If it weren't for the decoration of the courtyard, if it weren't for Gao Leng's effort to install the courtyard, I am afraid that Starlight Group would not enter the international market so early.

Gao Leng will not begin to deploy abroad so quickly.

I really didn't think about going overseas.

When he entered the gallery, Gao Leng did not feel any difference from the usual. He did not expect that this step is of great significance, and the next series of chain reactions will make him short in the future. Day, a decision was made to acquire an overseas company.

And officially drew a road map for going abroad.

Firm and decisive.

You must know that in the high-cold composition, it would take ten years or more for the Starlight Group to gain profits on the international stage. I don't know whether destiny chose Gao Leng, or Gao Leng created his own destiny. In short, this step is taken.

Different from what I knew in every step of the previous battle in Gao Leng, this time, it was a mistake.

On a warm autumn afternoon, Gao Leng followed the designer into the courtyard. As soon as he reached the door, Gao Leng couldn't help but sigh.

I saw the word "Gaofu" with a handsome ileum, and the simple wooden door plaque, which looked atmospheric and unassuming.

"This door plaque is refurbished, right?" Gao Leng stopped and raised his head, loving him. He didn't quite understand this, but you can see that this door plaque reveals a flow of years.

"Old brand." The designer was slightly proud: "This is the brand of Gao Yuesong's mansion in the Qing Dynasty. This Gao Yuesong was the second place in the imperial examination in Tongzhi of the Qing Dynasty and was selected by the emperor. The seven generations of the Gao family were officials. The brand of Gaofu in the Eight Classics."

"Oh, good stuff!" Gao Leng was extremely surprised when he heard it. This is an antique.

I couldn't help but admire the designer next to me more.

"Mr. Gao, you are satisfied. This plaque is handed down by my grandfather. Seven generations of the Gao family were officials. One generation renovated houses. This plaque fell on my family’s head and stayed. It was originally useless. It is an antique, and the collection value is not very high. It is rare to say that he is not worth money. But by coincidence, your surname is Gao. I think this should be the magical hand of fate. Let this King's No. Shining brightly."

Gao Leng is very satisfied.

The door plaque, it is very difficult to find the old door plaque with the word "Gaofu". What's more, it is the door plaque with the second name of the imperial name. The seven generations of the Gaofu government, go to this hanging, and the grade is up, revealing the scholarly door. .

Gao Leng glanced at the designer next to him. It seems that this designer can be top-notch in China. He really has two brushes, or hard brushes. These days, it is too difficult to climb to the top by design ability alone, and you have to hide some treasures.

Gao Leng glanced at Su Su's door plaque, but unexpectedly found that there was no Su Mansion written on the door plaque. The door plaque looked like a New Year picture with two golden girls and two dolls on it...

It seems that it is a magic weapon for recruiting children...

Stepping into the door, as soon as you walked in, it seemed as if you were traveling for a thousand years to the ancient mansion of a rich man. In the courtyard, a dark green stone table was placed under the vines of the Qing Dynasty. Although the lilac flowers of one or two hundred years were not open, there was a Wang Shiju, with a few remaining lotus floating above it, is very poetic.

"Some vegetation will not grow well in the coming year. I will keep staring at it. Look at the rooms, 23 rooms, large rooms and small rooms, and the main room of the penthouse. If you are unsatisfied, tell me, let me see how to adjust ." The designer walked to the corridor facing Gao Leng, and at this glance, it was like a palace full of history.

"It feels like something is missing..." Gao Leng frowned after turning around a few rooms.

"Well, some calligraphy and painting are missing." The designer answered: "Especially the painting with bamboo."

"Yes, Fangzhu's calligraphy and painting are good, but other calligraphy and paintings are indeed lacking." Gao Leng nodded. In the culture of the imperial people, it is better to eat no meat than to live without bamboo. A gentleman is like bamboo. He looked around, some on the wall. The blank space is for hanging calligraphy and painting.

"Do you have some modern calligraphy and paintings in your collection?" the designer asked. When he first took over the design of this house, he told Gao Leng that it is best to use calligraphy and paintings by modern painters. Paintings from too old ages are not suitable for hanging and consume too much painting.

Nowadays, most of the calligraphy and paintings hanging in the mansions are of modern times. If a family hangs the calligraphy and paintings of the Ming and Yuan dynasties in this way, it will make people ridicule you for not understanding Fengya.

The better the calligraphy and painting, it will wear out even once you open it.

"I don't have a collection of calligraphy and painting." Gao Leng smiled embarrassedly: "I have been busy recently, and I didn't go to prepare. Isn't there a painting exhibition here? I'll take a look."

"Well, the painting on the wall is closely related to your own preferences, and I can't do it for you," said the designer.

There are two galleries near the courtyard. One is quite famous, named Changjiang Gallery, which is an old gallery, and the other has just been completed. After talking about some details with the designer, Gao Leng went out to the gallery.

Naturally, I chose the famous old gallery, Yangtze River Gallery. As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw Su Su’s car parked there. When I walked in, I saw Su Su standing in front of a picture and tasting.

The painting is the bamboo.

It is the hometown of Gao Leng, the nanzhu that is full of mountains and plains.

Gao Leng didn't know much about art, but when he saw it, he took a fancy to this painting, which is called eye margin, so he walked over and said, "Good painting."

Su Su turned his head and glanced at Gao Leng, then sneered: "You know how to paint, too?"

Gao Leng shook his head very honestly: "I don't understand, I just look at this painting and I like it, my hometown...er...In short, I like Nanzhu."

