Qin Fen became the focus of the venue in an instant, everyone looked at him with strange eyes, looking at Chen Qiang was similar to looking at an idiot, one painting is not easy to say, what about the four paintings? And people say that they will take it out, which is obviously not deliberate.

Since it was not deliberate, combined with Song Shaoqing and Fu Qiang's words, the big guy basically believed eighty percent, it was really this buddy who painted it in the morning, Chen Qiang was stupid enough to buy the painting, and he met the person who painted.

"I don't believe it?" Chen Qiang's heart began to waver, but an expert is an expert after all.

"Don't believe me? If you don't believe me, you can ask, these three paintings are one for each of the three of us. Song Shaoqing began to drop bombs.

Dong Chou is very embarrassed, your uncle, what are you doing with me, are you going to be done? But since it comes to him, he can't go up, because Fu Qiang has already begun to mend the knife.

"If you don't believe it, you can't believe it, but this is what we painted with him in the morning, and it was exchanged for the ancient money in your hand. You say yes, Lao Zhou! After Fu Qiang finished speaking, he reminded the other party, now it's time for the Jedi to fight back, Lao Zhou, don't drop the chain, this ancient money today must be Qin Fen's.

You are not a good person, Dong Zhou can't cry or laugh, this is to drag him into the water completely, there is no chance to turn over, he can only be hard, "That Mr. Chen, I'm sorry, Mr. Fu is right, this painting was painted by Qin Fen with his own eyes in the morning, there is no falsehood, and your ancient money is now Qin Fen's!" "Dong Chou is bitter.

Is it easy for Lao Tzu to be a businessman, I am, you are all awesome, now you are caught in the middle, it is not easy to be a man, plus Song Shaoqing has taken all the benefits, and now this ancient money is looking for another family, it is unreasonable to say that it is reasonable.

"I don't believe it. You have teamed up to deceive me. Chen Qiang arrived home depressed. That's impossible.

"What's impossible. If you don't believe it, I'll go back and give you a painting, it's really not good, you take the four treasures of the study, I'll paint a few for you on the spot, you want a few, I'll paint a few, satisfy you! Qin Fen raised his eyebrows. If you don't coax, you do it. This is the best time to beat the water dogs.

As soon as this statement comes out, if you don't believe it anymore, then the people around you are also pigs, the big guys all know the roots, Song Shaoqing and Fu Qiang will not say such outrageous words to be fat, plus Chou Dong's proof, what else do you need?

The answer is that Chen Qiang was a fool who bought a painting painted by someone he didn't know, and he was blind for five million.

Qin Fen? I have never heard of such a person in the American Association.

A buddy on the side slapped his head sharply, "I'll go." Kneel down for Chen Qiang, isn't this the tip of the tongue Chef Qin! ”

"Don't say it. As soon as you say it, I remember, it's been very popular recently, and the old man at home is reading his recipes and Weibo! ”

"Yes, it's that Master Qin."

You are paralyzed, it turned out to be a chef, Chen Qiang's heart hurts, a chef's painting can be worth five million?

This really needs to be put with a big question mark. But he bought it, and swore that it was an antique, and he picked up a big leak, and he was in the groove of your uncle, okay, you already knew that it was a joint gang to play tricks.

The more Chen Qiang thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became, looking at Song Shaoqing and Fu Qiang's expressions that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, feeling that he was a wronged man, and he was pecked blind by geese all year round.

The eyes around him are even more flaming, and the snow is.

"Chen Qiang is not bad, there will be such a day after all."

"Then I want you to say that this industry will always see hell if you walk too much at night."

The bursts of discussion kept flowing into Chen Qiang's ears, like a knife scraping stubble after stubble.

Spending money to buy a lesson is a trivial matter, today this person is lost, I will go to your uncle! Chen Qiang felt that he was going to be unable to mix, and the dignified Mr. Chen, the capital city, was played to death by Song Shaoqing and suffered a dumb loss, this grandson was definitely deliberate.

Song Shaoqing smiled at the corner of his mouth, that's right, it's deliberate, who called you awesome, no one will give it to you, you are begging for nothing, who are you playing if you don't play?

You, looking at the smiles of everyone around you, Chen Qiang left with a painful face, and threw the clothes in his hand on Qin Fen.

As soon as I walked out of the gate, my face was as black as the bottom of the pot, and I took out my mobile phone and dialed.

As soon as the other side was connected, he didn't wait for the other party to speak, "Lan Yibing, grandson, you listen to me, I planted a heel this time, half of it is your reason, you kid remember it for me, don't let me see you again in the capital, otherwise, you understand!" ”

Lan Yibing sat on the hospital bed, looking at the female assistant next to her holding the phone with a blank expression, a little strange.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Boss, it was Mr. Chen who called just now, saying that he wanted us to get out of the capital, otherwise!" The female assistant didn't say anything later, I really don't know what the situation is, the endless splitting head and covering the face is spraying, and she can stand this as a woman.

In an instant, his face became more ugly than crying, Lan Yibing was stunned, I was so big, what is this.

"You give me the phone."

After that, he took the phone and started dialing.

"I'll fuck your uncle!" As soon as it was connected, it was this, and then the other party hung up the phone.

Lan Yibing was a little confused, and he didn't react until now, "Did you take the wrong medicine?" "He's a little unsure, but for sure, he's not in a mood better yet.

Another phone call went out, "Bastard, why are you still calling, are you sick!" ”

Lan Yibing opened his mouth wide, what is the situation? Continue to dial.

"The phone you made is off!" I'm sorry for your sister, Lan Yibing shook his hand while holding the phone, and when he looked at it this way, what the other party said was not nonsense, and he wanted to draw a line with him, thinking of the nature of his business, if he really wanted to be suppressed by the other party.

Top your lungs, it's definitely a nightmare, Lan Yibing looked out the window stupidly, how could he lose the talisman, this unlucky one came to the door one after the other, and it was unreasonable and weird to care!

With a thud, he fainted on the hospital bed in front of him, and he couldn't live this day.

"Doctor, the doctor is not good, the patient has fainted again." The female assistant rushed out of the ward with her voice raised.

With the ancient money, Qin Fen confessed, flashed into the bathroom, put it together with his mobile phone, and looked at the photo and suddenly emitted a blue light. Qin Fen secretly screamed Sure enough, there must be a part of the aura that still retains in order to react.

Seeing that the picture changed, the ancient money on the side of the mobile phone strangely melted into the photo and became a complete one, and Chef Qin breathed a sigh of relief.

"Dude, I finally have another innate spirit treasure." He just said a word.

The magic pen in the pocket changed again, and the treasure money in the photo lit up, and the two truncated pens seemed to have begun to sense, like a proud soldier rushing out.

A real warrior dares to face up to the dripping blood, and if he doesn't coax it, he will do it, and he will rush up to the photo.

"It turns out that it is really Luobao money that has a grudge against the magic pen, and the inference is correct." But as soon as he finished speaking, the real warrior was dumbfounded, Qin Fen looked at the photo with a confused face, there was still Mao's ancient money in the photo, and there was no brush, so he brushed it and popped out a stylus.

Looking at the thin metal rod in his hand, as well as the jack that had been conjured out of nowhere, Qin Fen wanted to cry without tears, the mobile phone had changed, and his own magic pen was gone, what the hell is this broken stylus?

Grabbing the phone and clicking on WeChat, Chef Qin shook it effortlessly, "Lao Tzu, no matter which one you are today, return my baby, I have always used Sogou Pinyin, what is handwriting?" You give me back the two spiritual treasures! No one really uses this now, don't make a fuss? (To be continued.) )