenguang also sent a message to find him, and Ye Tianlong asked him to leave an address and visit him in person when he was free.

Later, Ye Tianlong talked with Lu Youmi again, and learned from her that Lao Lu was not only the head of the Lu family, but also the president of the Black Triangle Chinese Business Association.

It is the natural living habit of Chinese people that when they start working hard in a strange place, they will stick together to form an organization with a sense of belonging and advance and retreat together.

At the same time, there are also many shortcomings of the Chinese people, that is, after solving the problem of survival, they are used to starting internal fighting.

Lu Fengshou struggled to take root at the beginning, but he not only dared to fight hard, but also dared to take the lead, so he became the leader of Chinese businessmen in the Black Triangle and served as the president for more than ten years.

The Wang family came to the Black Triangle to do clothing and construction business. They were once so poor that they had to smuggle and sell drugs. In the end, the Lu family relied on gathering orders from Chinese businessmen to survive.

Wang Jiacai was so grateful for this that he recognized Lu Fengshou as his eldest brother. Whenever he encountered any problems, he would ask Lu Fengshou: "Brother, please take care of me..."

However, in the past few years, life for Chinese businessmen has begun to get better. The Chinese businessmen organization that used to be a group has begun to loosen up, and Wang Jiacai has also set his sights on the position of president.

This position of president not only involves the operation of membership fees of 70 to 80 million yuan, but also involves the privilege of the president to receive a 30% discount from members.

So in the past two years, Lu Fengshou always thought that the relationship between the two families was good. In fact, the Wang family had not paid attention to the Lu family for a long time.

It's just that Wang Jiacai never found the opportunity to rise to the top.

Hearing Lu Youmi's words, Ye Tianlong began to feel that today's tea party would not go well...

"Woo——"

Twenty minutes later, the Lu family's motorcade arrived at its destination, Wanhua Garden.

Wanhua Garden is a renovated street facing the river. The entire club is composed of countless pavilions. The roadside is full of various flowers, which is very beautiful.

This is a place of tranquility amid the bustle of the city, with gray tile eaves appearing and disappearing among the dense woods and lights.

The various pavilions and the blooming flowers all give people a sense of winding the mountain to view the scenery, and feel the style in one step.

This clubhouse is only five or six meters away from the beach and only thirty meters away from the rolling triangle river.

Therefore, whenever guests find a place in the club, they can see the scenery of thousands of sails passing by, so it is quite pleasant to feel the tranquility while drinking.

This is the most comfortable and luxurious place for recreation in the Black Triangle, so the club here has always been very prosperous!

"Hello, Mr. Lu."

When Lu Fengshou and Ye Tianlong got out of the car, a woman dressed in black and several people came up to greet her. She said without much emotion in her voice:

"Mr. Wang and the others have been waiting for a long time. Come with me to the Peony Pavilion."

While speaking, she glanced at Ye Tianlong a few times, her eyes a little scrutinizing, as if she thought he was a bit strange, but she quickly regained her composure.

Uncle Mi was slightly startled: "Peony Pavilion? I ordered the Lotus Pavilion."

Lu Fengshou prefers lotus and thinks it can wake up his eyes, so Uncle Mi will set up a lotus pavilion when entertaining guests or family banquets here.

The woman dressed in black seemed to have expected this answer, and said without comment: "Mr. Wang thinks that peonies are more beautiful than lotus flowers."

"He and Mr. Chen are already at the Peony Pavilion. If Mr. Lu insists on going to the Lotus Pavilion, he may not be able to see a bunch of old friends."

There is something in the words, and Ye Tianlong can hear the smell of gunpowder in the fight for the right to speak. This is not only a fight for the pavilion, but also a fight between Lu and Wang to take the lead.

When Uncle Mi and Lu Youmi's expressions changed, Lu Fengshou laughed loudly and waved his hands gently: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, we are all our own people."

"Lotus Pavilion, Peony Pavilion, or Orchid Pavilion, they are all the same. Lao Wang and the others are at Peony Pavilion, so let's go to Peony Pavilion."

Lu Fengshou remained calm and calm: "It's better to move alone than with a dozen people. Miss Du, please."

The woman dressed in black stretched out her hand and responded: "Mr. Lu really knows how to measure, please come this way."

She unconsciously raised the corners of her mouth, with disdain in her eyes, as if she had already expected Lu Fengshou to compromise.

The woman in black quickly led Lu Fengshou and others there. The Peony Pavilion was not far from the entrance, but the pavilion looked very big and the direct road was wide.

