Urban God-level Youth-Chapter 493 - 495 Investigation
Chapter 493: Chapter 495 Investigation
Mr. Dai had many disciples and friends in the calligraphy and painting circles.
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They posted in support of Mr. Dai, “Mr. Dai, being the vice president of the Calligraphy and Painting Association, has an understanding of calligraphy that you can’t compare with. If Mr. Dai says it’s trash, then it must be trash.”
“A bunch of NC fans, you don’t understand anything and just rant against Mr. Dai.”
“One of Mr. Dai’s calligraphy works goes for millions; do you think Mr. Dai would be jealous of him? Ridiculous.”
“Just a bunch of ignorant rubbish. With fans like that, I can see that Qin Hao isn’t any good either.”
The words of these people made Qin Hao’s fans even angrier, and they began to spread the news amongst themselves.
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In many fan club groups supporting Qin Hao: “Everyone come quick, someone freaking insulted Mr. Qin.”
“Who the hell dares to insult Mr. Qin? I’m on it.”
“What the hell, brothers, charge!”
In an instant, many of Qin Hao’s fans came online to understand the ins and outs of the issue, and they started to fiercely attack Mr. Dai and his group.
Later, someone revealed, “Someone called Mr. Qin’s work trash? This painting was done by Mr. Qin, auctioned at my Shenghua Auction, and the final bid was over two billion.”
“This is a foreign calligraphy and painting auction item. One of Mr. Qin’s oil paintings was auctioned for over four hundred million Federation dollars.”
There were photos below, as well as the final auction price and photos.
When Mr. Dai and the others saw these messages, they couldn’t help but let out a snort of laughter. A painting worth tens of billions?
The level of these internet shills is really too low, huh? Why don’t you freaking say hundreds of billions?
But when they saw the information of the person who posted it, they were stunned; it was Zhu Huasheng, the Chairman of Shenglong Group.
Qin Hao’s fans also found it hard to believe, but among the paintings Zhu Huasheng brought out, there was also a nomination from Qin Hao.
It was the same seal script used for his name, identical to the nomination Qin Hao wrote on that line of poetry.
Many of the business tycoons who had attended the auction also came forward to confirm the news.
Qin Hao was rising to great heights at the moment, and many people were looking for an opportunity to get close to him, but had no way of doing so.
Dozens of well-known business magnates stepped forward to confirm the incident, and no one doubted that the event was fabricated any longer.
“Even though it’s just a photo, the artistic conception of the painting is indeed very strong.”
“A painting worth tens of billions? My god, poverty limits my imagination.”
“Worthy of Mr. Qin, so freaking awesome!!”
“Mr. Dai, why aren’t you talking now? Aren’t your paintings worth millions? You really scared me.”
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Throughout this entire event, Qin Hao never made an appearance, and then Mr. Dai and his group fell silent, utterly defeated.
Some people thought Qin Hao couldn’t be bothered to come forward, but it wasn’t that he couldn’t be bothered; he just didn’t know about it.
He was at home washing vegetables with Han Meng, preparing to make lunch.
After lunch, Li Yushi and Li Jin left; Qin Hao could tell that his mother was much happier than before.
She understood the purpose behind Li Yushi and Li Jin’s visit; the Li Family was extending an olive branch and also testing the waters.
After being away from the Li Family for so many years, Li Shujie, to be honest, had dreamt about being forgiven by her parents.
Now that things were moving in the direction she had hoped for, how could she not be happy?
Seeing his wife happy made Mr. Qin happy too; he owed Li Shujie a lot over the years, and fortunately, their son had made them proud.
That afternoon, many company executives visited Jianghai High-tech Company.
Initially, all were turned away at the door, but as the number of people grew, Chang Jing eventually let everyone in to explain the company’s situation.
Currently, the company’s production capacity was insufficient to supply everyone, and Xuan Country’s military had also signed a strategic contract with Xinghai Company.
In the next two months, it would be difficult to supply everyone; only after two months, when the production line increases output, would they choose suitable companies for collaboration.
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In the afternoon, Qin Hao received a call from Fan Ruobing.
Fan Ruobing, “Are you done with your work? Do you have time this afternoon? Come and teach me how to paint.”
“How’s your illness? Are you better?” Qin Hao asked.
Fan Ruobing, “I’m already better.”
Qin Hao, “It just so happens that I’m free these days; I’ll come over in a bit.”
“Mm, I’ll be waiting for you at home.”
After hanging up the phone, Qin Hao informed his parents, and then he left.
He took a car towards the neighborhood where Fan Ruobing lived. On the way, he called Li Wenjun, “Wen Jun, can you find out who exactly is coming to Xuan Country tomorrow?”
Li Wenjun, “Mr. Qin, are you talking about the people in the visiting delegation?”
Qin Hao, “That’s right, don’t bother with the official personnel. What I need are the business tycoons who are coming with them.”
Li Wenjun replied, “I can find that out. However, we don’t have anyone over there; we can only buy the information from the Federation.”
Qin Hao, “Then buy it, I want detailed information.”
Li Wenjun, “Okay, Mr. Qin, I’ll get you the news by tonight.”
Only by knowing the enemy and knowing yourself can you win every battle.
How could Qin Hao negotiate with them without understanding those people?
A little after two-thirty in the afternoon, Qin Hao arrived at Fan Ruobing’s front door. He rang the doorbell a few times, and Fan Ruobing quickly opened the door from inside.
Her complexion had already returned to normal; the illness had long been completely cured.
“Come in,” Fan Ruobing said with a hint of excitement in her heart, but her expression remained cool.
Qin Hao walked in and looked around before asking, “Your aunt isn’t here?”
Fan Ruobing, “She came yesterday and took a painting with her; she’s probably preparing for another auction.”
She led Qin Hao into the studio, which used to be a study room before she converted it into her own painting studio.
Many paintings hung on the walls, nearly all of them Qin Hao’s works.
“What do you think of my painting?” Fan Ruobing pointed to one of the paintings and asked.
Qin Hao nodded, “It’s pretty good, you’ve improved quickly.”
Her painting skills had nearly caught up to Qin Hao’s level when he first started painting.
Fan Ruobing said to him, “I also want to learn how to paint animals. Teach me how to paint animals today.”
Qin Hao, “Mm, sure.”
Fan Ruobing was wearing a casual suit from the Huafei brand, loose and comfortable, showing off a graceful figure.
After thirty minutes or so, a divine beast, a white tiger, vividly appeared on paper. Its body was massive, with white tiger stripes covering it. Its gaze was like that of copper bells, fierce and ferocious, its fangs protruding, and the aura of killing was very intense.
Seeing this, Qin Hao’s face showed a look of satisfaction.
A hint of surprise flashed in Fan Ruobing’s eyes, and her cheeks became a little red because this was a white tiger.
Her beautiful eyes looked at Qin Hao with tender affection.
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More than ten minutes later, Fan Ruobing froze for a moment, then hurriedly got up and ran into the washroom.
At that moment, Qin Hao’s phone suddenly rang; it was a call from Xia Qing. He quickly answered.
Xia Qing’s voice came through the phone somewhat panicked, “Qin Hao, where are you? There are several people downstairs and at the entrance. They are blocking me, and I’m too scared to go out.”
[First update, on this Qixi Chinese Valentine’s Day, bringing you some dog food. I wonder how many beauties will be spoiled today…]
