"Brother, you're too handsome!"

On the Lamborghini, Jiang Lai looked at Jiang Cheng with admiration and said.

"What's wrong?"

"You see that such a big boss is so respectful to you, I thought it was going to be over," Jiang Lai said with palpitations.

"Don't worry, as long as my brother is here, I will definitely not let you be hurt at all," Jiang Cheng looked at Jiang Lai and said seriously.

When Jiang Cheng was still alive, he had been studying hard, that is, to provide a comfortable environment for his family in the future, so that his parents would not work too hard.

"Hehe, brother, it's good to have you," Jiang Lai said to Jiang Cheng with a smile.

"How is it? Are you still satisfied with the house you bought just now?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"Satisfied, it's a 160-square-meter house, and it's still in Kangxin Yipin, I can't imagine it," Jiang Lai said happily.

"Okay, since you are satisfied, then our parents will also be satisfied, they are all decorated, you and your parents will move in as soon as possible," Jiang Cheng said with a smile.

Jiang Cheng sent Jiang Lai back home, and then drove back to the company to pick up Xu Qing, now that it has been so long, Xu Qing and Yang Mi should also discuss various things about endorsements.

"Wife, are you still in the company?"

Jiang Cheng dialed Xu Qing's phone.

"No, my dad knows that I have done the endorsement thing, and he is very happy, and he came out to buy a calligraphy and painting to celebrate," Xu Qing said.

"Where? I'll pick you up. ”

"It's in the antique city," Xu Qing said.

"Okay," Jiang Cheng agreed, and immediately drove towards the antique city.

Luzhou Antique City.

"Mr. Xu, the calligraphy and paintings you have selected have been packed for you," the shopkeeper with a goatee smiled and handed the box of calligraphy and paintings to Xu Zhijun's hands.

"Yes, it's really good, I didn't expect to meet Wu Daozi's true works here," Xu Zhijun was full of joy.

"Yes, if you don't say that you have a poisonous eye, you can make a lot of money if you buy this painting for 300,000 yuan. ”

The goatee boss also immediately said flatteringly.

Xu Zhijun also nodded yes, Wu Daozi is known as a painting saint, his paintings are hard to find, a simple painting can be sold for millions, but I didn't expect that what I encountered here would only sell for 300,000.

"Yes, I'll appreciate it again," Xu Zhijun said, opening the box, taking out the painting, and looking at it carefully.

Just as Xu Zhijun was looking carefully, he suddenly noticed that something was wrong, and his face changed suddenly.

"No, no," Xu Zhijun said repeatedly.

"What's wrong?" asked the goatee boss as well.

"This ...... This painting is a high-imitation fake, the material of this ink is problematic, it doesn't look like ancient brush and ink at all," Xu Zhijun secretly said badly.

"Dad, I've finished paying the money," Xu Qing said back to Xu Zhijun.

"No, such a fake is not worth 300,000 at all," Xu Zhijun hurriedly looked at the goatee boss and said.

"What's wrong?" Xu Qing hurriedly asked.

"This painting is a fake, it's not worth 300,000 at all," Xu Zhijun said as he looked at Xu Qing.

"Old man, I can't blame me, it's you who have seen it yourself, and antiques, once sold, will never be returned," the goatee boss said quickly.

Now Xu Zhijun is embarrassed, he has really played with eagles all his life, but he was pecked by the eagle.

The goatee boss was snickering on the side, he knew early on that this painting was a fake, although the imitation was more perfect, but it was worth one or two thousand, he deliberately marked the price of 300,000, and wanted to see if there was anyone who was stupid to buy it as a genuine handiwork, but he didn't expect to meet it today.

"What can I do about this," Xu Zhijun was anxious for a while, although he was not short of the money, but the unjust money was not spent like this.

"Boss, you see that we haven't taken this painting yet, it's true that my dad has lost his eyes, so you gave us a refund, how about it?" Xu Qing also stepped forward and said to the goatee boss.

"That's not good, no matter how long it lasts, as long as it's sold, it can't be replaced," the goatee boss is not stupid, this is finally sold at a high price, how can it be returned.

Xu Zhijun was still unwilling and entangled with the boss, but the goatee boss never gave in.

Soon, the quarrel here attracted a lot of onlookers.

"Look at what this means, is this boss cheating again?"

"Yes, I've seen it several times, and he knows it's a fake, and sells it as if it were the real thing, black-hearted merchant. ”

"Go, go, what's the matter with you, how do I know it's a fake, can't I look away?"

"Boss, if you don't know, don't blame you, if you knew it was a fake from the beginning, then you are too lacking in morality, right?" Xu Zhijun heard the words around him, and he also understood what kind of person this boss was, and said with some indignation.

"Old man, this is how to buy and sell, one is willing to fight and one is willing to suffer, if you want this painting, take it away, if you don't want it, keep it, anyway, it is impossible to return the money to you," Goatee simply went rogue.

