Li Fei was shocked by the price quoted by the shop owner. This Wang Xizhi's calligraphy and painting was so valuable, it was 20 million.

Li Fei's expression caught the eyes of the shop owner, who was not very satisfied.

"Then I'll pay 30 million, which is already my limit." The shop owner gritted his teeth, as if he had made a lot of determination.

Wang Xizhi's calligraphy and paintings are marketable and priceless. I got 30 million yuan, and if I change hands, I can get 200 million yuan at a minimum. This business is a sure profit.

Another increase of ten million made Li Fei extremely happy. With thirty million, he would become a rich man. He was just about to agree.

"Have you forgotten that I'm here? Do you think the 30 million is reasonable?"

Gu Wenxuan opened his mouth to question the store owner.

"If you really want to sell it, you have to buy it at the normal market price. I will never let you take advantage of little friend Li Fei."

"Haha, I was just kidding. The little money I have is not enough to buy my friend Wang Xizhi's calligraphy and paintings." The shop owner said sarcastically, and then walked out of the antique shop.

He secretly cursed himself as a fool, he really wanted to get Wang Xizhi's calligraphy and painting, so he ignored the existence of the ancient master.

If I had known better, I would not have messed with Li Fei, listened to Li Fei's words with an open mind, and brought out the real calligraphy and painting, maybe I could really win it with 30 million, but now I am in vain.

He felt that he had lost hundreds of millions, and felt a special pain in his heart.

However, the one who should be heartbroken the most should be Huo Pingfei. He believed his father's words at all, took Wang Xizhi's authentic works as part of the debt, handed over the calligraphy and painting to Li Fei, and was very proud that he had deceived Li Fei.

If one day I find out the truth, I will be so angry that I will vomit blood.

"Master Gu, how much is my calligraphy and painting worth?" Li Fei asked with a smile.

He had just learned from the conversation between the ancient master and the shop owner that this calligraphy and painting was definitely worth more than thirty million.

"It's worth at least 100 million." Gu Wenxuan said conservatively.

He based this on the price of Wang Xizhi's imitations at the London auction last year.

"One hundred million!"

Li Fei's eyes have turned into little stars, he is going to send it off.

"By the way. You just said that you have an unkind feeling, please tell me." Li Fei remembered what he just said and asked.

"I want little friend Li Fei to donate this calligraphy and painting to the country."

Li Fei's eyes widened. Master Gu asked him to donate Wang Xizhi's calligraphy and paintings. This old man was kicked in the head by some animal. These are 200 million calligraphy and paintings.

"Seeing that you didn't let me suffer a loss, I'll let you change another condition."

"I know that my request is a bit demanding, but Wang Xizhi's calligraphy and painting are simply priceless treasures to the Chinese calligraphy community. I want more people to admire them."

Gu Wenxuan knelt down to Li Fei with a pop.

Li Fei was startled and quickly helped Master Gu up.

"Master Gu, what are you doing?"

In the village, the younger generation kneels down to their elders. If the elders kneel down to the younger generation, their life span will be shortened.

"My little friend, I know I am very selfish, but I still hope that my little friend can agree." Gu Wenxuan burst into tears as he spoke.

Li Fei looked at Gu Wenxuan with tears streaming down his face, and felt bad in his heart. In order for him to donate his calligraphy and paintings to the country, the calligraphers did not hesitate to kneel down, just to let more people admire him.

Gu Wenxuan dedicated his life to national calligraphy. This was such a great patriotic spirit that he was moved by it.

"What, I came here just to take a look. I didn't bring any calligraphy or paintings." Li Fei didn't even look at Wang Xizhi's calligraphy and paintings.

He pretended to be calm and relaxed on the outside, but he was also very distressed. These were 200 million worth of calligraphy and painting, and he was really afraid that he would not be able to let go of it if he turned around.

Li Fei took a few steps outside, and Gu Wenxuan stopped Li Fei, stepped forward, and handed a calligraphy and painting to Li Fei.

"This is my most proud collection of Tang Bohu's calligraphy and paintings in my life. Please accept it, little friend. I will owe it to you for the rest of my life." Gu Wenxuan said seriously.

He and Li Fei met unexpectedly, and Li Fei reluctantly gave up Wang Xizhi's original works to him. This is how generous he is.

"What you said is serious. I also admire Master Gu's spirit of serving the country and the people."

"Okay, then I will accept your calligraphy and painting."

Li Fei shook his calligraphy and painting before stepping out of the antique shop.

It was considered that he did not return empty-handed, at least he was left with a calligraphy and painting, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Everyone outside the antique shop happened to see Li Fei sigh.

"The way you look at me kid, you must not be appreciated by Master Gu."

"It goes without saying that if you are really appreciated, you shouldn't be particularly excited, unlike this person who is dull."

"Master Gu came out to pick him up just now. Isn't this kid a great coaxer?"

There was a hint of schadenfreude in their tone.

This is when others are doing well, everyone is envious and jealous, but when they learn that others are doing poorly, all jealousy will explode, and sarcasm will follow.

At this time, Gu Wenxuan ran out again, shouting loudly as he ran.

"Little friend Li Fei, please wait for me."

"This...this is the ticket for the calligraphy competition the day after tomorrow. I invite you to go there then."

Gu Wenxuan was already over seventy years old. After running such a long road, he was tired and out of breath, and his speech was somewhat incoherent.

Everyone had their mouths opened and their eyes widened.

Master Gu personally came out to give Li Fei the entrance ticket, which had never happened before.

They were extremely envious of Li Fei at this time. To be so appreciated by the late master, he would definitely have a place in the calligraphy world and his future would be limitless.

"I don't go to calligraphy competitions. What's the point of watching a group of people writing."

Li Fei decisively refused.

Everyone felt that Li Fei was useless because he didn't even give Master Gu a face. Even if he was a bit talented, there was no need to commit suicide like this.

They had just guessed that Master Gu scolded Li Fei coldly, turned around and walked away, and they couldn't help but sympathize with Li Fei.

"Little friend, don't take this calligraphy competition seriously, just treat it as a place to make friends." Gu Wenxuan said after discussion.

"Okay, then I'll reluctantly go and have a look."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you, little friend." Master Gu laughed heartily.

The onlookers were stunned and speechless. What happened today? Li Fei was solemnly invited by Gu Wenxuan, but was rejected by Li Fei. Master Gu even discussed Li Fei.

But Li Fei still looked like he was avoiding the difficulty.

After Li Fei and Master Gu had left, one of the people in the crowd said something in shock.
Chapter completed!