While the three of them were discussing how to implement the plan, Yu Fei's phone rang.
Brother Ye and Yu Fei answered the phone.
I didn't disturb your rest, kid. Ye Jianjun said with a hint of a smirk. Of course Yu Fei knew what he meant, but he was single now, so he didn't worry about it at all.
Brother Ye, you didn't call me just to check the ward, right?
Who the hell has that kind of free time? Although Ye Jianjun is not a member of the system, he has been disciplined by the old man a lot since he was a child, so he has a sense of dignity. He rarely jokes with others on weekdays, but for some reason, Yihe
Yu Fei couldn't help but swear a lot when he spoke, and he felt particularly comfortable with him.
Come to my place tomorrow morning.
What's the matter? Yu Fei asked.
If you want to come, then come. Where did you come from with so much nonsense? After Ye Jianjun finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
Yu Fei was dumbfounded, thinking to himself, I don't know where you live, how can I get to your place? Fortunately, after a while, Ye Jianjun's text message arrived, and it was his address.
Putting down the phone, Yu Fei said apologetically to Qi Yue: I'm sorry, Brother Qi, I'm afraid I won't be able to be with you tomorrow, Brother Ye has something to do with me.
Qi Yue said with a smile: This is not a fight. No matter how many people come, it will be useless. You can go and do your business.
Niu Niu's school was contacted by Ye Jianjun. Although Qi Yue didn't know much about this person, he also knew that it was not simple. If Yu Fei could spend more time with him, there would definitely be no harm.
Yu Fei thought about it. If there was really going to be a fight, Qi Zhi would be enough. If he went alone, it would be in vain.
Early the next morning, Yu Fei took a taxi and went to the address given by Ye Jianjun. Although he was prepared, Yu Fei was still shocked by what he saw when he got out of the car.
Ye Jianjun lives in a villa covering an area of more than a thousand square meters, with a yard of several hundred square meters.
There were two armed guards standing in front of the villa, which made Yu Fei whisper about Ye Jianjun's identity.
In fact, Yu Fei also overthought it. These two guards were here to protect Ye Xingguo, and they were not there in normal times.
You guys are still doing this, you just came, and you brought nothing with you. Ye Jianjun couldn't help but laughed and cursed when he saw what Yu Fei was carrying.
Yu Fei also knew that someone who wrote out a check of more than eight million yuan without blinking would definitely look down on this, but after all, it was his first time to come to the door, so he couldn't be too ignorant. Besides, the money was given by Ye Jianjun, although
The eight million yuan was for buying Fu Sheng's sutra teaching map, but spending half a million yuan to buy a note with 100 words was equivalent to a gift from Ye Jianjun to him. He couldn't be too stingy, although
I don’t know what Ye Jianjun likes, but as a man, it’s always good to buy some cigarettes and alcohol. So this time Yu Fei brought two bottles of Maotai and two bottles of Soft China, which cost him several thousand yuan.
Brother Ye, you called me in a hurry. Did you miss something again? Yu Fei guessed with a smile. If you want to talk about the intersection between himself and Ye Jianjun, it is antique collecting. Did Ye Jianjun miss something again and found something old? I can’t get it.
Yes, I showed it to Dong Dechang but I was afraid of being laughed at because of it, so I specially called myself over.
What are you guessing? My grandfather wants to see you. How could Ye Jianjun not understand the meaning of Yu Fei's smile? He couldn't help but groan.
Following Ye Jianjun into the house, he found an old man with his back to the door, holding a cane with both hands, looking at the painting on the wall. The painting was the painting of Fu Sheng teaching scriptures that Yu Fei had originally sold, but now this
The painting has been framed and hung on the wall.
Grandpa Ye Jianjun called out softly, as if he had transformed from a tiger into a kitten in an instant, which surprised Yu Fei.
Well. Ye Xingguo turned around when he heard this. After a night's rest, his energy was better than yesterday. He had carefully looked at the painting of Fu Sheng teaching scriptures just now, and it was indeed an authentic work by Wang Wei.
Antique appraisal is afraid of comparison. Although many people in the industry have been positive about Fu Sheng's sutra teaching picture collected in the Osaka Municipal Museum, if you see the picture in front of you, I believe you will be able to identify it in a very short time: This picture is the
It's authentic
Little bastard, you finally did something that made me happy this time. Ye Xingguo said. Although Ye Jianjun affirmed yesterday that this painting was authentic, Ye Xingguo knew his grandson very well and knew that he often exaggerated. This morning he
Have to see this painting for yourself.
