"Xiaoyou, let him come over!" Liang Xingyuan said directly.
The landlady quickly came over with the businessman who wanted to sell the authentic works of Wang Shusheng.
"Do you really have the authentic work of Wang Shusheng?" Liang Xingyuan asked directly.
"Yes..." The businessman looked confident.
"Can you take it out and take a look..." Liang Xingyuan became interested.
The businessman looked left and then again, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch away his treasure. After confirming that no one was present, he took out a roll of paper from his bag, but did not hand it to Liang Xingyuan.
Open it carefully yourself.
Everyone who saw that look was frightened. Could it be that it was really the authentic work of Wang Shusheng? Otherwise, the businessman wouldn't be so careful.
Ye Xiu was the only one who was secretly amused. This guy looked like an actor at first sight.
The roving eyes had long betrayed the treachery in his heart.
It is estimated that this thing must be fake, but this guy may not know that there is also the president of the Antique Association here. It is impossible to defraud them of money.
Within a moment, the profiteer had opened the scroll and carefully handed it to everyone.
Everyone's eyes fell on the scroll and they read it seriously, but Ye Xiu's gaze fell on the scrolls at both ends of the scroll, which gradually lit up.
"How is it?" After admiring it for a moment, Liang Xingyuan looked at President Zhang.
"It is indeed an antique, but it is not the original work of Wang Shusheng..." President Zhang pondered for a moment and smiled slightly.
Liang Xingyuan, Su Qinghe, He Lin and others all nodded. They had similar feelings, but they were not as sure as President Zhang.
"Since it is an antique, why can't it be authentic?" The businessman quit and said with a look of sadness and indignation.
"This should be a copy of Wang Shusheng's handwriting that someone from the ancient Song Dynasty copied. The writing is quite good, but it's a pity that it has no form and no spirit, so it has little value..." President Zhang ignored the businessman's grievances and shook his head with a smile.
"Impossible, this is definitely..."
"Brother, you may not know this person, right? This is President Zhang of our Nanhe City Antiques Association. Do you think he will admit his mistake with his eyesight and identity?" The businessman still wanted to defend himself, but the old man on the side
Zhao and others already laughed.
The businessman's face suddenly changed, and the fake goods he sold were seen by real experts.
"Well, even if it is not the original work of Wang Shusheng, it is still an antique, right? I really need money urgently so I am willing to sell it. Do you want it?" Knowing that there is no way to sell the value of the original work, the businessman can only take the second step.
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President Zhang looked at Liang Xingyuan. If Liang Xingyuan liked it, he could use his professional knowledge to bargain with the other party. Unfortunately, Liang Xingyuan shook his head. He still had several copies of Wang Shusheng at home, so why did he need this thing?
Su Qinghe and He Lin also shook their heads.
"Humph, why are you reading if you don't want to buy..." Seeing that several people were silent, the businessman snorted coldly and was about to put away the scroll, but grabbed the scroll with one hand.
Everyone was stunned and looked at Ye Xiu who stopped the merchant from putting away the scroll.
"I like this copy, please give me a price!" Ye Xiu said.
Su Qinghe was stunned. He didn't expect that his son-in-law also liked antiques, but he didn't care. After all, he only earned 10 million yesterday, and now it doesn't matter if he spends tens of thousands of dollars on a copy.
"If you really like it, I won't charge you more. I bought it for 1.2 million that day, and now I need the money urgently. I'll give you a cheaper price, maybe 1 million!" The businessman saw someone speaking.
, his face immediately made a look of heartache, and he quoted his price.
"Pfft..." As a result, President Zhang on the side suddenly laughed.
"There are so many copies of this kind. The market value is only tens of thousands of yuan, but you are asking for one million yuan. Why don't you just grab it..." President Zhang laughed.
"Yeah, it's not an authentic work. I want one million more. Brother, your offer is too harsh..."
Several people who came with President Zhang also sneered and said, this guy dared to open his mouth in front of experts, he was like an old man who hanged himself - looking for death!
The businessman's face turned livid for a while, as if he had been greatly insulted. He snatched the scroll and said: "If you like it, buy it or not. If you don't, you will be thrown away..." With that, he was about to leave!
"Wait a minute, I bought it..." As soon as he turned around, Ye Xiu grabbed him.
Everyone was stunned, and they all looked at Ye Xiu as if they were idiots. President Zhang just said that this copy book only costs tens of thousands of yuan at most, but you actually want to pay one million to buy it. Are you a fool?
"Xiaohe, the price is a bit too high!" Su Qinghe looked at Ye Xiu with a heartbroken look on his face.
"Dad, the money you make is meant to be spent. It's rare to find something you like. One million is nothing..." Ye Xiu said with a slight smile.
What’s one million?
Everyone present, including Liang Xingyuan, had their eyelids twitching wildly. Isn't this guy's tone too loud?
Could he be the son of a rich man with hundreds of millions of assets?
"Are you sure you want to buy it?" The businessman didn't care whether Ye Xiu liked it or wanted to show off. Anyway, as long as he could sell it, it would be a good thing, so he quickly asked.
"Yes, I want to buy it. Dad, I don't have the money. Why don't you lend me one million first?" Ye Xiu nodded and said to Su Qinghe.
"Humph, you don't have any money, why are you pretending to be rich?" Liang Xiaoshuang, who just thought that Ye Xiu was the son of a rich man, snorted coldly.
"Hey, it turns out he's a soft-boiled guy..."
"It's a pretense..." He Jiawei hummed nakedly.
"Little brother, if you really like Wang Shusheng's copy, I still have a few at home. I'll just give you a copy later. There's no need to spend such unjust money!" Liang Xingyuan also tried to persuade him, but it wasn't that he was interested in Ye Ye.
I have a good impression of Xiu, but I really don’t want my friend to waste this unjust money.
"Thank you, Mr. Liang. It's no need. I just like this look..." Ye Xiu smiled and shook his head.
"Father, why are you so nice to him? This kind of person is totally ignorant!" Liang Xiaoshuang snorted coldly, turned to Su Qinghe and said: "Uncle Su, please don't lend it to him.
A person will become a prodigal, it is best to let Sister Yanrou kick him..."
Hearing Liang Xiaoshuang's merciless ridicule, He Jiawei jumped up with excitement, thinking, this guy needs a woman like Sister Xiaoshuang to treat him.
"Dad..." Ye Xiu ignored Liang Xiaoshuang's sarcasm and just looked at Su Qinghe!
"Hey..." Su Qinghe sighed. Before yesterday, Ye Xiu wouldn't borrow even 10,000 yuan from him, let alone 1 million yuan. But yesterday, he still made 10 million yuan and kept it in
As for me here, can I not give it to myself?
"You made 10 million yesterday and I just kept it for you. If you want to borrow it or not, just ask him to give you the card number and I'll just call him..." Su Qinghe sighed softly.
"Thank you, Dad!" Ye Xiu smiled, but the businessman had already excitedly reported his bank card number.
Su Qinghe started to transfer the money with a heartbroken look on his face, but the others were silent for a while. Su Qinghe really loved his son-in-law, letting him do whatever he wanted, and always helping him keep up his face.
You made 10 million yesterday? You made 10 million in one day. Even with the assets of the Liang family, you can't do it...