Yu Mansheng was about to step forward and knock on the door, but Wei Rong took a step ahead of her, "This kind of thing should be done by the assistant." ”"Who are the two?"
after knocking on the door, the people in the courtyard asked.Wei Rong said, "Hello, excuse me, let's visit Han Lao." ”"The old gentleman is not at home."
The other party immediately refused, obviously for such a visit has long been commonplace."
We're here to return Han Lao's belongings that he accidentally lost."
Wei Rong said again, Mansheng took a step forward, took out the handkerchief, Wei Rong took it and handed it forward, "Take a look." ”The other party opened the handkerchief and looked at it, and then said happily, "You wait first" After a while, the man turned back, "Please two of you come in." ”There is a spacious study room in the bungalow, full of all kinds of calligraphy and paintings, and the air is full of the fragrance of books and ink.Old Secretary Wu, who has followed Han Lao for decades, said with relief, "But now that you have found this pen, you can rest assured now." ”"Those two are coming," the old secretary looked back, and there was a strange woman walking in front, followed by another person, presumably an assistant.But when he saw the approaching face, he was surprised.Immediately, the male voice spoke politely, "Old Han, take the liberty to disturb, our young lady is the eldest daughter of the chairman of the Lin family, and she came to visit." ”Han Yu was also stunned at this moment, "Your young lady" Wei Rong replied, "Yes." ”Such an honorific title made Mansheng a little shaken, and she responded in a timely manner, "Hello Han Lao, my name is Lin Mansheng." ”Han Lao's eyes wandered and asked, "Then the other one is," Mansheng said, "He is my assistant Wei Rong." ”Han Lao was stunned and then became curious, so he smiled and said, "It turned out to be Miss Lin and Mr.
Assistant, please sit down." ”"I'm going to serve you tea."
The old secretary is also a smart person, and he doesn't break the relationship.Tea came up, and the three of them sat in the hall chatting."
That day's municipal meeting, probably Han Lao, you accidentally fell out when you left, and I happened to pick it up."
Mansheng said, "I wanted to send it to Han Lao immediately, but you have already left." ”"Fortunately, I was picked up by Miss Lin, otherwise, I really couldn't find it."
Han Yu smiled, "Let's have tea." ”Mansheng picked up the teacup and tasted it, looked at the book house and said, "Old Han, you really have a study of calligraphy and painting. ”"Laymen just have a good time when they look at paintings."
Han Yu said, a pair of old eyes narrowed, and he found an item with sharp eyes, and said with that title, "The one at the assistant's feet, is it a painting scroll?"
”Wei Rong smiled, and the two had a silent tacit understanding.Mansheng only thought that there was something to talk about now, "The painting I bought a few days ago has always been with me, and I am planning to take it home today." ”"Since you're here, let's open it and take a look."
Han Lao was interested.The three of them got up together and came to the table, and after the scroll was slowly unfolded, it was an ancient landscape painting."
The style of painting is delicate and atmospheric, and the feeling of this paradise is really lifelike."
Han Lao admired, "It seems that Miss Lin is also a person who knows how to paint, come and see me here, which one is the best" The room full of paintings made it impossible for Mansheng to choose, but someone helped her out in a daze, "As soon as our young lady came in, she stared at Han Lao's picture of your phoenix nirvana." ”"This painting is genuine, and I deliberately placed it in the corner because I didn't want to be seen."
Han Lao applauded, "Miss Lin has such good eyesight, then she must be able to see which one is a fake" Once again, Han Lao said, "Assistant Wei, don't answer for your young lady this time." ”Wei Rong's smile faded a little, and none of the houses were fakes.The back road was cut off, and Mansheng looked around and said, "There are fakes" Han Lao smiled, as if confirming that she did not have enough identification standards, but Mansheng said, "The newly hung painting on the cloister wall on the first floor of the meeting hall of Huamao International Building is a fake."