But as expected, when we arrived at the formal Gallery, it was already full of high-ranking friends. Our family was very abrupt.

After entering the door, Murong Jin was entangled by other guests, so we looked around casually.

The gallery adopts the European architectural style of the last century. The hollow and top lobby adds a lot of historical charm to the inner room of the whole room through the method of making old. Under such an atmosphere, many oil paintings hanging on the wall have an unattainable sense of mystery.

After the center position, Shen Yu stares at the Mona Lisa's smile on the wall, stops and slightly squints his eyes to figure out, "do you guess this is an authentic or a fake?"

"The real one." I didn't even think about it and blurted out, "those who can come here are either rich or expensive. Besides, Murong Jin's family is rich, so he won't make a fake appearance."

"What do you think?" Shen Yu asked Fu Shenyan again.

"It can be true or false." Fu Shenyan said indifferently, "oil painting itself has no value, but people's pursuit has created today's popularity. To some extent, attaching the author's life experience and feelings to the work is a very excellent marketing means."

"You don't have to tell me about business. I'm talking to you about the authenticity of this painting." Shen Yu hands copy pocket, will suit coat back up, suddenly began to be true.

Fu Shenyan raised a sneer from the corner of his mouth. He bent over to hold an Xin up and said carelessly, "as many people believe, there is as much truth."

Then he took the child to see other paintings.

After Shen Yu and I exchanged our sight, we shook our shoulders to express our helplessness.

It's not unreasonable. The water in the art industry is really too deep. Just like gambling in stocks, it's a high-risk investment, and it's common to lose money.

However, looking at Murong Jin's high-profile style, he is obviously a leader in this industry, that is, one of the few people who decide the rules of the game. Naturally, he is absolutely profitable.

The appreciation of famous works has little attraction for us. After a few minutes, we have lost the excitement of just entering this palace.

Anxin is active. Fu Shenyan takes her to the villa outside to see the flowers, birds, fish and trees.

Shen Yu was always with me, but in the middle of the way, m country called, and it was not good to disturb the atmosphere of the main hall, so she took her mobile phone to the corridor outside.

Standing for a while a little tired, I was ready to find a place to rest feet, Murong Jin's voice is good unfortunately came from the side.

"My sister-in-law thinks that the tide is rising or falling?"

I was stunned for a moment, stood up straight, only to find that he was talking about a picture hanging on the wall in front of me.

The artistic conception of oil painting is very beautiful. The sea is full of sunshine and waves. The painter writes from a distant perspective. Therefore, at first glance, it looks like the tide is rising or falling.

After pondering carefully for a while, I gave the answer, "the tide is rising. The picture in the picture is obviously the picture of the rising sea at sunset. Look at the sun, although it is prosperous, it is about to annihilate with the sea level."

Murong Jin mouth with a faint smile, slightly drooping eyelids, "I think it's ebb tide, sunrise, seagulls flying, ebb tide, return to the source, you can imagine after the magnificent, just like life, step back, broad sky."

After all, the characters who have been dormant behind for so many years, such a simple painting, can even pun.

According to the meaning of this sentence, does Murong want to calm down?