The goatee said, and went back to the counter directly, simply ignoring Xu Zhijun, anyway, the money he earned was absolutely impossible to return again.

"Cut, fight me!" the goatee boss sneered.

Just when Xu Qing and Xu Zhijun didn't know what to do, Jiang Cheng walked in.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"Dad bought a painting and thought it was genuine, but it turned out to be a fake and cost 300,000,000," Xu Qing said helplessly.

"I'll take a look," Jiang Cheng frowned and walked to Xu Zhijun's side, looking at the painting carefully.

"Xiao Jiang, I didn't expect this," Xu Zhijun said with a little regret: "This is 300,000." ”

Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand and touched it, his brows immediately wrinkled slightly, and he knew it in his heart.

"Dad, these 300,000 flowers are not lost," Jiang Cheng said.

"Why?" Xu Zhijun hurriedly asked.

"Do you remember that Wu Daozi had a painting of a lotus pond birthday picture?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"Of course, that is Wu Daozi's most famous painting, in order to celebrate his mother's birthday, he spent countless painstaking efforts to draw the picture, but most people have never seen that painting," Xu Zhijun likes ancient paintings very much, and naturally understands these things.

"But why are you asking this?" asked Xu Zhijun suspiciously.

"Because, this picture is," Jiang Cheng said lightly.

"What? This fake is Wu Daozi's lotus pond birthday picture?"

"How is this possible, this picture is not at all different from the rumored Liantang birthday picture. ”

Jiang Cheng's words immediately attracted the onlookers closer, and they all looked at the fake picture on the coffee table.

"Cut, boy, your old man is unreliable, you are even more unreliable, the picture of the birthday of the lotus pond is created by Wu Daozi based on the lotus flower in the pond in front of his house, but this picture is based on the withered grass thatched house, how can it be, dream," the goatee boss looked at Jiang Cheng with mocking eyes.

"That's right, if it's really a lotus pond birthday picture, it will definitely not be sold for so much money. ”

"There are a few young people who know how to draw, and it is estimated that this young man just said casually, trying to anger the boss, it's useless, and the boss is not a fool. ”

The goatee boss didn't take Jiang Cheng's words to heart at all, because he knew Jiang Cheng's thoughts.

"Little brother, isn't it just a painting, I can recycle this painting, 100,000 yuan, how about it?"

A middle-aged man walked out of the crowd and said to Jiang Cheng.

"It turned out to be Mr. Liang!"

"Is that Mr. Liang, who won the first prize in the Youth Ancient Painting Creation Competition?"

Everyone exclaimed, this middle-aged man's name is Liang Zhiyuan, a well-known antique expert in Luyang City, who has been on the antique treasure appreciation program of Luyang TV many times, and has a very high status in the antique world.

"You want this painting?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"Yes, although this painting is a fake, but I think the brushing power in it is acceptable, I can buy it and copy it, anyway, this painting, it doesn't make any sense to keep it in your hands," Liang Zhiyuan said with a smile.

"That's fine, at least some of the losses can be recovered," Xu Zhijun hurriedly said, of course he didn't think that this fake was a Liantang birthday picture, so if he could sell it for a little money, he could lose less.

Jiang Cheng directly stopped Xu Zhijun and said to Liang Zhiyuan: "I'm sorry, I don't sell this picture." ”

"Why? Do you really think that this fake picture is a picture of Liantang's birthday?" Liang Zhiyuan looked at Jiang Cheng with a little amusement.

"This kid has a problem with his head, right? It's obviously a fake, worth 10,000 yuan at most, and now someone has come to collect 100,000 yuan, and he won't sell it?"

"It's really all kinds of fools, it is clear that Mr. Liang is to help him step down, he can't even die, and see what he will do when he loses face for a while. ”

"Young people nowadays are too good at pretending, they don't have much ability and like to pretend. ”

The onlookers obviously felt that Jiang Cheng had a problem, because anyone with a little common sense would see that the fake was not worth 100,000 yuan at all.

"Don't you think you're jumping to conclusions too early?" said Xu Qing as she looked coldly at the people around her.

"Little girl, you should divorce your husband as soon as possible, don't delay you with such a fool," the goatee boss said with a sneer.

Jiang Cheng sighed helplessly, and then said, "Since this is the case, let you open your eyes today." ”

After the words fell, Jiang Cheng unfolded the painting completely, flattened it on the coffee table, and then picked up the teacup on the table and poured the tea directly on the painting.

"I'm crazy with this kid, such a bowl of water, this painting is not worth any money. ”

"It seems that he is really broken and broken, and it won't be like this if he can't get off the stage, isn't it good to sell 100,000 to others?"

Liang Zhiyuan was also helpless for a while, let alone 100,000 yuan for this painting now, he didn't want to buy 10,000 yuan.

Just when everyone was looking at Jiang Cheng like idiots, Jiang Cheng reached out and pinched a corner of the painting, directly unraveling a layer of film.

"This ...... ...... this?" Liang Zhiyuan's eyes widened in surprise.