"This..." Mr. Qiu was a little anxious, "Director Wang, please take care of yourself."

"Old man, I don't like to hear your words. I didn't say I don't worry about it, I've been doing this for you all the time. But I can't just violate the rules and regulations just because of your few words?" Wang Xingduo stared road.

When Qiu Muying heard this, she cursed secretly in her heart.

Well, this old fox is another master who does not scatter eagles when he sees rabbits.

"But..." Mr. Qiu wanted to say something, but was held back by Qiu Muying.

"Grandpa, drink your tea quickly, or it will be cold."

While talking, Qiu Muying winked at Grandpa, signaling him not to worry about it, and she will settle this matter.

Afterwards, Qiu Muying poured another glass of wine for Wang Xingduo, and said with a smile: "Director Wang, you have misunderstood my grandfather."

"As far as your relationship with my husband is concerned, of course we know that you will definitely try your best to help us. Of course, if we really have difficulties, we have no choice but to wait. Director Wang must not be allowed to violate discipline, right? "

"Yingying, you..." Qiu Muying's words made Qiu Guang and others anxious.

They set up this banquet today and called Wang Xingduo over to get this approval as soon as possible.

If they could wait, why would they let Qiu Muying and his wife be lobbyists?

Hearing Qiu Muying's words, Mr. Qiu and Mr. Qiu were naturally anxious.

However, Qiu Muying winked at them again, telling them not to interrupt, she had her own countermeasures.

"Okay, let's not talk about this."

After being polite, Qiu Muying changed the topic and said, "By the way, Director Wang, I heard that you have a lot of research on calligraphy and painting, don't you?"

Wang Xingduo was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect Qiu Muying to know him a lot. It seems that he did a lot of homework before coming here.

"En." Wang Xingduo nodded, "But it's not really any research. It's just that under the influence of my father, I like to admire some calligraphy and paintings, especially the works of ancient Chinese literature masters."

"I don't know, but Director Wang has seen the paintings of Tang Bohu, a master of traditional Chinese painting in the Ming Dynasty?" Qiu Muying asked with a smile.

But upon hearing this, Wang Xingduo was taken aback immediately, his eyes widened: "Tang Bohu?"

"You mean, Tang Yin's paintings of the Four Great Talents in the South of the Yangtze River?"

"Exactly." Qiu Muying nodded.

But Wang Xingduo quickly shook his head and said with emotion: "Tang Yin is the most outstanding painter in the Ming Dynasty, and his artistic attainments are among the best even in the thousands of years of Chinese culture. Although there are paintings handed down from generation to generation, each one is a treasure. Tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions, are hard to come by!"

"We are just a civil servant in a small town, how can we have the opportunity to see such treasures?"

"However, if there is a chance in this life to pay close attention to it, it means that death will be in peace."

Wang Xingduo sighed and said.

Seeing this, Qiu Muying continued to smile and said, "Director Wang, I have a painting here. I don't know if it's an authentic work by Tang Yin. I also ask Director Wang to show Changyan."

"What? You really have Tang Yin's painting? Come on, show it to me." Wang Xingduo was also excited, and stood up from his seat.

"Director Wang, don't worry, I'll get it right away. But we're not sure if it's true or not, and we have to ask Director Wang to take a look."

While speaking, Qiu Muying asked Chu Wenfei to take the painting out of the bag. JrNovels.com