"Are you waiting for someone?" Fan Yibo politely stepped out of the car.

"Well, I may be late for a while, and I'm sorry to trouble Mr. Fan. ”

"Don't worry, since I'm a good friend of Mr. Sun, I'm willing to wait. ”

As a result, half an hour after the agreed time passed, Zhao Meng'er was late.

"Why are you still waiting, aren't you in a hurry?" Zhao Meng'er was not convinced.

Yesterday, grandpa said that he was going to go somewhere with this man, and he went to a country before, wasn't it enough to toss her?

"This is, the granddaughter of Zhao Lao Zhao of the Zhao family, Miss Zhao Meng'er, right?" Fan Yibo was very discerning, and he brought Zhao Meng'er out at a glance.

"That's right, my apprentice too. Chu Li deliberately mentioned the word "apprentice", which made Zhao Meng'er's teeth itch.

"Miss Zhao Meng'er is actually Mr. Sun's apprentice, Mr. Sun is amazing. ”

Fan Yibo was secretly frightened, he was so dangerous that he didn't see the wrong person, when Chu Li appeared beside Long Teng, Fan Yibo didn't pay much attention at first.

But after seeing how powerful Chu Li was, he decided that Chu Li was not a thing in the pool.

Really.

What kind of background does Zhao Lao have. can give his granddaughter to Chu Li as an apprentice.

Facing Chu Li, Fan Yibo was even more enthusiastic.

In the car, Chu Li handed Zhao Meng'er a bag. Zhao Meng'er took it casually, "What? A jelly bean?"

"Eat it. ”

Zhao Meng'er looked at Chu Li suspiciously, "What is this, are you trying to kill Miss Ben?"

"Don't dare, don't dare, besides, I'm trying to get your life, and I'm going to take my life to go in, it's not cost-effective. ”

"Hmph, forgive me for not daring!"

Zhao Meng'er threw the "jelly beans" in her mouth and swallowed it.

"It tastes weird. Bad. ”

Fan Yibo, who was driving, looked behind him through the rearview mirror from time to time.

He thought to himself, this bag must be filled with something good.

It's a pity that Chu Li only brought one out. If only I could get one.

But he didn't know that this "jelly bean" was an elixir made by Chu Li by boiling the carrion corpses of more than a dozen animals.

Ordinary people will only feel cold when they eat it, and their lives will be in danger at worst.

However, Zhao Meng'er ate it, and it had another effect.

Soon, the three of them came to a certain residence of Wen Qianfan.

Strictly speaking, Wen Qianfan is not used to live in this place. It is a small Chinese-style courtyard, there is a courtyard after entering the door, the courtyard goes straight for more than ten meters, only to the main entrance hall, there are rooms on the left and right sides of the hall.

The entire courtyard was transformed into an exhibition hall by Wen Qianfan. There are some antique calligraphy and paintings collected by Wen Qianfan from all over the place.

Usually this kind of light can see. And those who can't see the light are temporarily hidden by Wen Qianfan, avoiding the limelight and then taking them out. It's like the part that was dug up by Wang Ye at the cemetery that day.

Seeing Chu Li and the others coming, Wen Qianfan smiled deliberately, and he looked at the people around Chu Li.

One is Fan Yibo, who is not threatening, but just a self-made businessman. He has no family background, and he is the most unpopular among the rich.

And the other one is Zhao Lao Zhao Pingsheng's granddaughter, Zhao Meng'er.

Wen Qianfan thought to himself, this kid, is he afraid of dying?

I want to hide? There is no door.

"It's Mr. Sun, come in quickly. Hehe, the greeting is not good. ”

Wen Qianfan stepped forward very enthusiastically.

Mr. Wen was serious. If we come here, we won't cause trouble to Mr. Wen, right?" Chu Li was referring to Wen Qianfan's house full of antiques.

According to the market value, it is not an exaggeration to describe these antiques as priceless.

"Of course not, it's all gadgets, and I want to talk to Mr. Sun more. My treasures, all in it, please. ”

Wen Qianfan's attitude was very enthusiastic, not at all like he had a grudge against Chu Li.

Fan Yibo walked next to Chu Li, and coughed lightly, reminding Chu Li to be careful. It's just that Chu Li doesn't take it seriously.

It can be seen that Fan Yibo really likes to collect, even in the yard, there are some antiques on wooden shelves.

Clay pots, enamel blue and white porcelain, are placed in the courtyard.