Su Su sneered again: "You don't even know who this painter is, do you?"

Gao Leng glanced at the signature.

"Wu Xiwen." Su Su said softly: "A native of Shandong, painter Wu's father is good at painting landscapes. He followed his father Snowflake since childhood. Because his father had a good relationship with Liu Zhishi, he was accepted as a closed disciple of Liu Zhishi at the age of five. It can be said that among the imperial painters who paint bamboo, Wu Xiwen is the top."

It seems that Su Su understands well.

And Gao Leng has never heard of this painter's name, including his master Liu Zhishi...

Su Su sneered lightly with his eyebrows crossed and glanced coldly, revealing the tone of "you are a nouveau riche in art".

"The picture next to him is much worse." Su Su stretched out his finger and pointed to the one next to him, only to see a portrait of a person next to him, dimly revealing a sense of sadness.

Not to mention, Gao Leng glanced over it, and thought he liked it.

"The teacher has nowhere to go, the pen is frivolous." Su Su showed an expression of disapproval, she stretched out her hand and snapped her fingers, and a noble woman in a black cheongsam walked over immediately.

Seeing her twisting and walking posture, she looks quite young.

"Scarlett, this time your painting, only one of Wu Xiwen's?"

"Yes, Mr. Su, I will call you as soon as his painting comes. It's just one of them. Recently, Mr. Wu's pen is broken and the quantity is small."

"I need a red bamboo at home, this one has a dark green background..." Su Su frowned, "It doesn't match the style of my room."

"Then wrap it up for me." Gao Leng hurriedly stretched out his finger and pointed to the cheongsam young woman: "Are you the person in charge here? How much? Wrap it up."

Those who can come to receive Su Su in person are the person in charge.

"Are you?" The young woman in cheongsam stretched out her hand gracefully and shook Gao Leng's shook.

"The soil buns of the Starlight Group." Su Su interjected...

The young woman in the cheongsam was a little surprised. She looked at Su Su and then at Gao Leng, then chuckles and laughed: "So, President Su and Gao are so familiar."

"Intelligent, you are an expert in luxury goods, you can tell at a glance." Gao Leng gave the scarlett young woman a thumbs up, took a step to Su Su, and said: "Yes, I have a very good relationship with President Su. , She is my sister."

With that said, Gao Leng glanced at Su Su and saw a look of horror on her face, but before she was about to stop her, Gao Leng threw out those words: "And I, President Su's eldest brother. "

...

"Big brother?" The young woman in Qipao seemed to be full of black question marks.

Su Su's head seemed to run past thousands of troops.

But Su Su still kept the smile of an elegant, elegant, intellectual woman who can speak calligraphy and painting. He gave a cold look at the nouveau riche who did not understand art, and said: "Gao, this is calligraphy and painting, what luxury, this Called culture."

"Sister criticized me, eldest brother I was taught."

...

Su Su’s chest fell together. After staring at Gao Leng for a few seconds, she smiled gracefully and pointed at the painting by Wu Xiwen. Her red lips opened slightly, and she said, "Please wrap it up for me. I want a picture."

...

Gao Leng looked at Su Su, this girl, and just said that the painting did not match the style of her room.

"I want this painting too." Gao Leng reached out his hand and pointed at the painting...

The young woman in cheongsam has long seen that this is not flirting, this sword of light...

Both are big bosses, it's not good to offend anyone.

When Su Su heard that it was too cold, his face showed a triumphant smile.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Gao." Although the cheongsam young woman looked a little embarrassed, she bent towards Gao Leng, but said with certainty: "Since President Su wants this painting, it must be sold to President Su."

This loses face.

"I'm double." Gao coldly said.

If it was set aside, Gao Leng would still be unable to compete with Su Su in terms of financial resources, but now it is different. Although the company's market value is still not as good as Su Su, in terms of cash flow, Starlight Group has sufficient funds for activities, which is worse than the listed company Huantai Group. Capital is more arbitrary, buying and selling now, high cold can compete with Su Su.

Huantai has money, but its cash flow may not be as flexible as Starlight.

Su Su raised his eyebrows, folded his hands on his chest, and looked at Gao Leng with a look of a bun.

"Sorry, it's not about money." The young woman in cheongsam bent down deeply again and said apologetically: "Su is always a long-term member here, and has been buying Wu Xiwen's paintings, even this painting we and Wu Da painter The signing of the cooperation contract is all because of the long-term purchase of President Su, so...we..."

The cheongsam young woman bends over again.

"Soil buns, don't you understand?" Su Su laughed, stretched out his hand and flicked the hair on his chest back, and sighed: "Young man, today, I said I want this painting, no one can buy it. Unless I don’t want it, it’s the rule, don’t you understand.”

Gao Leng didn't quite understand the rules. Hearing this half Lazi, it seemed that Wu Xiwen's painting was introduced for President Su.

"As for me, I have been collecting paintings for many years. Since I was ten years old, I followed my dad to buy paintings at the auction house and play with them. There are a lot of paintings at home, not to mention the paintings of my quadrangle, just the paintings of your quadrangle. Both. This painting is not suitable for my house, but..." Su Su stretched out his hand and gently stroked the edge of the painting, and said, "Well...I like it. I buy it home and let the mouse chew it. you."

As she said, she glanced at the young woman in cheongsam who was more and more apprehensive: "Scarlett, wrap it up for me."

With that, Su Su turned around and walked to the door, twisting his hips as he walked, giggling, and said, "Oh, I don’t have that taste, but I still want elegance. You think you have a taste when you buy a few paintings from the gallery. This painting, I also choose the owner."