Prepare to run forward and push this man out of nowhere.

It's just that before she can get started, a faster figure rushes out, and everyone only sees her He only used one kick, and the sneak attacker was kicked aside.

Everyone was in an uproar, and they were all in amazement.

The two of them were subdued in this way, and after making sure that there was no danger, An Mengyi set her eyes on the person who had just appeared to save people.

"It's you!" An Mengyi's eyes widened.

The old man took a deep breath, as if he knew martial arts, and made a very short finish.

Then someone rushed out of the crowd and searched for it on the ground: "My painting!"

The painting fell next to An Mengyi, An Mengyi picked it up and handed it to him: "Here." ”

"Thank you, thank you. The middle-aged man in the coat kept talking, then opened the painting and let out a sigh: "Fortunately, it's okay, it's this painting that was stolen." ”

An Mengyi felt curious, and leaned over to take a look: "Can you let me take a look?"

"Here you go, see. "This boss is very generous, and he directly let An Mengyi take it.

An Mengyi looked at it for a long time and felt that this painting was good, both the font and the painting were unique: "Why was this painting stolen, but you were relieved?"

"This painting was bought by me for 6,000 from there, and I am not afraid of your jokes when I say it, it was dropped when the former owner of the house moved. The later owner saw that the painting was good, and when he saw that no one had come to look for it for a long time, he sold it to me. The boss in the coat said, "It doesn't look like it's a real thing, so I thought I'd take it out and sell it here, and if someone really likes it, I can make a difference." So, if I stole something else, I might still feel distressed, but I'm not afraid if I steal this painting. ”

"Do you want to sell it?" An Mengyi asked.

"Sell, of course sell!" The boss stared at An Mengyi: "What's the matter?

"Yes, I look at this painting seems to be very good...... " An Mengyi said, this signature and this color, it can be seen that the age should not be very old.

An Mengyi looked up and looked around, the old man just now, and Rong Jinghao were still looking at the two people who had just run over. Secretary Zhao had already called the police, and before the police came, the crowd around them still did not disperse. With so many pairs of eyes staring, An Mengyi didn't dare to use her different pupils again.

"That little sister, let's do it, I bought it for 6,000, and you give me 12,000!" the boss asked.

"Twelve thousand, boss, she helped you find this painting, and you doubled it in an instant!" Su Lele questioned him.

"Hey, look at this painting, it's angular, I just watched you help me snatch this painting back, so I gave a conscience price. The boss said that Su Lele had the intention of continuing to quarrel with him, so he changed his voice to another person: "Little sister, you should be a person who knows how to draw, even if it is imitation, this can be regarded as a conscience." If I sell this painting normally, it will cost more than 100,000 yuan!"

After speaking, he glared at Su Lele.

"Hey, you ......" Su Lele was about to do it again. An Mengyi cut the price, but An Mengyi spoke: "Lele." ”

As soon as Su Lele heard this, he knew that An Mengyi meant not to let him continue, so he glared at the boss angrily and took a few steps back.

"Boss, 12,000 is 12,000. An Mengyi said: "Do you want to go to the store with you to settle the bill?"

"No, no!" The boss immediately smiled, as if he was afraid that An Mengyi would run away: "You can transfer money directly to me now, and when the police come in a while, you may still need to record a record, so I won't trouble you to follow me to my store." ”

The people around naturally saw this scene, and they all felt that this boss was a chicken thief, and some people felt worthless for An Mengyi.

"Girl, if you want me to say, don't buy it at all, he said it's imitation, let's see if he can sell this painting for 100,000 yuan!" An old lady glared at the antique shop owner and said to An Mengyi.

"That's it, girl, you catch the thief for him, and he still has to trick you in this matter, it's not worth it, it's not worth it!"

The sparse voices of everyone made the boss feel a little weak, but he soon convinced himself: "I am a businessman, and I am not a good person, and this painting is the price that this girl said she would buy me." He helped me, but it still had to be at the price, right?"

"I don't believe it, if it's really worth 100,000 yuan, can you still sell it for 10,000 yuan?" Su Lele stood aside and asked.

Seeing An Mengyi standing there motionless, the boss was afraid that she would change her mind again, so he hurried up and continued: "Girl, is it still a treasure to go to WeChat?"

"WeChat. An Mengyi rolled up the painting, the boss had already opened the panel of WeChat payment, An Mengyi scanned the code, and when the 12,000 transfer passed, the painting would be completely hers.

