Happy! The stepmother of a wealthy family will lie down and count money

Chapter 650 How to Compare Abstract Art

Zhang Dongliang was so angry that he almost took off his shoes and beat someone on the spot. If Mrs. Zhang had not appeared in time, the Zhang family would have staged another "battle of disrespecting the elderly and not loving the young."

"What are you doing? Can you two talk properly?"

Zhang Lanshu slapped each of them, "You keep quarreling every day!"

Zhang Qian covered his arm with his hands, his face full of grievance: "It was my dad who started it. He always said that the painter I like is not as good as that guy!"

Zhang Dongliang resisted the urge to touch her arm, frowning: "How rude! She's your elder!"

This time, even Zhang Lanshu glared at him, "You're so disrespectful! Who taught you to talk like that?"

Zhang Qian felt a little regretful as soon as he finished speaking, and his momentum was not as strong at this time. "I forgot her name for a moment. There will definitely not be a next time!"

Zhang Lanshu pointed at him and looked at Zhang Dongliang, "And you too, you get angry easily, and in the end, it's your own body that suffers!"

Zhang Dongliang snorted again, but his tone was much weaker than when he was talking to his son: "He is the one who pissed me off!"

Zhang Qian curled his lips, "You were the one who made me angry first!"

Zhang Dongliang raised his eyebrows, and when he saw that it was about to start again, Zhang Lanshu stood between them:

"Please give me a break!"

"Can you guys just like your own things? Don't be too controlling of the dopamine in other people's brains, okay?"

The father and son looked at each other, and the next second one looked to the left and the other looked to the right. Out of sight, out of mind!

After Zhang Lanshu finally left, Zhang Qian immediately said, "Dad, you said that Ms. Yu paints well, so why don't you ask her to draw a picture with you, and then we can compare them!"

Zhang Dongliang suddenly stopped, his expression even uglier than before.

That only works if he can make an appointment!

Zhang Qian was still a little confused. It couldn’t be that his father also felt that he couldn’t compete!

Although he knew it was unlikely, he couldn't help but feel secretly delighted for a few seconds.

After a while, Zhang Dongliang still didn't say anything. Zhang Qian suddenly realized something and said, "I remember now. They won't accept your manuscript at all!"

"Who told you to always find fault with Mr. Lin? We are family, and even if we don't have feelings for each other, we will definitely help each other."

Zhang Dongliang doesn't like Lin Hui, but Zhang Qian regards Lin Hui as his idol.

He was only six or seven years old ten years ago, but he still remembers things. At that time, Lin Hui had just taken over the Lin family and was still a little green.

But before that, he had already achieved achievements that many people could not even dream of.

Zhang Qian dreams of having a brother like this!

In addition, Lin Hui single-handedly supported the entire Lin Group, which made him admire him extremely!

Later, when he grew up a little, he found out that his old man had a very bad opinion of his idol and always told him to stay away from Lin Hui, so he rarely mentioned this matter at home.

Now that he has finally found a point to "fight back", he definitely cannot let it go!

However, Zhang Dongliang's expression actually looked better than before: "This is human nature, and I don't regret what I did before."

The anger on Zhang Dongliang's face disappeared: "People change. Lin Hui has become more pleasing to my eyes, so of course I will change my attitude towards him."

Zhang Qian was stunned for two seconds, then came to his senses and didn't respond: "So after all, you just can't get the painting, right?"

"You little brat!" Zhang Dongliang raised his eyebrows again. "His paintings are hanging in your school's art gallery. If you want to compete, then go ahead! He's obviously a professional. Don't accuse me of bullying you later!"

Zhang Qian seldom goes to art galleries. Most of the paintings there are Chinese paintings and oil paintings, which he has no interest in.

But now that his father said this, he felt it would be more reliable to go and take a look.

He was looking for fan art, how would he compare it to something abstract?!