Boss Cai and the others didn't know what the man in the tunic was talking about, but Lin Fei knew.

Suspicion flashed in his eyes: Could it be that this mysterious man had also discovered the secret hidden in this calligraphy work?

Xiao Ling was also puzzled, and said to Lin Fei, "Lin Fei, who is this person, what are you talking about?"

Lin Fei shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”

Then, Lin Fei looked at his phone, it was almost 10 o'clock in the evening, and it was time to go back.

"Xiao Shao, it's time for us to go back. Lin Fei looked at Xiao Ling and said.

Xiao Ling originally wanted to buy some antique collections, but now it seems that there are a lot of fakes, and the water is too deep.

He also lost his enthusiasm, so he nodded to Lin Fei: "Lin Fei, let's go, it's not too late to go back to my office for a cup of tea." ”

Lin Fei agreed.

So, Lin Fei, Li Qing, and Zhang Ruoxi followed Xiao Ling out of the antique calligraphy and painting venue.

Qin Yunyue, Xie Wenbo, and Qin Zimo looked at Lin Fei and Xiao Ling's distant figures.

Xie Wenbo asked Qin Yunyue, "Qin Shao, who is the person in the tunic just now?"

A glint flashed in Qin Yunyue's eyes, and he said, "If I'm not mistaken, this man in a tunic is the one in the capital." ”

Xie Wenbo seemed to think of something, and then nodded: "When Qin Shao said this, I seem to know who it is." ”

However, Qin Zimo and Xie Wenting on the side were confused.

However, they didn't care who the man in the tunic was, Qin Zimo just looked at Lin Fei's departing back, thinking that he had just walked not far in front of her, and she didn't even look at herself, she felt a little lost in her heart.

And Xie Wenting's eyes always looked at Qin Yunyue secretly with tenderness, which made Jiang Ling jealous.

"Alright, we should go back too. "Although Qin Yunyue didn't make a lot of money like Xiao Ling tonight, he also bought a piece of water seed green water jade, and made a profit of tens of millions, which can be regarded as a gain.

What's more important is to see that Jiangling, who threatened to defeat the Huadu University basketball team, was very arrogant, gambled on stones, and lost 100 million yuan.

This gave him a sigh of relief.

So, he's still in a good mood.

Xie Wenbo, Xie Yiting, and Qin Zimo also want to go back.

So, the four of them left the gambling stone venue.

After the four of them walked out of the Fuli Hotel, because Qin Zimo was still recuperating, Qin Yunyue and Xie Wenbo brothers and sisters immediately sent Qin Zimo back to the hospital.

As soon as the four-person car left, Gangneung got on a Mercedes and followed closely.

And at this time, the Magnificent Hotel, a luxurious office.

Leather sofas, mahogany coffee tables, imported Italian carpets, and all kinds of furnishings are luxurious and high-end.

Xiao Ling said to Lin Fei: "Lin Fei, this is my office, although I am still in college, my father has given me the position of vice president of Fuli Hotel Group, of course, it is also a name, and the real power is still with my father." ”

Lin Fei said: "It's good for a son to inherit his father's business. ”

Xiao Ling said: "No way, I also want to find a 9-to-5 job after graduation, exercise and experience life, but now it seems that this wish cannot be realized." ”

What is the pretending ratio, Lin Fei felt that Xiao Ling was pretending to be a ratio.

A wealthy son, sitting on a huge fortune, said that he wanted to find a 9-to-5 job after graduation, exercise and experience life.

This made Lin Fei couldn't help but say to Xiao Ling: "Xiao Ling, if you don't pretend to compare, we are still friends." ”

Li Qing suddenly laughed: "Haha, Xiao Shao, you are pretending again." ”

Zhang Ruoxi and Li Ke also had smiles on their faces.

Xiao Ling didn't expect that he couldn't pretend to be comparable, but was broken by Lin Fei in a word.

He couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, and quickly changed the topic and said, "Lin Fei, do you want to drink Da Hong Pao, or Longjing?"

Lin Fei said casually: "It's okay." ”

Xiao Ling immediately made a cup of red robes for Lin Fei, Li Qing, Li Ke, and Zhang Ruoxi.

"Lin Fei, what did the man in the tunic just now say that Zhang Xu's cursive Heart Sutra is such a peerless masterpiece, but it is not something that a person like you can have, what does this mean?" Xiao Ling asked again.

