Leaving Shen Quan's office, Zheng Qian left a word.

"At seven o'clock in the evening, I will come to you again, and then we will go to find the old man of Tang Pavilion together!"

Shen Quan breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and began to sort out his black evidence, he was going to sort out a few irrelevant black evidence of fraud, but Zheng Qian named the key evidence of the coal mine incident and the human organ trafficking incident.

Although he was helpless, he could only do it, and put it all in a brown paper bag, once this thing was handed over to the police station, it would be enough for him to shoot hundreds of times!

But he also believed that denunciating him would not do Zheng Qian the slightest benefit, Zheng Qian was a shrewd person and would not risk Tang Bohu's spring tree and autumn frost picture.

After going back, Zheng Qian turned on his mobile phone and looked at his remaining two hundred and eighty yellow crystals with some heartache.

gritted his teeth, in order to help Xiao Yuxin and those who were killed by Shen Quan get justice, he didn't care so much!

He directly clicked on the lottery interface, this time, Zheng Qian did not choose one hundred yellow spars once, but turned back to fifty, because he didn't want to draw higher than the cost value at all, what he thought in his heart was only to draw a special class.

Of course, before the draw, he specially used shit luck.

"I hope I can really go shit luck, the remaining five available lottery draws can all draw the soul fragments of Tang Bohu's paintings, otherwise, this time it will be over!" Zheng Qian muttered silently in his heart!

"Ding!"

With a soft sound, Zheng Qian directly clicked on the shit luck, and the five-minute countdown of time began quickly!

Zheng Qian did not delay, and directly clicked on the lottery.

Fifty yellow hedrons, the hands turned quickly.

Ha, I really got shit lucky, and I stopped directly in the special class area!

Zheng Qian continued to click on this area, looking at the dazzling treasure chests inside, he didn't choose much, and directly clicked on the first one!

"Tang Bohu's painting soul fragment!"

Zheng Qian was so excited that he was about to jump up, "This shit luck is really easy to use, and it can really walk shit luck!"

In addition to being excited, Zheng Qian didn't want to waste time, after all, it was only such a while, hurry up and continue the lottery!

Sure enough, five times he drew the soul fragments of Tang Bohu's paintings!

When he collected the fifth piece of the soul fragment of Tang Bohu's painting at the end, he saw a flash of brilliance on the screen of his mobile phone, and a hint quickly flashed out, and at the same time, a brilliance also quickly rushed into Zheng Gan's mind!

"Ding-Tang Bohu's painting soul fragments have been successfully collected!"

Zheng Qian was stunned for a moment, "This is a success? Wow Ka Ka, it's really shit luck!"

After looking at the time, there are about two minutes left!

"It's shit luck time, no, the last two minutes can't be wasted!"

Zheng Qian looked at it casually on the Internet, "Hey, there's a lottery here, and the grand prize is 300,000 yuan!"

"Just try it!" Zheng Qian's heart moved, and he quickly clicked down.

The picture changed rapidly, Zheng Qian no longer had any suspense about this result, and when the aura really stopped directly at the grand prize, everything was expected, and Zheng Qian was not happy.

When filling in the award information, he directly wrote the beneficiary as Project Hope, and donated the money to the mountainous area, which may be able to add an egg to the lunch of many children!

After Zheng Qian finished getting these, the five-minute shit luck time was up!

Zheng Qian stood up, looked at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone placed in front of him, closed his eyes slightly, in his mind, every detail of the spring tree and autumn frost picture, every pen flashed out as quickly as a movie, and at this moment he was like Tang Bohu possessed.

Before this, he had already spent money to buy a painting of the same era as Tang Bohu, but he had already disposed of all the framed paintings on it, and the next thing he had to do was to redraw a picture of spring trees and autumn frosts!

Zheng Qian at this moment is no longer Zheng Qian, he is Tang Bohu!

Ten seconds later, Zheng Qian opened his eyes suddenly, at this moment his eyes were full of energy, he grabbed a pen next to him with a wave of his big hand, and began to paint, without the slightest stagnation, stroke by stroke, brick by stone, grass and tree, all as if they had been painted hundreds of times, all jumped on the paper, everything was so skillful.

That brushstroke, that painting skill, is amazing!

Time passed, and not long after, Zheng Qian looked at the painting in front of him that had already taken shape, the picture of spring trees and autumn frost, and he was also very satisfied!

"It seems that this new lottery function is not completely useless!" Zheng Qian was very proud in his heart, he didn't get the payment, but spent a lot of money to find someone in the black market to get a payment that was enough to fake and real!

After everything was completed, Zheng Qian checked it again, the paper was also Tang Bohu's same age, and the painting was painted by Tang Bohu himself, even if he let the appraisal master look at it, he couldn't find the slightest fault!

Zheng Qian is very satisfied with this!

Put it away, Zheng Qian didn't delay for a moment, and called Shen Quan directly.

The latter was a little unconvinced when he heard that Zheng Qian had solved it so quickly, but when he saw Zheng Gan unfolding the spring tree and autumn frost diagram in front of him, he was completely confused!

"Damn, this is exactly the same as my painting!"

After all, he has been immersed in calligraphy and painting for so long, although this Shen Quan has a dark heart, he is not stupid, and he also has the most basic insight ability, he looked at it, and he couldn't tell that this was a fake painting at all!

If it weren't for the monitoring as evidence, and he also watched the painting burn in front of him, he would have wondered if Zheng Qian had dropped his spring tree and autumn frost picture!

"How's it going?" Zheng Qian's face was full of smiles!

Shen Quan couldn't put it down, and admired it with a face, "Wonderful, wonderful, really wonderful, can Mr. Zheng tell me how he made it?"

Zheng Qian smiled and made up: "I said, the painting you burned is a fake at all, but it can't be regarded as a fake, the painting was indeed painted back then, but it was painted by another person from the four great talents, so the age is right, the painting style is also right, ordinary people can't see it at all, and my painting is bought from the black market at a high price by accident, it is said that he got it from the tomb of a Ming Dynasty official, think about it, which is true and which is fake?"

Shen Quan was convinced of Zheng Qian's words, and when the company's crisis was lifted, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief in his heart!

The two of them soon went straight to the old man's house in Tang Ge!

The old man of Tang Pavilion was still sulking about this matter, and he didn't have a good face when he saw Shen Quan coming.

On the way here, Zheng Qian had already told Shen Quan not to talk about tomb robbery, but to change his words!

Shen Quan smiled at the old man of Tang Pavilion and said: "Old Tang, I can't hide it, the painting that was burned during today's calligraphy and painting exhibition is not the one you saved for me, I was worried that something would go wrong, so I found someone to use a fake, and your real product is still there!"

The old man of Tang Ge looked shocked, "Really?"

Shen Quan waved his hand, and soon someone sent the painting drawn by Zheng Qian.

The scroll was spread on the table, and as the scroll slowly unfolded, Shen Quan's heart also rose to his throat.

The old man of Tang Ge is the descendant of Tang Bohu, and he has studied Tang Bohu's paintings quite deeply, so to speak, he is the authority in the world, if he can pass Tang Lao's eyes, even if it is a fake painting, it is true!

Can Zheng Qian's painting pass through Tang Lao's eyes? Shen Quan's heart didn't dare to say that he had a complete bottom, and his palms were full of sweat, staring at it with blank eyes, for fear that something would go wrong.