The trial operation effect of Feiqian Beauty is very good, and those who have tried Feiqian Beauty skin care products for free are extremely praised, thinking that this is the best skin care product they have ever used, so they began to snap up and were sold out in less than a day, so Chen Qian was very excited.

Feiqian Beauty made such a good start on the first day, and both of them were full of confidence in the development of the company.

With the opening of tourist attractions, Wudang Mountain is not as heavily defended as before, as long as you buy tickets, you can enter.

Ma Yongcheng said to the young Taoist priest who was similar to the staff at the door, and the young Taoist priest called to inquire, and soon let Ma Yongcheng go in with a kind face.

Ma Yongcheng had never been to Wudang Mountain before, but fortunately there were signs along the road, so Ma Yongcheng soon arrived at the Taihe Palace at the top of the mountain.

At this time, there was already a Taoist priest waiting there at the gate of Taihe Palace.

"This should be the master of the horse, the head has been waiting in the main hall for a long time, the donor, please come with me. Although Ma Yongcheng has not cultivated his internal strength, he can also feel that the Taoist priest in front of him has a restrained aura, and he is by no means an ordinary person.

"There's Lao, the Taoist chief. Ma Yongcheng hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

The Taoist priest smiled slightly, and began to lead the way in front of him.

Ma Yongcheng followed him all the way, and soon followed the other party to the door of a large hall.

"Donor, the head is in the main hall. The Taoist priest stood at the door, did not continue to walk, Ma Yongcheng gave a salute, and then stepped in.

Ma Yongcheng walked into the main hall, the center of the hall enshrined the true body of the Zhenwu Palace, and under the real body stood an old man with gray hair facing away from him, although he couldn't see the true face, but gave him a feeling of not moving like a mountain.

"The younger generation Ma Yongcheng has seen the real person in Changchun. Ma Yongcheng saluted the gray-haired old man.

When the old man heard this, he turned around and said with a smile: "The donor has come from afar, so you don't need to be polite!"

This old man is Changchun Zhenren, the contemporary head of the Wudang faction, although his hair has turned gray, he is in good spirits.

Changchun Zhenren looked at Ma Yongcheng, wanting to see if the person introduced by Lin Fan had martial arts qualifications, and after a careful observation, he found that the other party had strong muscles and bones, and his foreign martial arts had been practiced to the extreme, and his martial arts foundation was very good, and he couldn't help but be slightly happy in his heart.

So he said: "I already know the meaning of your coming, Duan Xiaoyou has already told me on the phone, I wonder if you are willing to worship under my door?"

Ma Yongcheng was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately said: "I am willing!"

He really didn't expect the head of the Wudang faction to personally accept him as an apprentice, and his heart was excited and happy.

Lin Fan didn't stay in the company for long, and after attending the company's opening ceremony, Lin Fan was called away by a phone call from his father-in-law Xia Yunlong.

On the phone, Xia Yunlong's tone was hurried and angry, and he kept arguing with someone, the phone was very noisy, and Lin Fan couldn't hear what was going on.

In Lin Fan's impression, his father-in-law has always been the kind of person with a calm personality, even if he is angry, he will not be able to hold his breath, what can make him so angry is obviously breaking through his mental capacity.

Lin Fan was afraid that his father-in-law would encounter some trouble, so he hurriedly drove towards the "Jianbao Zhai" that Xia Yunlong said.

Lin Fan inquired all the way, and finally found this antique shop called "Jianbao Zhai" in the antique street.

After getting out of the car, Lin Fan saw that the front of the store was full of people, pointing and talking about it, Lin Fan immediately ran over, pushed through the crowd and squeezed in, and saw his father-in-law and the shopkeeper arguing loudly.

"You liar, if you don't return the money to me, I'm going to call the police. Xia Yunlong's face was very angry, and he still held a pair of words in his hand.

"Dad, what's going on, what kind of liar?" Lin Fan immediately ran over and asked.

"You came just in time, Xiaofei, it's this broken letter, it's a fake, I asked this guy to return the money to me, he actually said that he was not responsible for buying and leaving, how could he be so bullying?"

The shopkeeper was a slightly chubby man in his fifties, with a shrewd look in his eyes, looking harmless to humans and animals, seeing that Xia Yunlong was actually going to call the police, his originally charitable face immediately turned cold.

"This guest officer, even if this Wang Xizhi's character is a fake, it is also your own choice, it is your own vision problem, who is to blame? I never said that our Jianbao Zhai must be true!"

"Then why didn't you remind me before, if you explained this problem before, where would I spend 300,000 yuan to buy this broken word, obviously you did it on purpose, so as to cheat money. Xia Yunlong suddenly broke through the true psychology of the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was a little annoyed and angry, and it was not easy to have a seizure for a while.

"Dad, show me this handwriting. Lin Fan only knew what was going on when he heard this, he had long known that his father-in-law was obsessed with calligraphy and painting, and it was normal for him to spend so much money to buy a pair of Wang Xizhi's characters.

