Yang Bo picked up the wine glass in his hand, stood up, and walked in the direction of Gao Lin.

It wasn't until Yang Bo walked behind Gao Lin that he could notice that Gao Lin's neck was trembling slightly, and he seemed to be trying to force himself not to look back.

"Gao Lin. ”

Yang Bo called, Gao Lin turned to look over, "Cui Shao, such a coincidence, you also came to the Hong Kong Mansion!"

Yang Bo smiled coldly, and splashed the wine glass in his hand hard, and the wine splashed on Gao Lin's face, Gao Lin couldn't help but close his eyes.

"Whoa!"

There was a crisp sound, and everyone looked over, and saw the cup in Yang Bo's hand smashed on Gao Lin's head, "Don't do these small actions again, don't think that the Guo family will give you a platform, you can do whatever you want, you have to understand that your foundation is in the mainland!"

Yang Bo snorted coldly and turned to leave.

Walking back to his seat, Yang Bo knocked on the table angrily, "Let's go, what are you looking at, do you want to stay and be beaten?"

Luo Qing reacted, and hurriedly got up and left with Yang Bo.

Back in the room, Yang Bofang breathed a sigh of relief, but he was thinking in his heart, how to completely subdue Gao Lin, otherwise it would be a trouble after all, even if it was a small person, it would be a stumbling block.

On the second day, Yang Bo and Luo Qing got into Lu Dongxing's car, and the group went to Hollywood Road.

Lu Dongxing turned his head to look at Yang Bo, "You were so powerful last night!"

Yang Bo frowned, "How did you hear that?"

Lu Dongxing smiled, "This kind of thing spreads quickly, I have a friend who happened to be drinking on it last night, and when he saw your smashing demeanor, he asked me about your identity!"

"Oh, they think I'm arrogant?" Yang Bo asked.

"Drizzle, think about it, there are so many underworld characters here in the Hong Kong government, and you have seen a lot of fights, but everyone will still be very curious when they see Sven people fighting!" Lu Dongxing said.

Yang Bo shook his head with a smile, "He made trouble for me last night, if the well water doesn't interfere with the river water, why should I go to him?"

Lu Dongxing nodded and didn't ask more.

Hong Kong is a world-famous antiques distribution center and trading center, and is also one of the international trading centers for Asian art represented by Chinese cultural relics. The antiques auctions held in Hong Kong every year attract a large number of local and foreign tourists to bid, and the prices sold have repeatedly broken the price record of Chinese cultural relics.

Hollywood Road is the earliest street built since the opening of the Hong Kong government, and you can judge that it is an antique street when you see "XX Xuan" or "XX Zhai" everywhere. It is said that this street is the first street since the opening of the port of Hong Kong, and it is home to shops selling porcelain and jade, jewelry, stone furniture, calligraphy and paintings, etc., and the division of labor is meticulous and professional. Even the small sugar water shop looks quite ancient.

For convenience, Lu Dongxing asked the bodyguards to follow the three to protect, and the three of them turned around the block.

There are more than 100 shops on Hollywood Road, with different sizes, antique shops are small, but about 10 square meters, and some mini shops, with only a one-meter square counter, can only be regarded as a stall, and the storefronts are large, from the first floor to the third floor, like a small museum.

Regardless of the size of the store, the store is quiet and elegant, and there are a wide variety of antiques, such as "Chinese-style" furniture, scrolls, ceramics, etc., as well as old electric fans, phonographs, clocks, pens, lighters, and other antiques from Japan, Thailand, and other countries.

Yang Bo has rarely made a move now, but Lu Dongxing has a net worth of tens of billions, but in the face of dozens or hundreds of things, it is still very interesting to watch.

Luo Qing looked a little curious, she heard Yang Bo mention that he was a collector of cultural relics, but when she really came here, she was dazzled when she was faced with a dazzling array of antiques.

finally took a fancy to something, and Luo Qing would also run to Yang Bo for identification, but there was no doubt that these were all in vain.

The three of them walked into a store called "Boya Xuan", the store was quite large, and there were tables and chairs for resting, the three of them sat down, and after a while, an apprentice served tea, and the boss came over to ask the needs of the three people.

The boss is a middle-aged man in his forties, with small eyes, squinting and hiding behind glasses, looking quite a bit of a profiteer.

Lu Dongxing was tired, so he said to the boss: "Take out a few good things hidden in the store, let's take a look!"

The boss smiled and said to Gangpu: "I don't know what type you want, porcelain calligraphy and painting, jade jewelry, bronze heavy ware?"

Lu Dongxing hesitated slightly, "I plan to buy a painting as a gift, you can take the painting!"

"Okay, we have Tang Bohu's, Zhuzhishan's, Bada Shanren's, Zheng Banqiao's, all of them!" the boss said.

Soon, the boss brought several scrolls, gently unfolded them, and placed them in front of the eyes of the three of them.

Lu Dongxing put on his gloves and looked at them carefully.

Yang Bo glanced at it, and he lost interest, in fact, when he heard the boss bragging, Yang Bo knew that the other party would definitely not take good things out, and sure enough, they were all fakes!

Lu Dongxing watched with great interest, and Yang Bo didn't bother, and wandered around the store by himself.

After walking around, Yang Bo didn't get anything, he looked up at the decoration of the store, antique shops are generally decorated in an antique style, with pink and white walls with a few calligraphy and paintings hanging on them.

The calligraphy and painting have been framed, and when they are hung, there is a distance from the wall, which is to prevent moisture.

Yang Bo glanced twice, and was about to call Lu Dongxing to leave, when a ray of light suddenly flashed in front of him, and he couldn't help but look at the painting in front of him carefully.

This is a calligraphy work of the Qianlong period, not signed, it is copied Wang Xizhi's funeral post, to Yang Bo's surprise, he actually saw that there are two layers of brilliance on this calligraphy work, the slightly thinner brilliance should be the Qianlong period, the thick brilliance, should be traced back to earlier, almost to the two Jin Dynasty!

Uncovered!

Yang Bo made a judgment in an instant, what can be preserved by uncovering paintings is definitely not ordinary calligraphy and painting works.

Yang Bo stared at this calligraphy tightly, and the sight in front of him gradually became clear, the drawing paper should be tightly attached, and the handwriting coincided, and it was difficult for Yang Bo to judge the content inside.

However, he was stunned immediately, and the handwriting coincided!

Funeral post!

Two Jin periods!

All of these add up in an instant, which makes Yang Bo feel a little mobilized all over his body, and his face instantly turns red, this is the true handwriting of Wang Xizhi's calligraphy, a funeral post!

After calming his breath slightly, Yang Bo sat down and took two sips of tea, he still felt that his heart was beating violently!

After a while, Yang Bo pointed to the calligraphy on the wall and asked the boss, "How can this calligraphy be sold?"

"It's a family heirloom, not a sale. The boss shook his head.

Yang Bo frowned, he felt that the boss deliberately raised the price.

"Boss, I like this painting and calligraphy very much, I have been looking for an ancient facsimile of "Funeral Post", but I didn't expect to find one here. Yang Bodao.