The people around were a little embarrassed, complaining that An Mengyi was stupid.

Su Lele came over angrily: "An An, why do you have to buy it? Look at his smug appearance!"

The boss succeeded, and immediately stood to the side, saying that all this had nothing to do with him. An Mengyi glanced at him, but he immediately waved his hand at An Mengyi: "Buy and leave, buy and leave!"

An Mengyi was amused by him like this, shook her head and said to Su Lele: "It's okay Lele, what if you make it?"

"An An, are you stupid? If you really make money, how can you sell it for 10,000?" asked Su Lele in a low voice while tugging at his clothes.

"Hello, we're the police. The police finally came, Rong Jinghao and the old man let go and handed over the person to the police, and then came to An Mengyi's side: "What did you just buy?"

"Chairman Rong, tell me about her!" Su Lele said anxiously: "She was cheated by this boss!"

"Let me see. Rong Jinghao was not in a hurry, obviously he didn't take Su Lele's words to heart.

An Mengyi handed him the painting: "Look at it." ”

Then he comforted Su Lele next to him: "It doesn't matter, if we lose it, we will pay a tuition." ”

Rong Jinghao held the pattern on it: "How much did it cost?"

"Ten thousand twelve. An Mengyi asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

When Rong Jinghao heard this price, he smiled: "12,000 yuan, you are really a baby." ”

"Yo! this is what you just bought?" while everyone was watching, a voice came from the side.

"No, what's the matter with you?" Su Lele was angry just now, and his tone was definitely not good at this time.

"Little girl, your temper is too impetuous, young people can't blow up at one point!" The old man put his hands behind his back, unaffected by her.

"Do you know how to draw?" asked An Mengyi.

"Of course. The old man nodded: "Do you mind showing me?"

"You please. An Mengyi moved her position out of the way, allowing the old man to get closer and look more closely.

"What do you think of this painting?" asked Rong Jinghao.

"Hiss......" The old man whispered, tugging at An Mengyi's heartstrings, and then heard his evaluation: "Not bad, this little girl makes a lot of money." ”

Didn't you just transfer it to her for twice the amount that someone else bought? Why do you say that you have made a lot of money now?

After seeing the excitement, some of the people who had not left came back, and Su Lele also moved when he heard the sound, and looked to the side curiously.

"This painting should be the authentic work of Mr. Dong Shouping. The old man said slowly.

It was much quieter, and everyone heard what the old man was saying. Some people don't know who Mr. Dong is, but they can understand the two words "authentic".

"Mr. Dong Shouping!" the crowd exclaimed a little villain.

"Who is he?" someone asked.

"It's a painter of our modern times, and his ink paintings are very famous!" someone gave an answer.

The owner of the shop next to him frowned, "What are you talking about?"

"It doesn't matter what you say, the important thing is that you really lose a lot!" some people in the crowd read the joke.

"I thought this little girl was stupid, but I didn't expect people to be the real discerning pearls!" said someone else.

The voice was not small, so that several people on the scene listened to it.

"Yes, this is Mr. Dong's "Ink Bamboo" picture. The old man looked at it and explained carefully: "When you look at the bamboo, you have a confident mind from the first stroke, and then the pen goes naturally without being bound by the bamboo, which is really wonderful." ”

"That means that this painting is really valuable?" Su Lele suddenly leaned up and asked.

"That's natural, although this painter is a modern painter, but in the nineties, it has been auctioned for more than 3,000 yuan, in 08 years it was about 60,000 yuan, and in 16 years it has reached 8 million ......" The old man said and touched his chin: "However, the price of this sale is related to the meaning of his painting, and this painting is now more than 40,000 yuan......

"Oh my God......" Hearing the news, Su Lele was no longer angry, his eyes widened, and then he turned to look at An Mengyi in disbelief: "An An, you have made a fortune!"

"Four million at once!" Su Lele made an exaggerated expression and amused An Mengyi.

"I didn't expect you, a little girl, to have a little bit of eyesight, not bad. The old man said.

"I'll pay 4.5 million! I'll buy this painting back!" the boss in a coat next to him suddenly said.

"Hey, have you repented? 10,000 was sold, 400 times over!" Su Lele laughed out loud.

"Lele. An Mengyi whispered to her to let him restrain a little.

"Look, I'm 500,000 more than you estimated, just let me get it back!" The boss's face turned the color of pig liver.

"Impossible!" Before An Mengyi could say anything, Su Lele refused first.