Rural Doctor's Romance

Liang Qian still had a cold expression, which made Mao Xiaojun very speechless.    

"Miss Qian, actually I am going to see Uncle Meng and Sister Zhuang later. I plan to have dinner with them tonight and invite you to come along."    

"You brat, why are you inviting me to dinner?"    

Liang Qian started to lose her temper again.    

"The main thing is that I will let you see the contract again. I have already brought the contract back."    

"Okay, I will not eat dinner. I've already seen the photos you sent me. It doesn't matter if I help you take a look. Come with me into the neighborhood!"    

" Okay, okay! "    

So, Mao Xiaojun and Liang Qian entered her neighborhood.    

After entering Liang Qian's house, Mao Xiaojun took out the contract.    

When he took out the contract from his bag, he accidentally took out the ancient painting from his bag.    

"Mao Xiaojun, is there a painting in your bag?"    

Liang Qian had already seen the painting rolled up and asked curiously.    

"Yes. Old Master Shen asked me to take him to Shanghai to let his friend achieve his goal. This matter has been completed. I plan to return the painting to Old Master Shen tomorrow."    

"Is it Shen Xin's grandfather?"    

Liang Qian knew a little about the Shen Family, so she asked curiously.    

"Yes!" Mao Xiaojun nodded.    

"Can you open it? Let me see what kind of painting this is."    

In Liang Qian's opinion, since Shen Nanfu owned such a big company, the collection must be very expensive.    

It might even be a famous painting from some era.    

"Okay!"    

To Mao Xiaojun, it did not matter if he showed Liang Qian.    

Thus, he took out the painting and slowly opened it on the table.    

When Liang Qian saw the vivid and lifelike painting in front of her, she was quite shocked in her heart.    

She did not expect that there was actually such a beautiful painting in this world.    

She carefully looked at it. On it was written that the name Lotuses Competition Map was signed by Wen Zhengming, and there were also many seals of collectors and emperors.    

"Mao Xiaojun, the painting you brought is the painting of the great master of the Ming Dynasty, Wen Zhengming?" When Liang Qian saw it clearly, she was very surprised.    

"Yes, it is Wen Zhengming's Lotuses Competition Map." Mao Xiaojun nodded.    

"Kid, do you know how much this painting is worth?"    

Mao Xiaojun shook his head. How could he know? "Not sure?"    

However, after this collection exhibition, he had a rough idea in his heart. This famous painting was worth at least ten million.    

"Last week, there was a new international auction. It was also a big shot in the Ming Dynasty. His collection was sold at a sky-high price of 50 million. This is Wen Zhengming's painting. If it is authentic... It might be worth more than 100 million. "    

"Ah! So expensive?"    

Mao Xiaojun was shocked when he heard that. If Shen Nanfu gave it to him, it would be so expensive.    

Back then, the old man even said that he would give this painting to him. Wasn't this giving him a hundred million?    

Later on, Shen Xin repeatedly called him on his phone, asking him to return the painting after the collection exhibition.    

It turned out that this painting was actually worth over a hundred million. It was also reasonable that Shen Xin's wife kept thinking about whether he would lose the painting.    

"Of course, this is Wen Zhengming's handwriting. In this world, how many things does Wen Zhengming have?"    

"Then I will return the painting to him tomorrow. I don't want to lose it and not be able to pay for it."    

Mao Xiaojun said and was about to put the painting away.    

Liang Qian smiled and stopped him, "Little Jun, let me take a few photos and keep them. This painting is very beautiful. I can't see the real one. I just want to look at the photos and have fun looking at them."    

"That's fine too!"    

Hence, Liang Qian took out her phone and took a few photos of the painting from different angles.    

After taking the pictures, Mao Xiaojun put the paintings away.    

Liang Qian helped look at Mao Xiaojun's contract carefully and explained it to him. It was already four o'clock in the afternoon.    

"Little Jun, it's late. I won't go out to eat dinner with you guys. Why don't you go and find Uncle Meng and Sister Zhuang now?"    

"Okay, then I'll go."    

"Okay, I'll take you to the entrance of the neighborhood."    

At this moment, Liang Qian was much more enthusiastic than before.    

She only returned after sending Mao Xiaojun out of the neighborhood.    

When she returned to the house, Liang Qian called the old Liang Lide.    

Liang Lide had been busy in the hospital these few days. After receiving his daughter's call, he was a little impatient.    

"Qian, why are you looking for Dad? Dad has been talking about things in the hospital these few days. He is still busy."    

"Dad, Little Jun has returned to Xining. He came to look for me just now."    

When he heard his daughter say that Mao Xiaojun had returned, Liang Lide's interest was piqued.    

"Why did he come to find you?"    

"He asked me to help him look at the contract."    

"What was written on the contract? Did this kid take 60% of the shares?"    

"Yeah, it says 60%."    

"That's right. You have to hurry up. Little Jun will definitely make a lot of money in the future. As long as you are with him, you won't have to worry for the rest of your life. When the time comes, after graduating from school, you don't have to be a doctor. Being a doctor is so tiring that you'll be half dead every day."    

In the past few days, Liang Lide was indeed very tired. There were too many problems in the hospital.    

" Dad, actually, I want to tell you something else. "    

Liang Qian wanted to tell her dad about the painting in Mao Xiaojun's hands.    

"What else?"    

"Mao Xiaojun went to Shanghai this time to participate in a collection exhibition. He even brought a painting with him."    

"Yes, that's normal!"    

"Do you know what painting he brought?"    

Liang Lide still had things to do, so if his daughter did this, wouldn't it make him guess?    

Thus, he was a little angry. "Qian, you little girl, if you have something to say, say it quickly. Don't dawdle. Your father is still busy."    

"Hehe, alright! He brought Wen Zhengming's' Lotuses Competition Map '. "    

"Wen Zhengming's handwriting?" Liang Lide was a little surprised.    

"Yes, it's Wen Zhengming's handwriting!"    

"This is a famous painting worth hundreds of millions. This guy is amazing. He actually brought such a precious thing to attend the art exhibition."    

"Dad, this painting is kept by Shen Nanfu of Southern Wasteland Group. This time, he was going to participate in the art collection exhibition on Shen Nanfu's behalf. Tomorrow, he will go back and return the painting to them. I even took a few photos. It's indeed a rare and famous painting."    

" Girl, send the photos to Dad to take a look. Dad still has work to do, so he won't talk to you anymore. When it's not a big deal, let Dad admire it too. "    

" Okay, I'll hang up now. I'll send you a photo in a while. "    

"Okay!"    

After the call with her father, Liang Qian sent the photo of Lotuses Competition Map to her father.    

Liang Qian did not know that her father was also a collector.    

Liang Lide wanted to see this painting, but he still had a motive in his heart.    

He also had a circle of collectors in private. When the time came, he could let his friends take a look at the pictures and show off again.