He knew that Lin Fei bought the calligraphy work, which was a fake, and it was Zhang Xu's "Belly Pain Sticker" written by someone else in the name of Yu Youren, not "Cursive Heart Sutra" at all.

Lin Fei saw that they were all his own people here, so he no longer concealed it, and said to Xiao Ling: "That person is right, this calligraphy work does have a "Cursive Heart Sutra" by the grass saint Zhang Xu. ”

As soon as Lin Fei's words came out, Xiao Ling and Li Qing all showed surprises on their faces.

Xiao Ling was stunned and said: "This calligraphy work, and a pair of grass saint Zhang Xu's "Cursive Heart Sutra"?"

Lin Fei nodded, and then put the calligraphy work in his hand on the table and unfolded it.

The calligraphy and painting works are no more than forty or fifty centimeters wide and nearly one meter long, and the content of the "Belly Pain Sticker" on it is clear.

But Xiao Ling didn't see any "Cursive Heart Sutra".

Just when Xiao Ling was very puzzled, Lin Fei said to Xiao Ling, "Is there a blade?"

Xiao Ling immediately took the blade from the drawer and gave it to Lin Fei, but he was very puzzled, what did Lin Fei want this blade for?

At this moment, Lin Fei took the blade and carefully cut the mounted paper along the edge of the calligraphy work.

As he cut open the mounting, an even older, yellowish layer of paper was revealed.

It took nearly half an hour for Lin Fei to cut the entire calligraphy work around the mounting paper with the blade in his hand.

Then, Lin Fei put down the blade first and took away the "Belly Pain Patch" that was separated from the middle paper up and down.

Then, Xiao Ling, Li Qing and the others were suddenly shocked to see that as soon as the top "Belly Pain Sticker" was taken away, it revealed another calligraphy work hidden in the middle layer.

This calligraphy work hidden in the middle, the words are written by a thousand jun, crazy but not strange, the calligraphy momentum is unrestrained and indulgent, the pen is superb, giving people a sense of manners, the pen is broken, and it makes people reverie infinitely.

At first glance, it is a master's handwriting, and it is by no means comparable to the fake "Bellyache Sticker".

But when I see this calligraphy work, it is written in cursive: When the Bodhisattva of Freedom and Freedom walks in the deep Prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering. Relics, the color is not different from the empty, the empty is not different from the color, the color is empty, and the empty is the color......

"This is the Grass Sage Zhang Xu's Cursive Heart Sutra?" Xiao Ling finally came back to his senses and asked Lin Fei.

Lin Fei nodded: "That's right, this is the true work of Zhang Xu's "Cursive Heart Sutra". ”

Xiao Ling looked at the Cursive Heart Sutra and asked Lin Fei, "How do you know that this Cursive Heart Sutra is hidden between the mezzanines?"

Lin Fei said: "I accidentally touched this calligraphy work before, and found that the edge of the mounted paper was fluffy, and a middle layer of paper appeared, and the color was different, one new and one old, so I felt that the middle layer of this calligraphy must have another secret." ”

Of course, Lin Fei found that the "Cursive Heart Sutra" was hidden in the middle of the calligraphy work, not because he found that the color of the mounted paper was different, but through perspective.

It's just that he couldn't say it because he saw through his eyes, so he had to find this excuse.

Xiao Ling gave Lin Fei a thumbs up and admired him so much: "High! Lin Fei, I can't imagine that you can even find such subtleties, I, Xiao Ling, only obey you!"

At the same time, he thought to himself: If Boss Cai knew about 10,000 yuan, he would sell the authentic work of the grass saint Zhang Xu to Lin Fei, I wonder if he would vomit blood on the spot?

Lin Fei smiled, then picked up the blade and completely separated the Cursive Heart Sutra from the lower layer of paper.

Then, he rolled up Zhang Xu's original "Cursive Heart Sutra" and put it back in the box.

"Lin Fei, the true work of the grass saint Zhang Xu, this is a rare treasure, if you want to make a move, I will definitely ask my auction company to auction you a sky-high price. Xiao Ling said to Lin Fei.

Lin Fei said: "This is a Chinese treasure, it can't be measured in money, and I won't take it out for auction." ”

Xiao Ling nodded, respecting Lin Fei even more.