Two hours later, the two men met.

When Qin Han arrived, as soon as he entered the private room, he saw smoke and clouds, and Feng Yuanhui, who was standing by the window, was constantly spitting clouds and mist.

The smoke was fierce and urgent, and there were quite a few cigarette butts in the ashtray.

"The surname is Qin, you still dare to come to see me?" As soon as he saw Qin Han, Feng Yuanhui walked over angrily.

Looking at the way he looks, it seems that he intends to make a move.

"Are you sure you want to do it with me? Forgot what happened in the private room last time? Qin Han smiled.

"You, I am a civilized person, and a gentleman doesn't use his words!" Feng Yuanhui immediately confessed.

Hearing Qin Han mention the word private room, he remembered that the two had met for the first time.

He had a little crooked thoughts about Chu Wanqing at that time, but not only did he not take advantage of it, but he was ruthlessly cleaned up by Qin Han.

He knew that he was definitely not Qin Han's opponent.

"Ah, it's on fire?" When the waiter came to serve the food, he opened the door and panicked.

"Open your dog's eyes and see clearly." Feng Yuanhui, who was in a very bad mood, didn't dare to get angry at Qin Han, and finally had a place to vent.

"I'm sorry, I'm very sorry..."The waiter apologized again and again, and at the same time looked at Feng Yuanhui with a strange look in his eyes.

Because the ashtray in front of Feng Yuanhui was filled with cigarette butts, and the private room was full of smoke, it was obviously Feng Yuanhui's masterpiece.

As service personnel, they have seen a lot of smokers, and it is not uncommon for them to smoke fiercely.

However, it was the first time they had seen this kind of fire effect, and they couldn't help but take a few more looks, which made Feng Yuanhui angry again.

"We have important things to talk about, so don't call you, and no one will come in." After serving, Feng Yuanhui drove the waiter out: "The surname is Qin, you say, where are my antiques?" ”

"Are you so sure I took it?" Qin Han was not in a hurry at all.

"Everyone understands people, don't pretend to be confused, Liu Wendao is my person, he must have taken you to steal all my antiques."

"Since you said it explicitly, I will also make it clear, I took the antiques in your basement and shipped them away overnight."

"Where's it going?"

"Do you think I'm going to tell you?"

"Damn it!" Feng Yuanhui slapped the table fiercely, he wanted to beat Qin Han to vent his anger, the problem was that he knew that once he made a move, he could only be beaten.

"Isn't it desperate?" Qin Han said with a smile.

"How can you give me back the antique?"

"It's in my hands, it's the meat that I ate in my mouth, why should I give it back to you?"

"The surname is Qin, believe it or not, if I call out, you won't be able to leave today." Feng Yuanhui said, suddenly leaving the table and walking to the door in a few steps.

As soon as he reached out and opened the door, he could run out of the private room.

And Qin Han is still sitting at the table, and he has no intention of getting up at all.

"As long as you can walk out the door, I will return your antiques to you, and even Jin Kui Zhiwan will also be returned to you." Qin Han picked up the chopsticks on the table.

"Seriously?" Feng Yuanhui asked in surprise.

The door was behind him, and there was no lock, so he could walk away.

And now Qin Han was sitting on a chair, at least three meters away from the door, and there was still a table.

If he opened the door and went out now, Qin Han would have no time to stop him.

"Of course it's true." Qin Han was not in a hurry at all.

"You don't regret it?"

"No regrets!"

"This is what you said..."Feng Yuanhui, who was surprised, immediately opened the door.

Boom!

As he turned the doorknob, he heard a muffled noise above his head, and when he looked up, his eyes immediately widened like bull's eyes.

Above his head, a chopstick was nailed into the door, nailing the door frame together.

It's just an ordinary bamboo chopstick, nailed into the wooden door, and half of it is nailed in.

He knew right away that it was Qin Han who did it, no wonder Qin Han was so generous, saying that as long as he could go out, he would return all the antiques to him.

"Come back!" Qin Han spoke.

Feng Yuanhui was really obedient and came back obediently.

He was so frightened that an ordinary bamboo chopstick pierced through the hard wooden door and even nailed the wooden door to the door frame.

What if the target of the bamboo chopsticks next time is not the door, but him?

Thinking of the result of being shot by bamboo chopsticks, Feng Yuanhui shuddered, and when he heard Qin Han's words, he came back obediently and sat on the chair.

"That's right, I know, in the two private rooms on the left and right, there must be your people, as long as you say hello, they will rush over, but do you think their speed is faster, or my bamboo chopsticks are faster?" Qin Han now only had one bamboo chopstick left in his hand.

The bamboo chopsticks in Qin Han's hand were thrust downward.

Small porcelain plate, penetrated.

The thick solid wood table, too, was penetrated.

Bamboo chopsticks, safe and sound.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Feng Yuanhui asked a little frightened and a little helpless.

Even if he had a thousand plans, he was now in front of Qin Han, within the range of Qin Han's lethality, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

He regretted it and shouldn't have come to see Qin Han in person.

"Do you still want your antiques?" Qin Han said with a smile.

"Will you give it back to me?" Feng Yuanhui was stunned.

From the first time he met Qin Han, the two began to conflict, although there was no deep hatred, but at least it could be called a hostile relationship.

Since it is a hostile relationship, if he gets Qin Han's antiques, he will definitely not return them to Qin Han, and vice versa.

"I can give you some back, but there are conditions."

"On what terms?"

"First of all, you are to write me an IOU at the cash value of the antique I also gave you." Of course, Qin Han would not return the antique white.

"What's the other condition?"

"Make trouble for the people of the Chu family!"