And into the hall. A huge landscape map is facing the gate.

"This "Golden Autumn Picture of the White River" is majestic and elegant. It is the work of the famous Qi Baishi. Mr. Wen has a good eye. Fan Yibo recognized the painting at a glance.

For antique calligraphy and painting, Fan Yibo also has his own research.

But Wen Qianfan didn't pay much attention to Fan Yibo, but looked at Chu Li happily, "If Mr. Sun likes it, I can send it away." ”

Chu Li waved his hand, "I won't take away people's favors." ”

"Alas, how can this be a favor for people, the beauty of a gentleman's adulthood, I will immediately ask someone to take down the painting and package it for Mr. Sun!"

Wen Qianfan was going to call someone to come and give this painting to Chu Li. His attitude was very resolute, as if Chu Li didn't accept it, so he didn't take Wen Qianfan in his eyes.

Chu Li could only sigh helplessly, "If it's genuine, I'll keep it." Another day, I'll send Wen back to Mr. Something else. It's just that this painting is a copy, and when I hold it in my hand, it becomes a hot potato. ”

Wen Qianfan was dumbfounded.

He, how did he see it?!

Chu Li was four or five meters away from "The Golden Autumn Picture of Baijiang", and he hadn't even seen it once. You can tell that this is an imitation.

Wen Qianfan's first plan was a complete failure.

This is indeed a copy that he deliberately prepared, but it is the closest to the original one that he thinks can be found in this world.

Originally, he wanted to give this imitation to Chu Li, but this guy has never seen anything in the world, so he will definitely accept it as a genuine work. In this way, Chu Li can be regarded as taking their Wen family's things. There's also a camera here that can record the scene.

As soon as I have the opportunity, I will publish this video.

When the time comes, let Chu Li pay a price of the same price, which is equivalent to invisibly, exchanging the price of the imitation for the price of the real product.

Wen Qianfan made steady profits.

Unexpectedly, it failed before it started.

"I didn't expect this painting to be the real thing, hehe. Wen Qianfan smiled awkwardly.

"That's right, Mr. Wen, you see. ”

After Chu Li concluded that this was an imitation, he moved towards the painting, which could be regarded as warning Wen Qianfan that he had some strength.

After getting closer to the painting, Chu Li stretched out his hand to wipe the painting, and then spread out his hand, "Mr. Wen, look, there is this on this painting." ”

"What is this?" Zhao Meng'er stepped forward and looked at Chu Li's hand, which seemed to be a little hairy.

"This is the fiber, a real handiwork, how can there be a fiber that is only available in modern times. ”

"Hehe, it seems that Mr. Sun's eyes are vicious. Wen Qianfan smiled and said with a smile.

Chu Li glanced at Wen Qianfan and continued, "Mr. Wen, do you still want to hang this painting here?"

Wen Qianfan was stunned for a second before asking, "What does Mr. Sun mean?"

"After all, Wen is always a big collector, and he must be full of genuine items in the room. If an imitation suddenly appears inside, it will make Mr. Wen's reputation plummet. It's not good to get it out. ”

Chu Li said that the head is the Tao, can Wen Qianfan, an old monster in the collecting world, know?

If it weren't for the special preparation for Chu Li, this painting would not have entered his small courtyard at all.

"Mr. Sun is right, in this way, I removed this painting. Wen Qianfan was about to call a maid to do it.

"Mr. Wen, don't do this. You see, there is still a camera here, if it is recorded, Mr. Wen sees the imitation, but he just takes it down. Later, if someone bought the imitation, is it possible to suspect that it flowed out of Mr. Wen's hands? This is also a big blow to Mr. Wen's reputation. ”

Chu Li also deliberately glanced at the camera. silently reminded Wen Qianfan.

Wen Qianfan's heart was rolling, and he had to pretend to be calm on the surface, damn, this guy wanted to force him to his death.

"Oh, Mr. Sun reminded me right, how did I forget. Then I'll call someone and destroy the painting. ”

"I suggest that Mr. Wen do it himself, the effect is better!"

"Okay, okay. ”

Wen Qianfan was holding calligraphy and paintings in his hands, and his heart was dripping blood.

Because the effect is closest to the original, the price is also the highest among all imitations.

If it is not destroyed, it can be sold for some price.

As soon as Wen Qianfan gritted his teeth and tore it with his bare hands, more than 1.2 million disappeared completely from Wen Qianfan's hands.

This is a special loss for the lady and the soldiers!