Meng Fei wandered in front of the painting, he wanted to find an opportunity to take out the painting he brought and ask the clerk how much it could be sold.

Duo Yuan Xuan is a well-known gallery in China that collects and sells calligraphy and paintings, and is a major member of the Jiashibai auction house. Collection, exchange, and appraisal enjoy a high reputation in the industry.

Jiang Qian was standing in front of a painting, and her boyfriend said, this painting is very easy for us to buy back, she said: 500,000 yuan, is it a little more expensive?

The two were discussing.

"Waiter, could you please take a look at my painting?" The waiter looked at the dress Meng Fei was wearing, glanced at the painting in his hand and said impatiently: "We can't assess the price of the painting, if you are okay, please go out?"

"Wait a minute. An older waiter walked over, looked at the painting, and said to himself, "Impossible?" looked at Meng Fei who was holding the painting with suspicion.

"He's a poor bastard, where is the painting?" Jiang Qian said, and the previous waiter urged, "Hurry up, or I'll call the police?"

"Fake painting, right?" Jiang Qian asked her boyfriend, "This sketch, if it's real, it's priceless!"

"It must have been stolen!" Jiang Qian said.

"Get out of here, we don't see a picture like you here. The older waiter also drove Meng Fei away.

"Honey, we bought this painting?" Jiang Qian said to her boyfriend, pointing to a landscape picture.

Boyfriend said, "Bought it, help me pack it"

"Five hundred thousand!" she said to Meng Fei in a snorting voice.

The boyfriend laughed: "What is this money, unlike some people, who eat instant noodles and are still slapping their swollen faces and becoming fat!"

Jiang Qian and her boyfriend sang and sarcastically mocked Meng Fei.

Meng Fei couldn't figure it out and asked the waiter: "You treat customers like this? If you beg me to see this painting again, it will be too late at that time!"

"Don't be deceived here, look at what kind of place this is? I'm crazy about money!" said the gallery manager when he walked out and said to Meng Fei.

The manager heard that two service staff were asking Meng Fei to go out, and he was still arguing here and coming out to bombard.

Jiang Qian frowned and said, "If this person thinks about money, he will want to go crazy!"

"I am Wu Daozi's "Eighty-Seven Immortal Scrolls" in the Tang Dynasty, and there is a copy scroll in the display cabinet of your gallery."

"What nonsense, get out!" said the manager, glaring at the cow's eyes. Is it possible for a young man dressed in a street stall with a famous painting?

"I've called the police, and the police will be there right away. As soon as Jiang Qian's words fell, two policemen came in.

"Comrade policeman, I reported to the police, this person steals paintings to sell," Jiang Qian pointed at Meng Fei and said.

The fat policeman saw that it was Meng Fei and asked in surprise: "Hero, why are you?"

"I have something to do here!" Meng Fei saw that the fat policeman was the policeman who commanded the scene of the car accident.

"This lesbian, do you have any evidence for calling the police?" asked Jiang Qian, the fat policeman.

Jiang Qian was muttering: Why is this police officer called Meng Fei Hero, the two of them are so familiar with each other?

"If you don't have evidence, call the police indiscriminately, and you will be punished, you are a first-time offender, you are exempted this time, and you can't do it again next time?"

The fat policeman said to Jiang Qian.

Then he said to Meng Fei: "Are you busy, we have other things." "I went with the policeman who came with me.

"It seems that I really have to leave!" Meng Fei said as he prepared to leave.

"Wait, do you treat customers like this?" said a well-dressed old man in the hall.

"Little brother, can I take a look?" the old man wanted to see the painting in Meng Fei's hand.

Meng Fei looked at him, "I forgot to introduce, I am the owner of this gallery." "This old man is Ouyang Shan, the chairman of Duo Yuanxuan, the biggest boss in the Chinese calligraphy and painting collection industry, and the Palace Museum regularly invites him to give lectures to these cultural relics researchers in the academy.

Usually Ouyang Shan likes to go to the store below to take a look, but now he is encountering this thing here. When the manager and employees saw that the chairman was coming, they dared to squeak again and quietly returned to their posts.

"Old gentleman, his painting is fake, you don't have to look at it," Ms. Jiang said.

When the painting unfolded, the old man's body trembled, and when he looked closer, he smacked his lips and said, "This is it, the real Tang Dynasty Wu Daozi's true handiwork!"

With decades of experience and research on ancient paintings, Ouyang Shan believes that this painting is genuine and priceless!

"Excuse me, where did you come to this painting?"

Meng Fei knew that he wanted to ask about the origin of the painting: "A friend gave it to me!"

"Your relationship isn't ordinary?"

"Friend of life and death!" Meng Fei told a white lie, he didn't say that I exchanged it for 100,000 merit coins, what merit coins?

"Excuse me, do you sell it?" asked Ouyang Shan eagerly.

"If you don't have this number, don't talk about it!" Meng Fei stretched out a hand and said.

"Haha!" Ouyang Shan smiled.

Then he said, "I'll buy your painting for 80 million?"

Meng Fei knew the value of this painting, and he knew the bottom of his heart, so he nearly doubled the price:

"Without 150 million, I won't sell it!"

Ouyang Shan said that his eyebrows did not blink: "Okay, 180 million deals?"

Meng Fei estimated that the price of this painting was more than 200 million, and the other party raised the price to 180 million, but he did not bid again.

"Is this painting worth such a high price?" Jiang Qian asked her boyfriend, it is estimated that her boyfriend's family property may not have this amount!

Jiang Qian thought to herself: Meng Fei is lucky to take shit.

Ouyang Shan said: Give me the account number, and the money will be directly transferred to your account.

Jiang Qian's boyfriend asked, "Could this painting be fake?"

"Young man, you don't understand, this painting is indeed the real thing, I have been tracking her for decades, and today I finally got my wish, and there are still words mentioned by my ancestors!" Ouyang Shan said excitedly.

A woman came in, with a tall figure, pink skin, and her beauty threw Jiang Qian a few streets away. The boyfriend looked at Gu Wenwen with his mouth open, swallowing his saliva, and couldn't swallow her in one gulp.

When Gu Wenwen came in, he unexpectedly saw Meng Fei: "Alas" After a surprise sound, he said, "Why are you here?" Meng Fei didn't squeak, he had forgotten that he had already met her, and turned around and walked out.

"Shall I scan your WeChat?" Gu Wenwen said, Meng Fei still did not agree.

"What do you want to do to find me?" Meng Fei left without looking back.

"Strange, how does the chairman know him?" Jiang Qian thought.

Gu Wenwen, since Meng Fei saved her grandmother in a car accident last time, she has always wanted to find an opportunity to thank him, but she couldn't contact him, and she couldn't today.

Gu Wenwen's high school is well-known in Binjiang City, and it is really unthinkable that she would lower her value to ask a boy for WeChat.