Rebirth in America: Great Slave Owner Chapter 117

"Dear, what's wrong with you?" Heidi asked with concern as she saw Tangning's frown.

Tangning handed over the newspaper in her hand, pointed to a news item on it and said, "Look at it!"

Heidi took it and saw that it turned out to be a wounding case. The daughter of Mr. Gugino, who was killed because of a fake painting, stabbed a novelist named Presley.

At this time, Tangning said on the side, "Look at the "Fake Painting Murder Case" in the City News a few days ago. It was written by this Mr. Presley!"

Heidi immediately understood when she heard Tangning say this, "Oh, that's it, then it's no wonder, using someone else's tragic experience to write a novel to make money, I would stab him if I did!"

Heidi thought Tangning would agree with her, but he didn't expect him to say, "Actually, the letter suggested me to write this story!"

"You mean, this story was actually proposed by the communication?" Heidi asked with wide eyes.

Tangning nodded and said nothing.

"Hey, what does the letter say now..."

Just as Heidi was speaking, Tangning added, "Do whatever it takes to succeed?"

Heidi nodded and replied, "That's right, it's just a bit of unscrupulousness for success! How can it be that when Uncle Milo is here, this kind of novel will not be published at all, let alone find someone to write it!"

Tangning snorted coldly, "But you have to admit that stories like this sell well!"

"That's true, but, but there must always be a bottom line, yes, it's the bottom line you always say!"

While the two were chatting, Rob came in to report: "Master, there is a Mr. Haines from Holland waiting for you in the parlour!"

"The Netherlands? Could it be from the Royal Museum of Amsterdam?" Heidi guessed.

Tangning followed her train of thought and asked, "Are you saying that he came for that picture of Rembrandt's "The Oath of the Batavies?"

"Do you have any other friends in Holland?" Heidi asked rhetorically.

Tangning shook her head and replied, "That's not true, but this matter has already reached the Netherlands? This is too exaggerated, isn't it?"

"You'll find out if you go and see it!" Heidi advised.

Facts proved that Heidi's guess was correct. This Mr. Haines was really a staff member of the Royal Museum of Amsterdam. Tangning asked in surprise, "Mr. Haines, how did you know that I have a painting in my hand? Possibly part of Rembrandt's "Oath of the Batavies?"

"Oh, because a friend of mine was in New Orleans and he wrote to me!" Haynes explained.

"Then, then you went from Holland to New Orleans on purpose?" Tangning asked in surprise.

"Eh, Mr. Downing, you may not understand the special significance of this painting to us Dutch people, especially to us Amsterdam people. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, we all want to restore it to its integrity!" Haines replied with a serious expression.

But then the conversation changed and he said, "In addition, I happened to be coming to New Orleans for a vacation..."

Tangning complained in her heart, I think vacation may be the real reason, but since I don't know it well, it's hard to say so, so she stood up and said, "Mr. Haines, the spirit of your museum is really worthy of my admiration. Shall we look at the painting first?"

"Okay, okay," Haynes replied repeatedly.

In fact, there were a lot of oil paintings hanging in Tangning's study, but Haines took a fancy to the suspected Rembrandt work at a glance. Rembrandt's hand, Mr. Downing, your vision is really good. You can confirm at a glance that this irregular oil painting is related to Rembrandt in a small cafe that has nothing to do with Rembrandt, Mr. Downing, you Deeper to Rembrandt than those of us who study him all day!"

"To be honest, I didn't recognize it as Rembrandt's work when I was in the coffee shop, but I felt that this painting has a long history, and there are many places that can be learned and referenced in the use of colors, and the price is not high. It was expensive, so I bought it!" Tangning replied humbly.

"Mr. Tangning, you are so humble, uh, can you allow me to take this painting down for identification?" Haines asked again.

Tangning thought for a while, then nodded and replied, "Yes!"

Tangning originally thought that Haines wanted to observe and identify at a close distance, but what he didn't expect was that Haines didn't rush to get the paintings, but took out a few painting tubes from the big bag he was carrying with him. A few very large oil paintings were taken out and spread on the ground.

Tangning leaned over to take a look and couldn't help but exclaimed, "No way, have you recited the Badalian Oath to New Orleans?"

But immediately reacted: "No, this is a copy, right?"

Haynes nodded and replied: "Yes, I copied it, how could the original painting let me memorize it here!"

"It turns out that Mr. Haines copied it. UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com you painted a real portrait. At first glance, I thought it was an original painting!" Tangning praised.

Haines said modestly: "I am far from the original painting!"

At this time, Haines had already placed Tangning's painting in the upper left corner. Putting it like this, let alone professionals like Tangning and Haines, even people who didn't know it could see that this was definitely a piece of cake. A painting, because no matter how clever an imitator is, it is impossible to connect lines and color blocks so naturally!

After repeated confirmation, Haines said solemnly, "Mr. Tangning, this painting of yours should be part of the "Oath of the Bataviians, I will immediately write to the curator, and he will discuss the transfer with you. s price!"

Tangning agreed with Haines' statement, because such a big thing was not something he could decide as a vacationing clerk, but Tangning still planned to tease him, "Mr. Haines, thank you for helping me identify, but I don't think I ever said I was going to sell this painting!"

"What?! You're not going to sell this painting?" Haines couldn't help exclaiming.

Tangning nodded and replied, "Yes, I'm not short of money. It's rare to receive an authentic Rembrandt work, so I definitely want to keep it!"

"But, don't you think it makes more sense to restore this masterpiece from a hundred years ago?" Haynes urged anxiously.

After sending Haines away, Heidi asked Downing curiously, "Tony, do you really want to sell this painting to the Royal Museum of Amsterdam? I think what Mr. Haines said is right. The work will only be more meaningful when it is complete!"

"Actually, it's not that I don't want to sell it, but I don't know why, I always feel that something is wrong with this person!" Tangning frowned and whispered.

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