Chapter 373

"If Miss Jiuyue wants to handle it, I can introduce the general manager here to you."

Although Ji Feiyue wanted to deal with it, she thought that she didn't know when she would come here after she left. It was useless to deal with it, so she refused with a smile, "just deal with the membership, but I know what master Mo wants."

Under the guidance of the waiter, the party came to the exclusive VIP room of Mo Xin.

The interior of another kind of decoration style, can't help but let Ji Fei Yue novel look a few more eyes.

Different from the luxury and luxury in other boxes, it is very simple and elegant, with a strong fragrance of calligraphy everywhere.

It can be seen that the owner of the box must be a modest gentleman with elegant temperament.

Ji Feiyue's eyes swept over Mo Xinhe. His temperament was really elegant and clean, just like a banished immortal who didn't dye the world. Although the mask covered his face, it couldn't cover the temperament that he exuded from the inside out.

Ji Feiyue's eyes inadvertently scanned a landscape painting, which was from Bi Huachun's works. I heard that copying alone bought tens of millions of prices, but I don't know whether this painting is authentic.

Ji Feiyue stepped forward and wanted to have a close look at the painting.

Mo Xin 枂 see, smile light said, "nine Yue miss if you like, can take away."

Ji Feiyue just reached out and touched the paper, then heard the voice of Mo Xinhe behind him, shocked.

I'll go. Is it so generous?

If she read it correctly, the painting should be authentic.

Ji Feiyue feels very hot about Mo Xinhe's painting, which he says to send as soon as possible.

"Master Mo is really generous. If I read it correctly, it should be the real work, isn't it?" Ji Feiyue turns around with a smile, and her eyes fall on Mo Xinhe.

Mo Xin Lei seems to think of something in general, holding a teacup hand meal, the corner of the mouth with a simple smile seems to have a die of solidification.

But soon, it returned to normal.

"The genuine product was accidentally destroyed. This is a high-quality imitation that I have asked someone to copy. I'll leave it here as a souvenir."

Ji Feiyue naturally sees the rigidity of Mo Xin's death in the fundus of his eyes. His eyes don't light up, so as not to sink a little.

As early as a few years ago, she heard that the original painting had been auctioned by a super rich man, which caused quite a stir at that time.

Various media tried every means to find out the identity of the rich man, but no matter they used all kinds of methods, they could not find out any relevant information.

I don't know if someone has done something behind the scenes. After half a year, it gradually faded. Even if you search online, you can't find any information.

I didn't expect that this painting was actually taken by Mo Xinluo.

However, he just said that the original work was accidentally destroyed. What's the matter?

"Can miss Ji play chess? Would you like a game? "

"No, I'm poor at chess. If I play chess with master Mo, I guess I'm the one who was abused." Ji Feiyue refuses with a smile.

Mo Xin's eyes light is not dark, her chess skill is not exquisite, his heart is not clear?

Mo Xin's face is still that elegant appearance. He pushes a cup of tea to Ji Feiyue.

"Miss Ji didn't drink the tea I made before. How can I say that she would like to have a drink this time?"