Not to mention Tang Dou and Yang Deng's sweetness in Huangpu, the next morning, Ge Changgui stayed at the door of the bank early in the morning and turned around uneasily, thinking about the situation of more than 30 million yuan in his mind for a while, and the situation that the check was rejected by the bank again, and he almost didn't get schizophrenia.

Finally waiting for the bank to open, Ge Changgui couldn't wait to be the first to rush in, handed the check in his hand to the window, and said in a trembling voice: "Transfer money." ”

The beautiful bank lady's eyes lit up when she saw the amount of more than 30 million on the check, and when she looked up and saw that it was an old man with a scruffy beard, she immediately lost interest, mechanically took the check and entered the account number, frowned, and mechanically handed the check back: "I'm sorry sir, the balance of the account is insufficient and cannot be cashed." Next. ”

"How can there be a low balance? Please take a look at it again, yesterday they promised me to transfer money immediately. Ge Changgui anxiously handed the check back.

The bank lady habitually smiled: "Sir, it is true that the balance is insufficient, you can call again to confirm whether the other party has transferred the money, the next one." ”

Ge Changgui hurriedly stopped the person behind him, and handed the check into the window again with a pleading face: "Please take a second look, maybe it's already in the account now." ”

The bank lady reluctantly took the check, entered the account number again, shook her head with a wry smile and handed the check back: "I'm sorry sir, it is true that it has not arrived, wait until you confirm that the other party's money has arrived, and then come to handle the transfer procedures." Next. ”

"Miss......" Ge Changgui blocked the window to prevent the next one from handling business, and said anxiously: "You wait a minute, I'll call right away to confirm......"

The bank's face changed, and she shouted at the security guards in the hall, "Security." ”

Ge Changgui was half-pushed and half-shoved out of the bank, sat on the steps under the angry gaze of the bank security guard, took out his mobile phone from his pocket with trembling hands, and groped for a long time before calling the phone out, and said in a trembling and stammering voice: "Hello Mr. Chang, I am the old Ge of the antique street, and your bank account ......."

"Hehe, old Ge, are you in the store, I'm going to be there soon."

"Yes, I'm in the store." Ge Changgui scurried up from the steps, and ran towards the antique street, imagining that Chang Wei walked into the store with two bodyguards carrying large suitcases, and the bags were full of cash.

Ge Changgui was restless and walked around in a circle at the door of the store, almost the time of a meal, and sure enough, he saw Chang Wei walking straight towards his Jubaozhai with two bodyguards, Ge Changgui hurriedly jumped down the steps and trotted all the way up to meet him, and stretched out his hands from a distance: "How dare you have to run in person for such a trivial matter, I will go over if you make a call......"

Chang Wei shook hands with Ge Changgui with a smile and said, "Tens of millions of business is not a trivial matter, it is better for me to come in person." ”

Ge Changgui nodded and said flattering words such as 'everything must be done', and the pug generally welcomed Chang Wei into his shop and was busy making tea.

Chang Wei smiled and stretched out his hand to stop Ge Changgui: "I won't drink the tea, it's important to do business first." ”

"Good, good." Ge Changgui sat opposite Chang Wei with half an ass.

Chang Wei shook his head, and a bodyguard behind him put the long suitcase in his hand on the coffee table between the two.

Ge Changgui's eyes lit up again, it turned out that more than 30 million cash was piled up together, and it was not much if it was packed in such a small suitcase, could it be a beautiful knife?

Chang Wei smiled and reached out to open the suitcase, and turned to Ge Changgui.

Ge Changgui was dumbfounded, the suitcase turned out to be the calligraphy and painting box of Venus Rosewood.

Chang Wei smiled and said, "Boss Ge is right to look at this object, isn't it?" ”

"That's right, that's right" Ge Changgui nodded again and again, not understanding what Chang Wei meant, why did he get this character back.

Chang Wei smiled: "Boss Ge had better open it and take a look, what if someone drops the bag?" ”

Ge Changgui was shocked, and hurriedly reached out to take out the calligraphy and painting box from the suitcase, and lifted the calligraphy and painting box without even wearing gloves, and saw that the familiar scroll was lying quietly in it, and his heart also let go, raised his head and looked at Chang Wei suspiciously, and asked, "What does Mr. Chang mean by this?" ”

Chang Wei smiled and stretched out his finger: "Open it and take a look." ”

Could it be that there is something wrong with the calligraphy and painting?