"Aren't you also from the Chu family?" Feng Yuanhui was a little surprised, and then showed a look of sudden realization: "You are just the son-in-law of the Chu family, the Chu family is not good to you, and they don't treat you as a human being at all, you just want to take revenge on the Chu family with the help of my hand now, right?" ”

As the son-in-law of the Chu family, Qin Han's situation is not a secret, of course Feng Yuanhui knows.

Especially after he and Qin Han became enemies, he investigated Qin Han's information clearly, and he became clearer about what happened to Qin Han.

It's just that he is very puzzled by one thing, Qin Han's ability does not match the information of Qin Han that he investigated.

"Whatever you think, what are you thinking about?"

"Okay, I promise you." Feng Yuanhui hesitated for a moment, there was really no way, the only way to get back the antiques was to cooperate with Qin Han.

"Can you give it back to me?" Feng Yuanhui asked.

Of all the antiques that fell into the hands of Qin Han, Jin Kui Zhiwan was the most precious, the most rare, and the rarest, and the one he wanted to get back the most.

"Jin Kui Zhiwan is not included."

"Aren't you afraid that I won't admit it after writing the IOU?" After writing the IOU, Feng Yuanhui suddenly asked.

"Don't be afraid, if you can't get the money back from the IOU, you will take your life." Qin Han said with a smile and pulled out the chopsticks inserted on the table.

If you can't get the money back, you will take your life?

Hearing Qin Han's words, Feng Yuanhui was like being poured a basin of ice water head-on, cold from head to toe, and cold to heart.

He knew very well that this was Qin Han warning him.

If he didn't fulfill his agreement, there would be no need for him to live, and Qin Han could take away his life with just a small chopstick.

No wonder Qin Han returned the antiques to him so easily, it turned out that he was not afraid of him breaking the contract at all.

"Remember, if you target the Chu family, anyone can do it, but you can't target Chu Wanting, understand?" Qin Han stated his ultimate purpose.

He cooperated with Feng Yuanhui with the purpose of involving part of the monks' energy.

On the one hand, it is to relieve the pressure on Chu Wanting.

On the other hand, the energy of the Chu family was involved by Feng Yuanhui, so he could quietly move and collect the shares of the Chu Group.

As long as the shareholding ratio reaches a certain level and is handed over to Chu Wanting, she can control the Chu Group, and it will not be as hard as it is now.

"So you're still a lover!" Feng Yuanhui smiled.

"You're talking too much!"

The two left the restaurant together and came to a long-abandoned bungalow in the suburbs.

Qin Han took Feng Yuanhui to push the door and walked in, and saw that some antiques were randomly placed on the ground.

It was the antique that Feng Yuanhui hid in the basement, and it was given to Liu Wendao by Qin Han, but when they left, it was a little difficult.

Because antiques are more inconvenient to carry, and it is not easy to monetize.

They found Qin Han again and gave the antiques to Qin Han cheaply, and then Qin Han found Feng Yuanhui and gave Feng Yuanhui the original price.

Although I didn't get the money, I got the IOU.

If Feng Yuanhui obediently cooperated, helped Qin Han involve the energy of the Chu family, and relieved Chu Wanting's pressure, the IOU would not play a role.

If he dares to play a moth, Qin Han will let him spit it out with interest.

"Do you know the people who helped you deal with antiques?" Qin Han asked suddenly.

"What do you mean?"

"Because of these antiques of yours, there are imitations."

"No way, these antiques were all taken out of the family treasury, and they are definitely genuine." Feng Yuanhui didn't believe it at all.

"This white porcelain vase of the Ming Dynasty is a high imitation, you can see it for yourself." Qin Han pointed it out directly.

"How can it be a high imitation?" Feng Yuanhui picked it up and looked at it carefully, from the pattern to the carcass, he didn't let go of any small details.

In the end, he decided that it was genuine, and there was nothing suspicious.

Syllable!

As soon as he put down the white porcelain appreciation bottle, he was knocked by Qin Han casually, and a beautiful white porcelain appreciation bottle was smashed by Qin Han.

"What are you doing?" Feng Yuanhui was shocked.

"What do you think this is?" Qin Han casually picked up a piece of porcelain and handed it to Feng Yuanhui.

When Feng Yuanhui saw it, his eyes immediately widened.

There are characters on the inside of the porcelain piece, which are a string of Arabic numerals, and the most important thing is that there are two Chinese characters in front, the date, and they are simplified Chinese characters.

It is clear that someone left the production date inside the carcass, and looking at the time, it turned out to be half a year ago.

"Impossible, the white porcelain vase was purchased three years ago and has been kept in the family's warehouse, how can it be that it was produced half a year ago?" Feng Yuanhui suddenly realized that the problem was big.

It must have been dropped, who did it?

Either his men did it, or someone else in the family did it, either way, it wasn't a good thing for him.

"Now you know it's a high imitation?"

"How did you develop your eyesight?" Feng Yuanhui sighed, he had to admit that he was much worse than Qin Han in terms of eyesight.

It's not just him, I'm afraid that in the entire Hecheng, no matter how young the generation is, no one can compare to Qin Han in terms of eyesight, not even Fu Zuolin.

"Talent!"

"Talent?" Feng Yuanhui nodded, only this explanation is more reasonable, but it makes him extremely powerless, how can he chase after such a talent?

The agreement was reached, the antiques were handed over, and Qin Han left satisfied.

With Feng Yuanhui's secret cooperation, Chu Wanting's pressure will be less.

Early the next morning, Chu Wanting went to work.

Qin Han was about to go out, but received an urgent call from Director Qian: "Mr. Qin, something is wrong, our film can't be filmed!" ”