Miss you
The sky was slightly bright, and the light blue morning mist filled the windowsill.
Xia Tangyue didn't sleep all night, her eyes were sore and swollen, like red peaches soaked in salt water. She knew that Wen Zheng felt the same way, after all, they both knew that they would be separated after today.
"Go get some sleep." Wen Zheng patted her head gently and coaxed her in a low and hoarse voice.
Xia Tangyue narrowed her eyes and leaned softly against Wen Zheng's chest. The familiar smell filled her nose, making her slowly relax and fall asleep... Wen Zheng picked her up and put her on the bed, covering her with a quilt.
When Xia Tangyue woke up, there was no one beside him.
Wen Zheng has already left for the United States.
Wen Zheng's scent was still lingering in the air. She sat on the edge of the bed with her face covered in disappointment. Her heart felt like a piece was missing, and the air was leaking out. Even her breathing was slightly painful. Suddenly, her cell phone rang.
Wen Zheng: "Your birthday present has arrived at the art museum, please remember to sign for it."
Xia Tangyue:!
"What is it?" she demanded.
Wen Zheng sent a grizzly bear emoji: "Secret."
Xia Tangyue then hurried to wash up. In order to save time, she did not take the subway to the art gallery, but drove Wen Zheng's Bentley Flying Spur to the garage. This car was newly bought by him, and the previous G-Class was scrapped in a car accident and could not be repaired.
When we arrived at the art museum, we had just parked our car and hadn’t entered when we saw a group of people in suits standing at the door. The museum staff were also gathered together with them. Xiaoyu shouted in a high-pitched voice, “Wow, this, this, this… is this really a gift for our art museum?”
"It's for your art museum. Is your curator Xia here?"
Xia Tangyue stepped forward quickly and said, "I am the curator."
The leading man in a suit took a look at Xia Tangyue and said, "We are Christie's art logistics specialists. Mr. Wen bought a painting by Yu Qingyue at the Christie's auction in Hong Kong, China, and gave it to you. It's "Umbrella Shadow Under the Bauhinia Tree". Please sign for it."
Xia Tangyue opened his eyes wide in shock.
Yu Qingyue!
A female painter from the Republic of China who returned from studying in France in the 1920s, her works are mostly based on the theme of family affection. She was good at reconstructing Eastern ethical imagery with Western oil painting techniques. Only more than 20 of her works remain during her lifetime. In recent years, her paintings have attracted much attention in the Asian auction market because of her "narrative of family affection from a female perspective", and it is said that she is hard to find.
After confirming the identity information, Christie's specialists worked together with the museum staff to hang the painting in a UV-proof glass display case on the main visual wall of the central exhibition hall.
Xiaoyu picked up the electronic information board attached to the side of the picture frame and read it: "Christie's Hong Kong, China, '20th Century Modern Art' Sale, Lot 623, Sold for 260 million RMB!"
At the end of the story, Xiaoyu was so surprised that her voice broke, and everyone came over to watch.
"Tens, hundreds, thousands, millions, tens of thousands, millions... so many zeros. Holy shit, I've never seen so much money in my life!"
“The overbearing president walked out of a novel.”
"Director, is this a gift from your boyfriend? When will you bring it over for us to see?"
"Yes, does your boyfriend's family need a doorman? I'll pack up and start working right away."
Faced with everyone's teasing, Xia Tangyue just laughed it off.
She stood in front of the painting.
"Umbrella Shadow Under the Bauhinia Tree" depicts a brother and sister holding an oil-paper umbrella under a bauhinia tree during the Republic of China period. The brother tilts the umbrella toward his sister, half of his shoulder is immersed in the rain and mist, and the silver chain watch exposed from his cuffs echoes the silver bracelet on his sister's wrist; the sister grasps the hem of her brother's long gown, and holds a bunch of white cornflowers with rain in her other hand. The water droplets on the petals and the raindrops dripping from the umbrella ribs form a mixture of cold and warm light spots on the canvas.
These days, she had been wondering what gift Wen Zheng would give her. She had never expected that he would give her this, a painting worth more than 200 million yuan!
She began to miss him a little.
Calculating the time, Wen Zheng is on the plane now, so I can't hear his voice even if I want to.
Xia Tangyue was feeling depressed as she fiddled with her phone to send a message to Wen Zheng.
She couldn't stand it at the beginning. She couldn't stand him not being around when she missed him.
I really don’t know how long this kind of life will last.
In the evening, the sisters had dinner together.
