Xu Qingshan's office is decorated in an ancient style. There is an ancient shelf not far from the left of the entrance, with several antiques on it, and several paintings hanging on the wall on the other side.

The paintings are freehand landscapes, which are very artistic and can easily see the author's level.

Xia Wanxin sat down and Xu Qingshan made tea himself.

She smiled and said casually: "I didn't expect that Mr. Higashino's original work was actually here with Uncle Xu, and it's hard to find a fortune outside."

After hearing this, Xu Qingshan smiled unchanged and pushed a cup of tea: "Just, I'm so old, how can I do this? These two paintings were made by me with some thoughts. As for the original works, of course, I can't do it.

Owned.”

"Fake?" Xia Wanxin raised a thin eyebrows, looking unexpected.

Xu Qingshan laughed twice and nodded.

Xia Wanxin turned around and looked at her again, her eyes almost sank.

With her eyesight, she would not be able to even be able to distinguish between genuine and fake products.

These two paintings by Xu Qingshan were obviously real paintings, but they told her that they were fake.

Xia Wanxin calmly looked calm.

Xu Qingshan also poured himself a cup of tea.

The fragrance of tea lingers and water vapor surrounds it.

He sat down comfortably, took a sip, and then said, "Wanxin came to see me today, what's wrong?"

Xia Wanxin was serious and her lips curled up in three minutes: "I wonder if Uncle Xu has heard of the news about Berlang Company recently?"

"Belang?" Xu Qingshan's actions of drinking tea were served.

He nodded, his eyes wandering around Xia Wanxin's face, as if he was looking at something.

Soon after, he spoke: "Of course I heard about it, I wonder if you want to say it..."

Xia Wanxin took out something from her bag.

The thin card looked inconspicuous, but the words on it made Xu Qingshan suddenly open his eyes wide, and he didn't even notice the tea in his hand.

He said in surprise: "This is the invitation letter to the Berron meeting?"

Xia Wanxin's face remained unchanged, and she kept holding a standard smile: "Yes."

Xu Qingshan really looked at her with admiration.

This invitation seems inconspicuous, and the entire mall probably has no more than ten.

There was actually one in Xia Wanxin's hand.

His eyes changed a lot, covered them all, shook his head and sighed, and said helplessly: "It's true that the Yangtze River is pushing the previous wave, and this world will soon belong to you young people."

"Uncle Xu is humble. You are in your prime. Mrs. Xu is thriving in your hands, right?" Xia Wanxin's voice was gentle, and she put the invitation letter on the table, pushing her fingers like scallion.

She smiled and said, "I'm here not to show off. Uncle Xu, this is what I gave to you."

Even though Xu Qingshan Shopping Mall has been around for many years, after hearing this sentence, I was stunned for a while.

He asked in disbelief: "You want to send me this invitation?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately asked, "Why?"

This time, there was a little more vigilance and scrutiny on my face.

There is no free lunch in the world. If something happens, it must be other intentions.

Xia Wanxin seemed to be unaware of his sudden sharp eyes.

She sat there calmly and said in a warm voice: "Before, when I was abroad, Brother Feng took good care of me. Beilang is a pharmaceutical equipment company, and the Xu family is a pharmaceutical family."

She smiled slightly, and a bit of glamor appeared on her bright face: "Since I want to give it back, I naturally have to meet my preferences. I believe Uncle Xu needs this invitation more than me."

Xu Qingshan couldn't say he was not moved, but his vigilance did not fade.
Chapter completed!