The elderly slept little, so Ye Xingguo woke up at around five o'clock. As a result, Ye Jianjun didn't get a good night's sleep either, and he was helpless with a pair of panda eyes.
After hearing Ye Xingguo's words, Yu Fei couldn't help but chuckle.
Ye Jianjun glared at Yu Fei and said: Grandpa, he is the Yu Fei I told you yesterday.
Yu Fei quickly stepped forward and greeted him respectfully: Hello, Grandpa, I am Yu Fei.
Looking at Ye Xingguo from a close distance, Yu Fei saw that there were age spots on the old man's face. Although his expression was still calm and intimidating, which made people dare not look directly at him, he could no longer hide his age.
Ye Jianjun never told Yu Fei his grandfather's name and life, but Yu Fei still guessed it.
When he was a child, Yu Fei could often see him on TV. Thinking of Ye Jianjun's surname, Yu Fei could certainly guess who the old man was. Yu Fei respected the founding general from the bottom of his heart, so
The attitude is very respectful and dignified.
This painting was discovered by Ye Xingguowen.
Yes. Yu Fei answered truthfully.
Why don't you support making this painting public and letting the world know that a fake has been hidden in Japanese museums for decades?
Yu Fei was stunned, not expecting that this was what Ye Xingguo had called him for.
Even though he was speaking righteously to Dong Dechang and his group, he actually had selfish motives.
If he wants to make this matter public, he must dedicate the painting to the country. Even if the country rewards himself for this, it will mostly be symbolic and cannot be much money, let alone eight million.
To be honest, I should continue to pretend that Yu Fei is weighing things quickly in his mind.
In the end, Yu Fei told the truth. He didn't think that the old man in front of him who was once the leader of the country could be fooled. It was not good enough for him to lie in front of him. Instead of being exposed, it would be better to tell the truth. More importantly,
He has already sold this painting, and 8.5 million has gone into his pocket. Whether or not he donates this painting has nothing to do with him. In this case, why continue to lie.
After hearing Yu Fei's reasons, Ye Xingguo was stunned for a moment, and then laughed happily.
Ye Jianjun also smiled and shook his head. He had not seen his grandfather so happy for a long time, and he also had a better impression of Fei.
Ye Xingguo laughed for a while and felt tired, so he pointed to the chair next to him. Ye Jianjun quickly went over and moved the chair over, and Ye Xingguo sat down on the chair.
Because he was a little short of oxygen from laughing just now, the old man's breathing was a little rapid, and there were two flushes on his face.
Ye Jianjun's heart skipped a beat and he went to call Dr. Liang.
Ye Xingguo waved his hand and said: It's okay, I'll just rest for a while. I remember that during the Battle of Crossing the River, I didn't sleep for three days and three nights and didn't feel anything. Now I'm tired even to take a breath. I can't bear to accept it.
The old man shook his head without interest. When he closed his eyes, he felt like he had returned to the war years when artillery fire filled the sky. He commanded thousands of troops and was invincible. It was really like being as angry as a tiger swallowing thousands of miles.
Looking at Ye Xingguo's old appearance, Yu Fei also felt sad. Thinking that his right hand could relieve fatigue, Yu Fei said impulsively: Grandpa, I had a massage with an old Chinese medicine practitioner when I was a child. Let me give you a squeeze. It's very good.
It works.
Yu Fei didn't dare to make up any family secret skills, because those lies would be revealed with just a little research. Now that he had fabricated an old Chinese medicine doctor out of thin air, even if Ye Xingguo was suspicious, he had nowhere to go to investigate.
"Yu Fei, don't mess around." Ye Jianjun said. Ye Xingguo is not an ordinary old man. He has strict standards for his diet and daily life. If he were in Kyoto, even his grandson would have to go through inspection if he wanted to see his grandfather. There is no saying that he can pinch whatever he wants.
What's more, isn't there Dr. Liang here?
It's okay. Ye Xingguo said with a smile, it's rare to have a heart that is smaller than one, just pinch it, my old bones are not that fragile.
Ye Jianjun wanted to stop him, but Ye Xingguo glared back.
Ye Xingguo patted the armrest of the chair and said: Come here, come here and give Grandpa a squeeze.