Chapter 420

Joe Wangbei is not a high-profile person. Most people in the exhibition hall don't know him.

Just looking at a thin, tall and capable middle-aged man, he rushed in with the wind like fire, his black eyes narrowed, as if he had the potential of thousands of troops, sharp and clean.

Because his body is too thin and thin, it makes him look like a bone standing pin, cold and evil, giving people a very mean and cold sense of impact.

Just as he was about to rush to the booth, the organizer stopped him, "sir?"

Now there is enough chaos on the stage. What kind of God is this.

Many people at the bottom didn't know him, and they were all talking about him until someone in the industry who knew him said, "this is not Qiao Wangbei, Qiao's only son!"

The organizer is a fool.

They wanted to use yutangchun's plagiarism to publicize Gao Xue. Now Gao Xue's plagiarism has been picked up, so they sued yutangchun before, which seems to be a joke.

The principal of Qiao's family is out now. It's clear that he's here to settle the accounts.

"Get out of here!" Joe looked at Beida and angrily rebuked him, so frightened that the staff who stopped him angrily drew back their hands.

The autumn in the capital is already chilly. He is dressed in thin clothes, and his posture is like a peak. He is proud and tall. His sharp eyes and eyebrows make the cool wind of autumn appear to be eclipsed and rush to the stage directly.

"Uncle..." song Fengwan drags Wu Yuxin back.

Wu Yuxin has been scared red eyes, staring at the middle-aged man on stage.

Jing Hanchuan raised his hand to resist Fu Chen, "is this Miss Song's uncle?"

"Well."

"I know it's not easy to offend. What evil have you done to offend such a large family." Jinghanchuan laughed a little schadenfreude.

Fu Chen coughs and doesn't make a sound. Yu Guang looks around the scene. At the door, he sees Qiao Xiyan who is smoking.

Wearing a long black windbreaker, he lit a cigarette with his face slightly sideways. The light under the stage was dim. His whole face was against the light. His face was lit up by the fire light, and then returned to silence.

Xu noticed Fu Shen's attention and squinted at him.

Qiao Xiyan, a manual worker, had a better look than most people. He saw Fu Shen and nodded to him.

Deep eyes, thick as the deep sea, peep boundless.

Jing Hanchuan took a look along Fu Shen's line of sight.

"Josiyan?" In fact, the two ancestors have friendship, but the younger generation has nothing to do with each other.

"Well." Fu Shen nodded.

"It doesn't look easy to get into."

"The Qiao family have been carrying knives since childhood, don't you think?" Fu Chen chuckles.

"None of his family knows anything about you two?"

Fu Shen shook his head.

"I think so. Looking at the father and son's style, if you know that Miss Song is not yet an adult and is abducted by you, I'm afraid you will not live to this day." Jinghanchuan joked.

"When I met josiyan for the first time, he came down on me."

"So powerful?" Jing Hanchuan chuckles, "according to your temperament, directly make him?" He laughed a little schadenfreude.

Fu Chen can't move Qiao Xiyan. He doesn't dare.

Song Fengwan is such a cousin. This is his future brother-in-law. Fu Chen and he are just in front of each other. I'm afraid it will be more difficult for him to marry his daughter-in-law in the future.

"Jinghanchuan, unless you find an orphan in the future, you will encounter more resistance in the way I walk today than I do."

Beijing cold Sichuan pick eyebrow, is sweet food not delicious? Why fall in love.

"I think it's good to listen to plays every day and raise fish." I don't know how comfortable life is every day. Why ask for trouble and find a daughter-in-law?

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On the stand at the moment

Gao Xue heard that this man was Qiao Wangbei. Just now, when she denounced Song Feng, her red face turned from green to white. She looked frightened. She felt like a ghost.

As long as you know Mr. Qiao, you all know that his son inherited his father's career. Because he was too devoted to carving stones and jade, people outside gave people an extra number——

Crazy Joe

It's not only about carving, the most important thing is that you don't have a good temper. If you're in a hurry, it's the same as a madman.

I've only heard rumors before. Seeing real people is another scene.

This man is not easy to provoke at first sight.

The organizers were shocked to learn that Gao Xue had plagiarized. They didn't expect that the situation could be worse. Qiao's family came to the door directly.

"What did you just say? Who did you copy?" Qiao looked at Gao Xue in the north. His eyes, which had been concentrating for a long time, were extremely sharp.

With height advantage, looking at her from a high position, there is a kind of momentum.

If it wasn't just when he got off the bus, Josie yanleng had seized his tools. He really wanted to take this girl

Josiyan's attitude is also tough, "so you want to show your real technology in front of the national audience, and then get caught? Are you happy? "

"Before we came here, we said that we should solve this matter in a civilized way. If you have to use a knife, I will go! Just stay in the car. "

"You hurt people on the stage. When the matter is solved, you also go in and squat. At that time, you will really give your grandfather a long face."

He was so angry that he almost didn't smoke this boy. He talked to his father like this!

At the moment, he has no tools in his book. His hands are itching!

Looking at the brazen man in front of him, I wish I could kick him a few feet.

Joe looked at Gao Xue and said, "Why are you dumb? You just said, "who did you copy?"

"I, I..." Gao Xue was shocked by his momentum, but he didn't know what to say for a moment?

"I'm dying. I want to stay in the water late. I'll let you know today." Joe looked at the people on the edge of the north ring, "which is the organizer?"

