"20,000 yuan, what about you who sent me to ask for food? I just received this painting from this gentleman, but the real money was collected for 800,000 yuan, you see, this money has been beaten by others, you have damaged the painting, how can I sell it? Accompany me 20,000 yuan, what is enough?" The man with the gold chain deliberately took out the transfer record of his mobile phone and showed it to the people around him in a circle.

"Look at you wearing gold and silver, and being decent, you won't cheat the money of low-level people like us, right?" shouted the gold chain vendor.

Zhang Shanfeng looked at his rogue expression, and couldn't help frowning slightly, such a playful appearance is not like a good class.

In front of him, a gentlemanly man with a magnifying glass came to the painting.

"Tut-tut, what a good painting, at first glance it is the authentic work of Bada Shanren Zhu Qi, but it's a pity that the position of this payment is torn up, otherwise the price would have to be 3 million!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a man in shabby blue clothes slapped him on the thigh.

"Oh, my painting is sold cheaply! Just now this young lady slandered me that this painting is fake, if she hadn't robbed it for me, she wouldn't have ruined such a good painting, boss, you have also seen it, don't blame me for this!" said the man in blue looking at the gold chain vendor with a look of wrongedness.

At this time, passers-by saw a big bustle to watch, and there were more and more onlookers.

"Oh, who should I be, aren't these Young Master Yan and Miss Jin?" a familiar man's voice rang out in the crowd.

Zhang Shanfeng looked at the past and saw that it was Zeng Zhiguo, who he hadn't seen for a long time.

I haven't been back to Los Angeles for a long time, but I didn't expect to meet this guy on such an occasion today.

Zeng Zhiguo has always been very stammered with Yan Chenyu, and from a distance, he saw that Yan Chenyu was standing in the crowd of onlookers here, so he squeezed in.

Yan Chenyu saw that the person in front of him was singing and doing a buckle, and wanted to cheat Jin Yanzi out of money, he was also very helpless.

I have been in the antique business for many years, and I have seen many antique calligraphy and paintings.

Although his family is a regular big store, he has heard a lot about this kind of deception in the market, so as soon as he took a look, he knew that the other party was definitely not a good person.

It's just that the loss that Golden Swallow suffered today is obviously a game that someone else has laid out before.

One person sells a painting, and the vendor unfolds the painting and praises it, and after praising the style of painting, the two people pretend to buy and sell and bargain.

Because of the high price, it attracts many onlookers.

Jin Yanzi has nothing to do today, and when she walked here, she also came to take a look, and saw that it was a fake, although the painting was lifelike, very much like the real thing, but after all, it was an imitation, and in terms of its value, it couldn't even be sold for 10,000 yuan.

However, in some bargaining, the vendor agreed to buy it at a high price of 800,000 yuan.

Jin Yanzi was kind for a while, and stepped forward to remind him, but he didn't want to touch the painting, so he tore out a gap.

At this time, the vendors had already paid 800,000 to the painting sellers.

Jin Yanzi was immediately surrounded by several people, no matter how she explained, the other party just didn't give up, and she was bound to take out 800,000.

"Regardless of whether the painting is true or not, I just spent 800,000 yuan to buy it now, and if you break it for me, you should compensate me, this is a matter of course!" the peddler roared.

Jin Yanzi thought that Yan Chenyu was a relatively authoritative local antique dealer expert, and she was scared for a while, so she had to ask him to help her.

"What if you are the son of the Yan family? Since you are a peer, you should pay more attention to the rules, right?"

"Regardless of whether this painting is true or not, I just spent 800,000 yuan to buy it, and I paid the money with one hand and delivered it with the other, even if this young lady is kind, she tore up my 800,000 yuan, I can't sell it, and I can't return it, I can't let me eat this dumb loss, right?" said the man with the gold chain arrogantly.

Yan Chenyu found that the other party didn't want to be reasonable at all, and even relied on his background on Central Street to create public opinion.

Even if it is 800,000, I can afford it, but I was tricked by my peers in my own city like this, and it will be spread out in the future, how can I mix in this industry!

He called Zhang Shanfeng to see if he could come up with some ghost ideas to solve the trouble in front of him.

As soon as Zhang Shanfeng arrived, he saw Zeng Zhiguo who was slapping horses on the side.

"Presumptuous, what are you guys who dare to get an axe in front of our Yuyan Xuan Shao's shopkeeper?" Zeng Zhiguo looked righteous and courageous.

"Why are you that green onion?" because you are a man with a head and a face, and you come to bully us little people?" shouted the peddler fearlessly.

"We don't have any intention of bullying people, if you think there is a problem with my handling method, you might as well call the police to solve it!" Yan Chenyu said angrily.

"Why make such a fuss, I see that both of you have difficulties, and it is strange to be troublesome if it is big. Why don't you make a comeback, and tell you both to take a step back?" suggested the gentleman with the magnifying glass.

Before Yan Chenyu could speak, the peddler spoke.

"I see that this gentleman of yours is a reasonable person, if you can't do it, you can give me an opinion, I can't listen to it!"

"Although this painting is worth a lot of money, but it is also torn up a payment, and the whole picture is not injured, find a skilled master to repair it, and it will be repaired, so little girl, you will pay 200,000 yuan to others. ”

At this time, Jin Yanzi, who was hiding behind Yan Chenyu, timidly pulled Yan Chenyu's sleeve.

"It's all my trouble, people are right, even if the painting is a fake, it's not easy for people to do business, 800,000 yuan has been spent, 200,000 is not much, I will pay him compensation. ”

Jin Yanzi felt that she had caused trouble, which made Yan Chenyu lose face, and she was very unbearable to be made difficult, so she planned to give in.

"Look, this little girl is so reasonable, we wouldn't have been so embarrassed if we had spoken like this earlier!" The hawker held the painting in one hand and the mobile phone in the other, and called up the payment code.

At this time, the painting happened to be facing Zhang Shanfeng, and Zhang Shanfeng couldn't help but glance at the painting.

Originally, he believed in Yan Chenyu's vision very much, Jin Yanzi could be wrong, and he couldn't be wrong, so before he saw the painting, he also felt that this was an ordinary porcelain incident.

But when the picture was facing him, before he could see the brush and ink, he saw a faint white light shrouded in the painting.

"Wait!" Zhang Shanfeng suddenly spoke in the crowd.

When Jin Yanzi and Yan Chenyu saw him coming, they couldn't hide their happiness on their faces, but Zeng Zhiguo's face sank.

"It's been a long time, Mr. Zhang, what do you think?" Zeng Zhiguo greeted sneeringly.