Lu Xueqing was taken aback. "What idea?"
Lin Yu said, "Have Mom take a picture of this Ru ware and send it to Grandpa. Tell him that Mom is planning to buy this Ru ware brush washer for Grandpa's birthday, but she's a little short on cash. She wants Grandpa to help us get back the two million from my uncle. If Grandpa is willing to help us get back the two million, it wouldn't be a loss for us to give him a Ru ware worth several hundred thousand!"
Lu Xueqing's eyes lit up, and she quickly asked her mother, "Mom, what do you think of Lin Yu's idea?"
Zhang Ailan nodded repeatedly, "That's a really good idea. Okay, I'll send a message to your grandfather right now!"
Zhang Ailan couldn't wait any longer. She quickly took a picture of the brush washer on the coffee table and sent it to her father, followed by a voice message: "Dad, what do you think of this brush washer? Do you like it?"
At the same time, Zhang Chunyuan, who was working at Zhang's company, suddenly received a message.
Zhang Chunyuan is almost seventy years old. The company has suffered losses for the past two years, which has taken a toll on the old man, and he is no longer as energetic as he used to be.
However, upon seeing that it was his eldest daughter who had sent the message, he quickly grabbed his reading glasses and put them on.
Zhang Chunyuan's eyes widened in shock when he saw the picture his eldest daughter posted.
He's been collecting antiques for decades, so he has a good eye. Isn't this Ru ware?
The glaze and the patterns are simply stunning. If it's genuine, it's worth at least tens of millions!
Why would my eldest daughter give me such an expensive gift?
He immediately called his eldest daughter back, "Ailan, where did you see this Ru ware piece? Is it guaranteed to be authentic?"
Zhang Ailan replied confidently, "Dad, don't worry, this is from Cuihua Pavilion, it's absolutely genuine!"
Cuihua Pavilion?
Zhang Chunyuan felt much more at ease!
Although the items sold at Tsui Wah are a bit pricey, they are absolutely genuine!
So he chuckled and said, "Ailan! I appreciate your filial piety, but this is too much of a burden for you. You and your widowed mother have had a hard time these past years, and it breaks my heart!"
Zhang Ailan felt a pang of sadness and quickly said, "Dad, you're my dad! Isn't it only right that I take care of you? Just tell me if you like it or not, and if you do, I'll buy it for you!"
"Oh, right! Dad, this Ru ware isn't cheap, and I'm not exactly rolling in money. Xuewu still owes me two million, right? How about... you ask him to pay me back that two million first? Then I can buy you a gift!"
Zhang Chunyuan paused for a moment, then his tone turned cold: "Ailan, you didn't call your father just to get me and your brother to give you that two million, did you?"
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