"Me President Qi is sweating on his back at the moment.

It's said that Gao Xue's designs have all registered patents, and now they are suspected of plagiarism. This room full of design paintings can't be sold. They also paid a lot for this design exhibition.

I'm afraid that all his efforts have to be wasted. He is also in a mess at the thought of not only losing money but also destroying his reputation.

If not for special circumstances, he would like to go up and kick high snow.

Damn, even if you want to die, you have to drag them along.

"You should have a computer that can put in images. There are some pictures in it. Please put them out." Joe Wangbei handed him a USB flash drive.

President Qi took the U-disk tremblingly, as if it was hot and his hands were shaking badly.

Everyone was staring at the big screen, and soon a picture appeared on the huge projection.

The brushwork is old, spicy, delicate and elegant. The characters on the painting are vividly carved. There is a row of inscriptions at the bottom right of the painting, which is signed as "Qiao Yuhe". The red stamp is very eye-catching.

Joe's style is always unique.

When he was young, he was pure, fresh and elegant. He was over 50 years old. His creative style was more sophisticated and vigorous. His ink coloring was more bold and magnificent.

A few years before his death, the paintings on display were simple in brushwork, but they were able to outline the magnificent artistic conception with a few strokes. Some paintings were auctioned, and most of them were collected by various museums.

Always imitated, never surpassed.

So until now, when people mention Qiao Yuhe, they still call him Qiao Lao.

The camera slowly pushed, and the paintings were constantly emerging, all of which were never published, which surprised many experts present.

Since Qiao's death, no paintings have been published except for some of the collections he can see in the museum.

So that in many years, his public paintings have been fried to the sky high price, not to mention the undisclosed treasures.

This special thing is 30 or 40. How many treasures does the Qiao family have.

It's just that the more people look at it, the more they feel that these words seem to be familiar. They are all discussing these paintings under the stage and in front of the studio.

"This is Joe's real work."

"Cliff yes, the style of Qiao Lao's words is too unique, so many people imitate him, it's very fake. It must be true, it's his unique style."

"These should be authentic works that have never been published. I don't think I've seen them anywhere."

"The picture in front of me and the one who won the prize by Gao Xue have a very high degree of acquaintance. Damn, it's amazing."

"How shameless it is to say that the youngest gold medal winner, the misappropriated painting of Qiao Lao, dares to step on Qiao's family."

……

Gao Xue is too stiff to walk. No one is more shocked than she is when she sees these paintings.

Because these paintings have never been published, naturally no one has seen them. If you give her ten courage, she would not dare to copy Qiao's paintings.

Song Fengwan imitates his grandfather's? Do you have so many undisclosed design paintings?

Many people in the industry say that after Qiao's arm can't be lifted, there will be no works coming out.

"What? Do you think these paintings have been seen anywhere? " Joe looked at the north and chuckled, "because all of these were stolen by some shameless maniac, even in his own name."

"Didn't you say that wanwan copied who?"

"Wanwan has always been her father's personal enlightenment and supervision since she took the pen. Naturally, her brush strokes are very close to her father's, and her father specially drew an enlightenment drawing book for her. Who do you think she learned?"

Joe looked at the north and pressed forward step by step. The cold and frightening momentum came to his face, and the snow retreated.

"I know that you may question the authenticity of these paintings. Most of them are not in our family. Before my father died, most of the paintings were donated to Wu Su or the National Museum, but the collection in the museum was not on display."

"In order to let us chat for comfort, the staff of the museum specially took pictures of each painting, made it into a volume and gave it to us."

"The letter of thanks has been treasured at home so far. If you don't believe it, you can call for advice. Many of them are paintings that have been treasured."

"Many of the pictures were copied by my father to wanwan for her enlightenment, but I didn't expect that they would be used by someone who wanted to create such a disturbance."

"Even the Qiao family and yutangchun are involved. What's wrong with our father's design and painting of jade? How did it become us plagiarizing? "

Joe looked at the north with a sonorous voice.

What's more, these paintings are all works in the collection, just for public use. All these are verifiable.

This kind of thing can't be fabricated out of thin air, and it can't be fabricated temporarily.

Song Fengwan said with a smile, "Mr. Gao has been holding on to my withdrawal from the competition, so I'll just say that I'm still young, so I can't talk about any talent in design and drawing."

"It's all my grandfather's early enlightenment, but after I entered school, these things were thrown away, and I picked up the brush again in the past two years. What I imitated are all my grandfather's paintings."

"In the school design competition, although I created the picture independently, I can see the shadow of my grandfather. I don't think I created it personally, so I temporarily withdrew from the competition."

Everyone looks at each other face to face. That's a reasonable reason. Designers pay attention to personal characteristics.

"I just didn't expect that this thing would become the handle of others. I dare not show off with these pictures, but some people can be shameless to take the plagiarized pictures to compete."

"Even at this point, you want to drag me into the water!"

"It's extremely despicable to be such a person!"

At the moment, a low smile came from the audience.

"The most shameless thing is to register a patent with someone else's creative design. How thick skinned, how guilty and impatient this person has to be..."

"That's how it works!"

"It's a shame in the industry. It's tarnished my master's reputation."

Gao Xue suddenly looks down at the stage, she is now intertwined with wind and rain, out of thin air is a thunderbolt, with five thunderbolts to describe is not too much.

"Joe, master," exclaimed one of the organizers.