But obsession is obsession, but to be honest, his father-in-law does not have too high research on these calligraphy and paintings, so he can't distinguish the authenticity, or an old gentleman who knows calligraphy and painting happens to see that he is fake, I'm afraid that his father-in-law will never know that he bought a fake word.

It's a pity that at this time, his father-in-law had already given the money to the shopkeeper, so the two sides had a dispute.

Lin Fan opened it and saw that the words were really fake, and his face immediately turned bad, and he actually deceived his father-in-law.

Lin Fan glanced at the things in the store, and saw that the things in the store were all fake, which was obviously tricking people.

"Shopkeeper, this is yours, you are deceiving consumers like this, if you return the money to us, this matter will be settled, otherwise you can only let the police deal with this matter." ”

"You and I are scared, tell you, I will not retreat for 300,000 sons. The shopkeeper said with a calm face.

Seeing that the owner of this shop didn't enter, Lin Fan was about to teach this guy a good lesson, when a young man who looked very depressed walked in and shouted, "Boss, do you accept calligraphy and paintings here?"

Seeing that there was business coming to the door, the shopkeeper didn't bother to pay attention to these people, because the reason why he was fearless was because he had someone at the police station.

"What calligraphy and painting, let me see it. The shopkeeper asked.

The down-and-out young man immediately handed the shopkeeper a pair of yellowish calligraphy and paintings.

This is an ancient painting, the picture scroll is one meter long after unfolding, it is a common landscape ink drawing, and the painting style is simple. The shopkeeper took a look at it and knew that this was an imitation, it should be a copy of Gu Kaizhi's painting in the Song Dynasty, so he said: "Your calligraphy and painting is just an imitation, it's not worth much, give you a thousand, will you sell it?"

When the down-and-out young man heard this, he immediately said with some excitement: "Impossible, this is handed down by my ancestors, how can it be an imitation? Boss Wang, you must have read it wrong." ”

When the shopkeeper heard this, he seemed to have been insulted, and he glared and said, "How could I be mistaken, I said that it was copied, that is, copied, if you don't sell it, don't make trouble here." ”

The down-and-out young man originally didn't want to sell the treasure handed down from his ancestors, but there was a situation at home and he needed a handful of money urgently, so he had no choice but to sell this Gu Kaizhi painting. But he didn't expect that the shopkeeper actually said that his painting was fake.

Not to mention a thousand, even if it is given to him 100,000, it is impossible to sell it easily. So he took back the painting from the shopkeeper's hand and was about to leave, when a young man next to him stopped him.

"This brother, can you show me the painting in your hand?" It was Lin Fan who spoke.

The down-and-out young man hesitated, seeing that Lin Fan was young, and he didn't look like a rich man, but when things came to this point, as long as there was a slight opportunity, he didn't want to let it go, so he handed over the painting in his hand.

Lin Fan took the scroll with a smile, and saw that this painting lacked aura and was too rigid, and it was indeed copied by the previous generation.

Although it is a copy, it is not worth a thousand prices as the shopkeeper said, how can it be worth 10,000, obviously this guy is pit others again, Lin Fan's eyes flashed with cold light, and he vowed to teach the shopkeeper a good lesson.

However, the down-and-out young man said that this painting was a treasure handed down from his ancestors, and if it was only a copy item worth 10,000 yuan, it was obviously unlikely, so Lin Fan spread the calligraphy and painting on the ground and looked at it carefully, and finally let him find something unusual.

"This friend, how much are you going to sell for this painting?" Lin Fan asked as he looked at the down-and-out young man.

"You want to sell?" asked the down-and-out young man, a little incredulous.

"Of course!" Lin Fan said with a smile.

"Xiao Fei, isn't this painting copied?" Xia Yunlong pulled Lin Fan and asked in a low voice.

"It's copying!"

"Then why do you still want to buy it?" Xia Yunlong's face changed, and he asked very puzzled.

"Dad, don't worry, you'll know later. Lin Fan smiled mysteriously.

Xia Yunlong didn't know what Lin Fan was thinking, but he still chose to believe in his son-in-law.

"How much money do you want to sell this painting?" Lin Fan asked again, looking at the down-and-out young man.

"Three...... 300,000!" the down-and-out young man began.

"Hey, you sell a copy of a replica worth only 1,000 for 300,000 yuan, you want to make money and go crazy, right?"

The down-and-out young man's face turned red and retorted: "My painting is not a fake, it is real!"

It's a pity that no one believed him.

Lin Fan didn't care, he arched his hand to these people and said, "Thank you, big brothers, it's just that I really like this painting, even if it's 300,000, I will buy it." ”

The onlookers at the door were speechless, they kindly reminded them, but others were indifferent, they simply had a kind of dog mentality, seeing that Lin Fan insisted on buying this copy of the painting, they all thought that Lin Fan was kicked in the head by a donkey, and wanted to see Lin Fan's jokes.