When Hu Bin and Xiang Siqi saw Hua Shao become really angry, they both knelt down and wailed loudly, begging for mercy.
"Master Hua, calm down, calm down! My dad really spent more than six million to buy this painting! If you don't believe it, I'll call my dad right now and ask him to come over!"
"Young Master Hua, you also heard what Mr. Huo said just now. Even he can't tell the truth from the false. We... By the way, Mr. Huo thinks very highly of this painting, doesn't it? Even if it is a replica, just go for it.
The craftsmanship is enough to resemble the real thing, and its value will not be lower than the real thing!"
"Yes, yes, yes, an old expert came to see it yesterday and offered eight million to buy it. He said he would go back to raise money and asked me to leave this painting to him, so I wrapped it up. I really wanted to
I took out this painting to express my apology and sincerity!"
"Mr. Huo, Mr. Huo, please say something! Please!"
Huo Xiu suffered a heavy blow from Jiang Ye. How could he feel like saying anything to help these two people at this moment? He just lowered his head.
What's more, after looking at him twice in a row, he no longer had any status in Hua Shao's heart. Even if he really said something, Hua Shao would not listen.
Seeing that Hua Shao remained indifferent and the murderous look in his eyes became more and more intense, Hu Bin became extremely worried.
Gritting his teeth, he said: "To prove that what I said is true, I will compensate you, okay, Mr. Hua? Your five million will be returned in full, and I will compensate you another five million to show my sincerity. Do you think it's okay, Mr. Hua?"
"
Jiang Ye chuckled: "You two treated Mr. Hua as a fool to deceive you. If the matter is exposed, you will pay five million and think about it? Who are you looking down on?"
"Besides, is Mr. Hua someone who only cares about money? Your behavior is so insulting. I think the only way to make Mr. Hua calm down is to kowtow and apologize until Mr. Hua is satisfied."
He raised his chin towards Young Master Hua: "Young Master Hua, am I right?"
Mr. Hua narrowed his eyes and glared at Jiang Ye, obviously very unhappy with him making sarcastic remarks here.
But Jiang Ye's proposal really suited his needs. He said, "A refund, an additional ten million yuan in compensation, and a hundred kowtows to apologize. I can get rid of this matter."
When Hu Bin and Xiang Siqi heard this request, their hearts bleed.
The hatred for Jiang Ye is so overwhelming that even with all the water from all over the world, it is difficult to wash it away.
If looks could kill, Jiang Ye would have died thousands of times by now.
Although Hua Shao's request was extremely excessive and even insulting, Hu Bin and Xiang Siqi were in the wrong after all and were the weaker party, so they had no choice but to compromise.
He paid the compensation with tears on the spot, and then kowtowed to Mr. Hua with heartache and humiliation.
After a hundred heads, the two of them were completely reduced to gourds of blood, their heads were dizzy, and they were staggering even when standing.
Jiang Ye sighed softly: "I believe you have deeply realized your mistakes and regretted it. After all, you are still an old classmate. Seeing how miserable you are, let me help you reduce your losses."
Pointing to the painting: "Although this painting is not valuable, the photo frame is still worth a small amount of money. I have half a million here. Can you sell me the photo frame?"
Hu Bin and Xiang Siqi both stared at him with hatred in their eyes and said nothing.
But Hua Shao suddenly thought of something and reached out to copy the painting: "I want this photo frame for one million!"
Jiang Ye said dissatisfied: "Have you never heard of a gentleman not taking what others want? Isn't this too much, Mr. Hua? Is it great to have money?"
Hua Shao said proudly: "If you have money, you are great. If you don't accept it, you can offer a higher price! If you don't have money, just shut up!"
Seeing Jiang Ye's aggrieved face, Hua Shao was very proud.
It can be regarded as finding a place!
Hu Bin and Xiang Siqi also realized at this time that since Jiang Ye chose to buy this photo frame, it must be because the photo frame is very valuable!
The loss was huge today. If we keep this photo frame, we might be able to recover a lot.
He immediately said: "Well... Mr. Hua, we don't plan to sell this photo frame."
Mr. Hua snorted coldly: "Really? I'll give you another chance to answer!"
Hu Bin's expression froze, and he smiled bitterly and said: "Well, that's fine."
Hua Shao snorted and paid on the spot.
After looking at the photo frame for a while, he took out the painting and threw it to Jiang Ye.
"Well, seeing how poor you are, I'll give you this worthless painting as a pity for you!"
Jiang Ye grabbed the painting and said to Lin Zhengren with a humiliated look on his face: "Let's go!"
The two of them left the antique shop in a hurry.
Mr. Hua laughed proudly, looked at Huo Xiu, his expression became cold again, and said impatiently: "Hurry up and take a look, what's so special about this photo frame? Although that kid is poor, he really knows a lot.
It’s not a rare treasure! Look carefully this time and don’t miss it again!”
Huo Xiu was originally listless, but when he heard Hua Shao's words, he was filled with anger. But because he had no way to refute, he sighed softly and managed to pull himself together to check.
At this time, a gray-haired old man came into the store out of breath. When he entered the door, he asked: "Boss, where are the paintings? Where are the paintings?"
Hu Bin recognized that this was the person who let him keep the painting yesterday, and apologized: "I'm sorry, old man, that painting was taken away."
The old man was shocked: "What!? Who bought it? How much did it cost?"
Hu Bin gritted his teeth and said, "The man's name is Jiang Ye. He didn't spend any money. This Young Master Hua gave it to him."
The old man seemed to have heard some fantasy, his eyes widened, and he screamed: "Give it to the other party!?"
He slapped his thigh hard: "Idiot! Idiot!"
Mr. Hua frowned and said displeased: "Old man, who are you calling stupid? That painting is a fake painting, worthless. Why are you so nervous?"
The old man blew his beard and glared, pointed at Mr. Hua and cursed: "Stupid! Stupid! You call that worthless? Do you know that the painting is worth at least tens of millions!?"
Huo Xiu, who was looking down at the photo frame, felt that the voice was familiar. He turned around and suddenly became excited: "Teacher! Why are you here?"