Li Yiyang smiled and nodded, "That's natural. Please ask me first. If Mr. Song says he won't see you, then I will give up."
Seeing that he was so easy to talk to, the security guard didn't push it away anymore. It was well known that Mr. Song Moyun loved Mo Bao.
If what this young man said is true, then he has harmed Mr. Song and missed an opportunity. If Mr. Song finds out about this, won't he lose his job?
The security guard quickly got through Song Moyun's phone and asked with a respectful look: "Old man, there is a guest waiting at the door."
"He said that he has a painting in his hand called "Viewing Waterfalls on Mount Lushan". It is an authentic painting, so he wants to meet you. Look..."
Song Moyun was receiving guests at home. When he heard the security guard's words, his eyes looked a little suspicious.
"Who sent it and what does he look like?"
He kept asking questions, and it seemed that he was really interested in this painting.
After hearing his words, the security guard briefly described Li Yiyang's appearance.
Song Moyun thought carefully in his mind. He didn't seem to know anyone similar to him, and there was no such young man in their circle.
I really want "Lushan Waterfall Viewing" and have been pursuing it for a long time.
There are many people who know this news, and there are also many charlatans who want to use it to deceive him.
Looking up at the person opposite, Song Moyun said: "I'm already meeting guests today and I don't want to see anyone else."
After hanging up the phone, Li Yiyang could see with his naked eyes that the expression of the security guard opposite had changed.
Even if he didn't hear it, he could still guess what Mr. Song said on the other side of the phone.
"It seems that Mr. Song Moyun does not intend to see me."
The security guard sighed, "Since you've already guessed it, don't make things difficult for me. After all, I'm just a security guard."
As he spoke, he prepared to return the money just now to Li Yiyang.
Li Yiyang waved his hand, "I won't recycle the things I gave out easily. You have worked hard standing here all day long. Just keep the hard work!"
The security guard didn't expect that Li Yiyang would say this. Seeing that he returned without success today, he couldn't help but feel a little sorry.
"Why don't you wait a little longer?
Mr. Song Moyun, an old friend will come in a while, if you can win his trust, maybe you can follow him in."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a man in his sixties walking towards this side not far away.
The security guard pointed at the man, "That's him!"
"Uncle Luo Zibo?"
Li Yiyang looked at the old man walking over from a distance and frowned slightly.
"You know him?
Then this matter should be easier to handle. Mr. Luo has a quite approachable personality. It will be no problem if you have a good talk with him."
After the security guard finished speaking, he returned to his original position.
After seeing Luo Zibo coming, he said hello to the person.
"Mr. Luo, please go in! Mr. Song has already given the order."
After finishing speaking, he gave Li Yiyang a look.
Seeing that Li Yiyang remained silent, the security guard became a little anxious.
Fortunately, he is not the kind of person who takes money and does nothing. Seeing that Luo Zibo was about to step in, the security guard quickly stopped him.
"Mr. Luo, this young man just said that he has a painting that he wants to show to Mr. Song."
"What's it called "Viewing Waterfalls on Mount Lu"? It's also an authentic work!"
As soon as the security guard finished speaking, Luo Zibo's expression showed some suspicion and he turned to look at Li Yiyang.
"Young man, even if you are lying, you should have inquired in advance, right?"
"Song Lao asked me to come here this time just to taste the "Lushan Waterfall Viewing Picture". At this time, I was already at the Song family."
"You said that this picture is in your hands. I am afraid it is a copy copied by someone else, or a fake bought elsewhere?"
No wonder, after hearing these words just now, Song Moyun didn't act very surprised. It turned out that there was such a thing.
The security guard felt a little regretful. He felt that he had easily listened to other people's words, and he was afraid that he had offended someone he shouldn't have offended this time.
But he saw Li Yiyang standing there without changing his expression, raising his head and looking directly at Luo Zibo.
"This painting of mine is an authentic one. I can guarantee that, except for the painting in my hand, everyone else's paintings are fakes!"
His appearance actually made Luo Zibo a little curious.
An ordinary person would never dare to say such a thing at this time.
You know, the water in these things is very deep.
Except for some extremely knowledgeable collectors and tasters, no one dares to guarantee that what they are holding is definitely genuine. After all, everything is guaranteed.
But when he looked at this young man, what he said did not seem to be lies, and there was an aura around him at this time, which even suppressed Luo Zibo.
After a moment of silence, Luo Zibo nodded slightly, "Okay, since you are so confident in what you said, I will give you this opportunity."
"I guess you came to me today because you wanted to go in and let Mr. Song taste it. I can take you in, but you will be responsible for all the consequences of what you do."
There was a hint of threat in his words, "If you use a fake to deceive people, you will be legally responsible at that time!"
Li Yiyang smiled, "There will definitely be someone who will bear legal responsibility at that time, but that person will not be me."
Seeing the two of them leaving here, the security guard at the door breathed a long sigh of relief.
At this time, he was already calculating in his mind, was it worth risking his future for the few dollars just now?
He slapped the back of his hand twice, "It's all your fault, you are greedy for those petty profits!"
Li Yiyang had already entered the Song family and saw several people sitting in the hall.
The older one sitting opposite Song Moyun was around forty years old, while the younger one was only in his twenties.
The picture they put on the table was indeed exactly the same as the "Lushan Waterfall Viewing Picture" they were carrying, but they were just copies.
"Uncle Zi, I finally made an appointment with these two people today. I called you here immediately. It just so happened that you also tasted and tasted with me."
Song Moyun slowly stood up and walked towards this side.
Although he is nearly seventy years old, he has a youthful appearance and a strong body.
After walking over, Song Moyun stopped and turned to look at Li Yiyang.
"Who is this?"
Luo Zibo cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Song, please forgive me for being presumptuous. This is the person who just now said that he has the authentic copy of "Viewing Waterfalls on Mount Lushan" in his hands."