There were cars parked in the three parking lots on the road, including cars, commercial vehicles, jeeps, and a few cars with a strong smell of makeup, which were very dazzling.

There is no doubt that Wang Jiacai and his group are not the only ones here today.

"Mr. Lu, we're here."

Lu Fengshou was soon led to the front of the Peony Pavilion. After the Lu family's bodyguards dispersed, Lu Fengshou took Ye Tianlong, his daughter and Uncle Mi in.

The pavilion is semi-open, almost equal to a corridor and hall.

Ye Tianlong looked around and saw that in addition to the more than fifty bodyguards from various families scattered around, there were also young and old people occupying a corner each.

Sitting on the left side were dozens of men and women in colorful clothes, holding wine glasses and chatting and laughing, talking about jewelry, luxury cars, helicopters, lions and the like.

Sitting on the right were a dozen old men in colorful clothes, all of them high-spirited, surrounding a table piled with calligraphy, paintings and rice paper.

"This picture is majestic, with steep mountains, towering boulders, and clumps of orchids and bamboos spreading out. It is definitely an authentic work of Zheng Banqiao."

Among the old men in colorful clothes, there is an old man wearing a dark blue shirt and black trousers. He is holding a painting and pointing out the country with a smile on his face.

This old man has thin hair, a big belly, a tall nose, and sharp eyes. He looks like a shrewd businessman. He is Wang Jiacai.

The dozen or so old men around him nodded and expressed their praise and flattery.

"Lao Wang, Lao Chen, good afternoon. You guys came very early."

Many people had seen Lu Fengshou enter the pavilion, but no one stood up to greet him. When Uncle Mi moved his lips, Lu Fengshou laughed loudly:

"What calligraphy and painting are you looking at? Zheng Banqiao's stuff? Come on, let me take a look. I'm a professional."

Lu Fengshou approached Wang Jiacai's group with a smile, and wanted to use the appreciation of calligraphy and painting to build rapport: "Let me take a look, is it true or false?"

Ye Tianlong glanced at the calligraphy and painting in the other person's hand, his eyelids twitched, and then there was a hint of self-deprecation.

"Bamboo and Stone Pictures" by Zheng Banqiao.

But before Lu Feng could take a second look, Wang Jiacai put it away and said calmly: "This is an authentic work, and there is no need for Brother Lu to appreciate it."

Then, he looked away from Lu Fengshou and started talking to several old men in colorful clothes next to him:

"Old Chen, Old Zhang, do you think the "Bamboo and Stone Painting" I bought for 500,000 yuan is worth 20 million if it is auctioned?"

Wang Jiacai completely ignored Lu Fengshou and others: "The auction price five years ago was fifteen million."

Several old men in colorful clothes said with a smile: "You can make a huge profit if you sell it for 10 million, 500,000, 10 million, but it's twenty times the price, which is a huge profit compared to white goods."

"Lao Wang's vision is getting better and better. He sees everything accurately."

"I wouldn't dare to buy a painting for 200,000 yuan, but he spends 500,000 yuan on it. If it's a genuine painting, he should make the profit."

"Yes, he has sharp eyesight, unlike some people who can't always see clearly..."

The corner of Lu Fengshou's mouth twitched, he wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it.

At this time, Ye Tianlong smiled faintly, picked up a piece of rice paper from the table, and then picked up a writing brush, writing quickly without saying a word.

At this moment, Uncle Mi came up with a poem: There are hills and valleys hidden in the chest, and the charm of the pen is vivid.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

In the astonishment of Lu Fengshou and Lu Youmi, Ye Tianlong danced like a dragon and a phoenix, and instantly sketched many traces of black ink and stone on a piece of white paper.

"Why are you touching our things?"

Wang Jiacai raised his face and shouted: "There are no rules, Lao Lu, who did you bring?"

"Snapped!"

When the other old men in colorful clothes also looked at Lu Fengshou with reproachful eyes, Ye Tianlong shook his right hand, and the ink from the pen tip poured out, and he wrote the last stroke fiercely.

Then, Ye Tianlong picked up the rice paper and shook it. With a 'crash' sound, the rice paper unfolded in front of everyone. When the sun shone, it was beautiful.

"Everyone, how much do you think my painting "Bamboo and Stone" will fetch at auction?"

Before Wang Jiacai and others could snort, an accomplished old man in colorful clothes quickly shouted:

"How come these two paintings are exactly the same?"