"Boy, where did you come out, in the entire East China Sea, no one dares to talk to me Fang Zhiwen like this!"

Seeing Fang Zhiping rushing up, several young men behind him also rushed over.

"Hey, what are you doing here, are you going to make trouble?" Zhang Yulin hurriedly walked over.

As soon as he walked to the front, he was directly pushed away several meters away by Fang Zhiwen again, and then sat on the ground with a thud.

"Ouch!"

Falling to the ground, Zhang Yulin couldn't help but let out a scream.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Ling'er hurriedly walked over and helped Zhang Yulin up with a distressed expression.

Seeing this scene, Yao Qian frowned slightly.

He looked at the menacing Fang Zhiwen, and said in a cold tone: "I limit you to five seconds to apologize to Uncle Zhang!"

Apologize?

Fang Zhiwen smiled coldly, "Boy, are you teaching me to do things?"

"Come with me, let this kid know who to mess with and who not to mess with!"

When several young men heard Fang Zhiwen's words, they immediately surrounded Yao Qian.

In the next second, a vision suddenly appeared.

The bodies of several young men flew upside down like kites with broken strings, slamming into the concrete floor behind them.

Fang Zhiwen was directly stupefied.

This man is too fierce.

Yao Qian looked at Fang Zhiwen, who had fallen into a stupor, and said in a cold tone: "Apologize to Uncle Zhang immediately, otherwise your fate will be even worse!"

Fang Zhiwen was already stupid at the moment, but his strong self-esteem did not allow him to take the initiative to bow his head and apologize.

"What, you mean to let me personally take action to get you to your knees?"

As he spoke, Yao Qian walked towards Fang Zhiwen step by step.

"Slow, what do you want to do?" Of course, Fang Qingping would not watch his grandson being beaten, and hurriedly walked over from the side.

"What do I want to do, I'll ask this guy to apologize to me right now! Old man, you can't manage your grandson yourself, I'll take care of it for you." Yao Qian said without raising his head.

"You ........." Fang Qingping didn't expect Yao Qian to speak so impulsively.

"He made a mistake, I'm still an elder, when will it be your turn to teach you a lesson. ”

"You are his elder, you didn't come out to stop him when he was about to beat someone just now, this is your Fang family's tutor?" Yao Qian asked with a sneer.

"Now I have to get him to kneel down and apologize to Uncle Zhang, otherwise I will do it myself. ”

"Don't deceive people too much!" Fang Zhiwen said angrily.

As soon as the words fell.

A piercing pain came from his leg, and he couldn't help but fall to his knees.

"I've given you a chance, but you don't cherish it!" Yao Qian withdrew his right foot and said indifferently.

Fang Qingping didn't expect Yao Qian to really do it.

"Boy, do you know who our Donghai Fang family is? You dare to be so arrogant!"

"Donghai Fangjia, I'm sorry, I haven't heard of it. Yao Qian replied expressionlessly.

"Hehe, is your Fang family no one in our Zhang family?" Zhang Qiliang walked over from the side with a calm face.

"Lao Zhang, what do you mean by this? It's just the friction of the juniors. ”

"The friction of the juniors?

"I ............"

Seeing this, Fang Qingping couldn't speak anymore, he could only glance at Yao Qian with resentful eyes.

"Okay, we don't care about the juniors, let's see if you can identify this painting first!" Fang Qingping looked at Zhang Qiliang and said with a sneer.

Hearing this, Zhang Qiliang's face changed slightly.

He has been in the industry for so many years, and he has never seen such a strange picture.

Tang Bohu's chapter on this painting is correct, and the paper and ink are also old, but the agility and elegance of the whole painting are not Tang Bohu's painting style at all.

It's okay to say that the painting is a fake.

But this is obviously an ancient painting, and he can't identify its time and author for a while.

Seeing Zhang Qiliang's appearance, the sneer in Fang Zhiping's heart deepened.

"Lao Zhang, if you can't identify this painting, the position of the president of the Antique Association will have to be relinquished. ”

Holding the detector again and looking at the painting, Zhang Qiliang's face showed a trace of dejection.

He was planted this time.

"I don't ............ this painting"

Before Zhang Qiliang could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Yao Qian, "Master Zhang, does this painting still need to be identified?

As he spoke, Yao Qian walked up from the side.

"Authentic?hehe, this little friend is also a fellow practitioner?" Fang Qingping looked at Yao Qian with a sneer on his face and said.

"Although I don't know about antiques, this painting looks like an old thing, how beautiful do you look at this paper?" Yao Qian said with a pretentious gesture.

"Hehe, Xiaoyou is really good eyesight. ”

Hearing Yao Qian's words, Fang Qingping instantly smiled.

"Will you sell this painting? If you sell it, I'll buy it."

Without waiting for Fang Qingping to finish speaking, Yao Qian spoke directly.

Hearing this, Fang Qingping was stunned.

This guy is a stunned young man, and he still wants to buy this painting, isn't this just for him to slaughter?

"Xiaoyou really want to buy it?"

"Then there can be a fake, you can say a price!" Yao Qian said nonchalantly.

Fang Jinping grinned at the corners of his mouth, and said directly: "Ten million is not two prices." ”

"Okay, then 10 million deals!" Yao Qian agreed directly.

Seeing this, Zhang Qiliang hurriedly pulled the corner of Yao Qian's clothes and said, "Ling Tianxiaoyou, don't be confused! This painting is a fake at all, don't be fooled." ”

"Mr. Zhang, how can this be a fake? I have seen this kind of painting on TV, and the real thing looks like this. Yao Qian said with a big grin.

"Tomorrow you have to trust my grandfather's judgment, you are definitely wrong!" Zhang Ling'er on the side was also anxious, and hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him.

This is obviously the painting that the Fang family used to embarrass her grandfather, how can it be genuine?

"Ling Tian Xiaoyou, don't believe Old Man Zhang's words, he can't even identify what age this painting is, why say that he is fake, let me tell you that this painting is Tang Bohu's genuine product, you will definitely not lose 10 million yuan. Fang Qingping hurriedly explained on the side.

Hearing this, Yao Qian waved his hand and said, "Don't persuade anymore, I have bought this painting." ”

"Hahaha, little friendly eyesight, then let's make a deal now!" Fang Qingping said impatiently while sneering.

He just wanted to disgust Old Man Zhang, but he didn't expect that there would be an unexpected joy today, and he would run into a wronged man!

Yao Qian did not hesitate, and directly took out his mobile phone and started the transfer.

"Alas, tomorrow Xiaoyou, you are really confused. Seeing that the wood had been completed, Zhang Qiliang could only say bitterly on the side.

After the transaction was completed, Yao Qian's face showed a smile that the conspiracy had succeeded.

"Ling'er, do you have a blade here? He spoke suddenly.