Cheng Chunwei smiled very proudly: "That's necessary, listen to me, I'll arrange for the escort vehicle to come over in a while, and then you follow us over, just sign the storage and exhibition agreement, and leave the rest to me."
Lingxi said: "No problem, but do you really need any escort vehicle, I just found a small truck for more than 2,000 kilometers to pull it over, and I didn't see any bumps, not so squeamish." ” Cheng Chunwei's violent expression was revealed again, and he looked at Lingxi and said: "In your eyes, these are not valuable things, but in the eyes of everyone who knows how to paint, in my eyes, this is an immeasurable huge wealth, no matter how cautious it is, it should be, besides, it is the museum's own escort vehicle, and there is nothing troublesome to say." ” Cheng Chunwei suddenly had a ridiculous feeling that he was so careful and cautious about what he regarded as a treasure was just the casual work of the petite girl in front of him, this huge gap made people involuntarily feel a sense of powerlessness and was very hurt "Grandpa Cheng, just look at the arrangement," Lingxi replied.
While waiting for the art museum escort car to come, Cheng Chunwei sat in the courtyard with Lingxi drinking tea and chatting, and asked about Lingxi's affairs in the school, and he was very interested in a school that could cultivate a demon like Lingxi.
Although Lingxi told all the teachers in the school's art department, Cheng Chunwei carefully remembered every name, but none of them he had heard of.
Is there really a person who is self-taught and born to know?
Cheng Chunwei completely accepted his fate, it turned out that there really was, no, the girl who was adding water to his teacup in front of him was.
In this kind of chatter, time passed quickly, and just as Lingxi was about to get up and change to make tea, the car from the art museum arrived.
Not only did the staff on the escort car and supporting vehicles come, but Cheng Chunwei's special car also came, and he personally instructed the staff to carefully move the oil paintings in the house that had not yet been dismantled to the car.
The staff who came here were all very surprised, because their main job was to use some precious calligraphy and painting works to be exhibited in different art museums in turn, but what was the situation this time, a stack of picture frames randomly stacked in a rental house needed them to come over, and it would not be Director Cheng for private use But they didn't dare to say these thoughts, so they could only slander them in their hearts.
In the end, Cheng Chunwei personally held the dismantled oil painting and beckoned Lingxi to get into his special car and began to rush to the art museum.
When you get in the car, tell the driver that you must be cautious and drive slowly, such a driver is definitely not an indiscriminate number, and naturally drives the car steadily, so that people don't feel the bumps at all.
Walking and stopping all the way, I finally came to Cheng Chunwei's own territory in the afternoon, the underground special garage of the Municipal Art Museum.
When he arrived here, Cheng Chunwei finally became relaxed, he was very confident in the security measures here, and finally there was no need to worry about it.
The secretary waited here early, and when he saw Cheng Chunwei getting out of the car with difficulty holding a painting, he hurriedly greeted him and prepared to pick it up, but was bombarded by Cheng Chunwei to the side.
The female secretary asked aggrievedly: "Curator, what are you doing here, in the morning I issued a notice of the postponement of the exhibition for a week starting tomorrow, and the phone has not stopped, I want to know what is the reason for your big move?"
Cheng Chunwei's face darkened: "How do you speak, are you the curator or am I the curator, you want to go to heaven if you don't teach you a lesson for a few days, right, you can do whatever you want, how can there be so many problems?"
The female secretary looked left and right and saw that the staff were carrying the packaged oil paintings to the constant temperature warehouse according to the procedure, and there were only the driver and Lingxi next to them, and the driver seemed to feel something, and ran away immediately after giving Cheng Chunwei a confession.
Lingxi also felt that some strange atmosphere was fermenting.
I saw the female secretary say apologetically to Lingxi: "Little sister, it's inconvenient for me and the curator to have two minutes alone."
Lingxi was stunned, this is a situation, this old man can't see it "Of course," Lingxi said politely, and walked to the side.
With Lingxi's hearing, he naturally heard the conversation over there easily.
"Good daughter, in this public, don't mess around, if you have something to go home about, you are almost thirty years old, and you are so frizzy, you have to save some face for me" Cheng Chunwei's voice came.
Here's what's going on "I said Director Cheng, it was very majestic just now, I can tell you, stay away from that little girl, be careful when I go home and tell my mother, see if there is any good fruit for you to eat, at that time, you will not only lose face, I guess the inside is gone."
This is the voice of a female secretary.
Lingxi and Cheng Chunwei's hearts were rushed by 10,000 animals at the same time, where is this Cheng Chunwei lowered his voice and shouted: "What nonsense, the reason why I asked you to postpone those exhibition times is to prepare to exhibit Lingxi's paintings at any time."
The female secretary raised her eyebrows: "Comrade Cheng, you still say that it's okay, that girl is 20 years old, and you still paint exhibitions, you have been painting for more than 20 years, and you have learned to cheat ghosts, you are a fake public and private, power and sex trading" Lingxi felt that Cheng Chunwei really wanted to faint now, and was silent for a long time, unable to speak angrily.
It turns out that this female secretary is Cheng Chunwei's only daughter Cheng Chen, influenced by Cheng Chunwei, after graduating from primary school painting and the Imperial Academy of Fine Arts, Cheng Chunwei, who was distressed by his daughter, was arranged into the art museum.
After all, every day you see the works of the most high-level painters in the whole empire, and from time to time you can see the works of national treasure-level masters on special exhibitions, which is very helpful for the improvement of the level of painting.
Although Cheng Chunwei's own aesthetic vision is notoriously vicious and accurate in the circle, his kung fu is not top-notch, therefore, he also wants his only daughter to fill his regrets and make achievements in this area, Cheng Chen is also very competitive, and now he is less than thirty years old, and he is already a well-known painter in the circle.
Cheng Chunwei saw Cheng Chen, whose eyes were getting worse and worse, and he didn't speak, but just pointed the work he was holding in his hand towards her.
Time froze and froze in this moment.
There is no doubt that Cheng Chen must also be a person who understands painting, and compared with Cheng Chunwei, she, a young woman, has a deeper understanding and shock of the painting in front of her. oshow7 t1706231537: