Wang Weizhi's words made Wan's father's eyes become a little gloomy.
Wan's father had worked so hard for so long just to give his family a good life. But in the end, his efforts came full circle. In the eyes of his family, his efforts were just wishful thinking, and even reached the point of seeing a psychiatrist. This made Wan's father feel a little restrained.
I couldn't help but feel the urge in my heart, and even wanted to pick up a pen and sign my name.
But at the moment of signing, he recalled the pain and self-blame he felt when his wife had just passed away. Those feelings were so strong that even after many years, Wan's father still felt as if his heart had been torn apart.
The pain made Wanfu unable to write, and he even wanted to tear the contract in front of him into pieces.
Wang Weizhi was sitting next to Wan's father, so he could feel Wan's father's emotional changes.
Now, Wang Weizhi was only one step away from being done. How could he watch Wan's father tear up the contract? Wan's father would have backed down at the critical moment. Wang Weizhi took out the ink pad and held Wan's father's finger in his other hand, saying: "
If you don’t sign, it’s the same as pressing your fingerprints. Quick, let’s hurry up and just press our fingerprints here!”
Seeing Wang Weizhi holding his hand, Wan Fu tried to push it away.
But just as Wan Fu was about to exert his strength, Wang Weizhi... fell violently backwards.
This made Wanfu stunned, thinking that he was so powerful?
Just when Wan's father was confused, he found that the young man who had been chasing him just now appeared. It turned out that he had dragged Wang Weizhi away, and behind the young man stood Sheng Jialuo with a stern face.
Sheng Jialuo looked at the grinning Wang Weizhi on the ground and asked expressionlessly: "What does Director Wang want to do, buy and sell by force?"
The fall just now was not a light one. Wang Weizhi complained with a face full of pain: "What's the matter of forced buying and selling? It's obvious that you don't understand Mr. Wan. And I am giving him a chance!"
"Hmph, that sounds nice. But in fact, you are just using him!"
Wang Weizhi reluctantly stood up, faced the gloomy-looking Wan's father and began to confuse right and wrong, saying: "Look, it is these people who do not understand art that have made art so complicated. Will Mr. Wan be happy with them?"
I'm afraid it will only become more and more depressing. Whatever happens next time, they will continue to deceive you."
In fact, being deceived is what Wan's father really cares about. He feels that his passion has been betrayed, and his closest family members do not trust her so much...
Noticing the change in Wan's father's eyes, Sheng Jialuo hurriedly said: "Uncle, don't be deceived by him. This guy is just sanctimonious. He wants to sell your works for money!"
"This is slander. Do you have any evidence? You just see Mr. Wan seeing through your mask, so you are confusing right and wrong here!"
"How do you know I have no evidence?"
"Then you should take it out now!"
"I……"
"Enough!"
Just when the two men were arguing, Wan's father's head hurt so much that it felt like it was exploding. When he was on the verge of collapse, he yelled hard, turned around and ran away.
Sheng Jialuo gave his men a look, and they immediately chased him out. However, Sheng Jialuo himself was not in a hurry to follow. Instead, he stared at Wang Weizhi and said, "This time, you really made me angry!"
In fact, Sheng Jialuo's expression didn't change much, but his eyes suddenly became scary.
Just when Wang Weizhi became increasingly uneasy, Sheng Jialuo took out his phone and arranged for his assistant: "Contact the calligraphy and painting creators on the list and tell them that there is something wrong with the contracts signed with Wang Weizhi back then. As long as they want to recover their belongings,
If they pay huge compensation, come to me, and I, Sheng Jialuo, will definitely help them seek justice!"
After Sheng Jialuo finished explaining, he hung up the phone and said with a sneer to the dumbfounded Wang Weizhi: "Don't you like to seek justice for others? What a coincidence, I do too. Let's play a big game this time!
"
There was cold sweat on Wang Weizhi's forehead. He suddenly felt that he seemed to know very little about Sheng Jialuo...
When Wang Weizhi was uneasy, Sheng Jialuo took out a notebook from his arms, held it up and said, "This is your passport."
"You want to do..."
Before Wang Weizhi finished speaking, he saw Sheng Jialuo raise his hand and tear his passport into pieces!
This made Wang Weizhi couldn't help shouting: "Sheng Jialuo, are you crazy!"
"Of course I'm not crazy, I just made you want to run away. Now, stay and play with me slowly! And your art museum will soon change hands."
As he spoke, Sheng Jialuo raised his head and looked around the art museum, as if assessing the value of the place.
Wang Weizhi was forced to retreat to the edge of the cliff step by step, and this art museum was his last life-saving rope. Wang Weizhi clenched his hands tightly and shouted: "I will not sign!"
"Oh, it's not up to you!"
Sheng Jialuo did not lie. Just an hour later, the art museum was closed down by the relevant departments for illegal reselling of art. Wang Weizhi's assets were frozen, and he was driven alone to the street. He had no time to collect his personal belongings, and he had no time to take them away.
...the files locked in the safe.
If the documents were in the possession of relevant departments, Wang Weizhi would be found guilty. However, his passport was destroyed and he would not be able to escape even if he wanted to.
Wang Weizhi fell from the clouds into the soil overnight. He was terrified and at the same time hated Sheng Jialuo and others.
Wanfu's family members were equally worried.
Wan's father said he was going out to collect his salary, but he never came back. This made Wan's grandma so anxious that she went to the supermarket to ask about the situation.
But people in the supermarket told Grandma Wan that Wan's father had left long ago, and there was nothing unusual about her mood.
If there was nothing unusual, then why couldn't we contact her? Grandma Wan was worried, and finally, out of desperation, she called Wan Jiaojiao.
After Wan Jiaojiao arranged the work at hand, she returned to her father's house and prepared to search around the house with her grandma.
However, just before she went out, Wanfu came back.
He was sent back by Sheng Jialuo's men. After entering, he locked himself in the room.
When Wan Jiaojiao heard Wan's father slamming the door hard, Wan Jiaojiao couldn't help but shrink her shoulders. After that, she looked at Sheng Jialuo's men suspiciously and asked, "What on earth is going on?"
"Mr. Wan met with his psychiatrist."
It was this simple sentence that made Wan Jiaojiao's pupils shrink. After a moment of silence, she asked tentatively: "So... father knows that he has seen a psychiatrist before?"
"Yes, Mr. Wan's mood is not very stable."
The subordinate's words were more reserved, fearing that it was not just Wanfu's emotional instability that was the problem.
Wan Jiaojiao sighed forcefully, then closed her eyes, thinking that this day has finally come.