Ge Changgui's cheeks twitched a few times, put on his gloves and carefully took out the scroll, and slowly spread it out on the coffee table.

That's right, it's Su Dongpo's "Drama".

Although Ge Changgui didn't have time to play with this painting in detail, he took a lot of photos with his camera before sending it to Chang Wei, as large as the entire scroll, as small as every seal, and he admired it all night while lying in the quilt last night, and he even ignored the hints given to him by his wife.

Chang Wei looked at Ge Changgui, who put down the magnifying glass, with a smile and asked, "Boss Ge, this is the one you handed over to me, right?" ”

Ge Changgui didn't know why Chang Wei asked like this, but there was already a trace of bad feeling in his heart, he nodded ignorantly, and said affirmatively: "That's right, this is it." ”

"Are you sure?" Chang Wei asked.

Ge Changgui nodded vigorously: "I'm sure." ”

Chang Wei smiled: "It's good if you're sure, I'm leaving." ”

With that, Chang Wei stood up and walked towards the door of the store without looking back.

"Hey, Mr. Chang, what do you mean?" Ge Changgui was anxious, and hurriedly got up and chased after Chang Wei.

"It doesn't mean anything, the original thing is returned. The second son, take the check back. Chang Wei left without looking back.

One of Chang Wei's two bodyguards directly reached out and grabbed Ge Changgui's neck, and said viciously: "What about Mr. Chang's check, take it out." ”

Ge Changgui was pinched out of breath, and hurriedly took out the check from himself, and the second son snatched it up, and pushed Ge Changgui hard, and Ge Changgui almost didn't fall to the ground.

Seeing that Chang Wei had already walked away, Ge Changgui rushed out of the store and chased after Chang Wei, shouting: "Mr. Chang, why are you doing this?" ”

Such a big movement naturally alarmed many people, and the shopkeepers of several shops also came out and stood on the steps to watch the excitement.

Seeing Ge Changgui approaching, the second son grabbed Ge Changgui's neck again, and said viciously: "The surname Ge, don't you want to mix in Jinling, you dare to take a fake calligraphy painting of Su Dongpo to fool our Chang Zong, we Chang Chang don't care about you." I warn you, if you dare to take a step forward, I will break your leg. ”

"What? Fake? No way! My handwriting is definitely Su Dongpo's authentic handwriting. Ge Changgui screamed out of shape, but he didn't dare to say that Chang Wei had no eyes, let alone take another step forward.

Hearing the conversation between the two, the people on the antique street began to talk one after another, and the faces of several antique street owners who were watching the movement on the side became strange.

Ge Changgui didn't know how he returned to Jubaozhai, sat on the sofa with a high-powered magnifying glass, and carefully read the Su Dongpo "Drama" from beginning to end, and muttered to himself: "How is it fake, how can it be fake." ”

Ge Changgui was in a daze, and several bosses suddenly poured in from outside the store, and the first one was Boss Sun.

Boss Sun saw that Ge Changgui was lying on the coffee table watching calligraphy and painting, and said with a smile:

"Boss Ge, I heard that you took a calligraphy and painting in the eye, let's take a long look, what kind of calligraphy and painting can make Boss Ge also eye."

Ge Changgui was shocked, and hurriedly reached out to roll the scroll, and said with a quibble: "Nonsense, who said that I received a fake calligraphy and painting, let's go, go out." ”

Boss Sun smiled and pressed Ge Changgui's hand: "Boss Ge, we don't come to see jokes, we really come from a long school, even you can see things that are blinding, if you are blinded by us, it is not a blind eye?" Patriarchs can avoid this kind of loss if they have seen it, right? You are a member of the Antique Association, and it is the duty of the Antique Association to guide your peers to distinguish the authenticity. ”

My day, are you here to gain knowledge? You have clearly come to fall into the well. If you recognize this painting as a fake, who else can I sell it to?

Ge Changgui even had the heart to cry, but Boss Sun took his name as the director of the Antique Association to say something, which made Ge Changgui have no reason to refuse at all. For mobile phone users, please visit wènhttp://mnet

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