When Sang Wenshu learned about the relationship between Xia Tangyue and Wen Zheng, she was very excited and clamored to cling to Xia Tangyue.
"Sister, my promotion and salary increase in the future will all depend on you, my dear boss lady." Sang Wenshu said with a smile while hugging Xia Tangyue.
Xia Tangyue coldly broke her fantasy: "Do you think Wen Zheng is a nepotist?"
Sang Wenshu thought for a second and shook her head repeatedly: "Stop, stop, stop, don't mention it. When I look at him, his aura makes my tongue knotted."
Xi Na interrupted, "Your cheap cousin is going to the United States to fight in the palace. When will he come back? Long-distance relationships are so hard. Do you want to follow him to the United States?"
Xia Tangyue shook his head.
Seeing that she was in a low mood, Xi Na patted her shoulder. Sang Wenshu said, "There's nothing we can do about it. Li Fu is eyeing us covetously. Last time he led the engineers from the R&D center to protest, and it initially achieved results. Someone at the US headquarters is supporting him behind the scenes."
"I guess the boss went to the United States this time to get rid of all those old foxes." Sang Wenshu lowered her voice: "Our director said that the boss invited the Thermo-X team from the Swiss Polytechnic Institute in Lausanne to set up a new R&D center and kicked Li Fu out."
"It's just that this matter is not easy. Whether it can be accomplished depends on the headquarters. I hope the boss can solve it quickly, so that I can also benefit from it and join the new R&D team to learn some skills."
…
Xia Tangyue was absent-minded, counting the time to see when Wen Zheng would get off the plane. He wanted to call him, but he didn't expect to receive a call from Zhu Shang.
"Sister!" His voice was excited.
"There's some movement at the Mulin Art Museum. You can start implementing your plan now."
Hearing this, Xia Tangyue's eyes lit up. After waiting for so many days, he could finally close the loop!
She thanked him quickly, and the next day she asked Ahua to disguise himself again and enter the Mulin Art Museum to shoot exhibition materials. Sure enough, the holographic exhibition used by the other party was exactly the same as the details she had deliberately dictated to Gu Jiaping before.
It’s confirmed that it was Gu Jiaping who leaked the information to Mulin Art Museum!
After confirming that all the details were correct, Xia Tangyue set up a live broadcast room in her own art museum and invited Cha Chunfeng to appear as a lawyer and broadcast live with her. She used the live broadcast to report to the public in her real name and compare the evidence one by one - the investor leaked the information and Mulin Art Museum plagiarized her plan.
In front of the camera, Xia Tangyue spoke leisurely, showing in public the similarities between her proposal and the exhibition at the Mulin Art Museum, and projected evidence such as police records and timeline comparisons on the screen for public display.
Cha Chunfeng added: "To ensure the integrity of the chain of evidence, we conducted an 'inducement test' - Director Xia deliberately fabricated the curatorial details of 'holographic interactive projection wall with the theme of "Silk Road Customs"' during informal communication with investors."
She clicked the remote control and the screen switched to photos of the Mulin Art Museum: "In this exhibition, we did find exactly the same 'so-called Silk Road themed holographic projection area'."
"The provider of holographic technology is Zhu's International Artworks Group. We have signed a confidentiality agreement with Zhu's technical director in advance. In this incident, Mulin Art Museum not only copied the fictitious plan, but also retained the CMYK color value parameters that Director Xia deliberately said wrong. This will become the key evidence in this case!"
As the popularity of the live broadcast soared, the topic #Mulin Art Museum plagiarizes# quickly became a hot search.
The comment section of the live broadcast room was filled with messages like "Ask for a hammer and you'll get a hammer", and the comments were all about "Protecting original works".
“This operation is too dirty! Are the hard work of the original creators being treated as a free material library by the capitalists?”
"I laughed so hard when I saw that the color parameters were copied. Can you use some brains when plagiarizing?"
“The art world needs more people like Director Xia, otherwise originality won’t survive!”
“I suggest that Mulin be renamed ‘Copy Art Museum’ to be more professional.”
Netizens were very enthusiastic and expressed their support. The official Weibo account of Mulin Art Museum urgently closed the comment section, but netizens took screenshots of them frantically deleting Weibo posts about past exhibitions.
Just when Xia Tangyue thought he had won the war of public opinion, Xiaoyu, who was monitoring the data in the background, brought bad news.
"Oh no, Director, our enthusiasm has suddenly been suppressed!"
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