I Do Not Want to Inherit the Family Fortune

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Feng Ruixiang only glanced at it and recognized that this painting was not given to Mr. Chen himself.

This is a fake picture!

Who sent this picture?

Actually it can be exhibited in the Guohua exhibition hall. It seems that everyone regards it as a real painting.

In Feng Ruixiang’s stupefying time, Jiang people talked about the picture, including its origins, “Master Feng, this picture is a birthday gift from Xiao Gao, it’s very valuable, you give it to your palm. Palm, look?"

Xiao Gao? Goyang!

Feng Ruixiang looked at Gao Yang with a strange look on his face, looking at him with a look.

It was because he was very impolite to Mr. Chen just now!

In this way, Feng Ruixiang already had a plan in mind.

Gao Yang, you are done!

I want to teach you Mr. Chen!

Feng Ruixiang walked to the window very seriously and looked carefully.

This scene fell in the eyes of everyone, and they all felt extremely solemn and mysterious.

This is Master Feng, a famous collector in Shangjiang City.

He treats this picture of Tang Bohu's "Spring Mountain Mate" so seriously, that is definitely true and valuable!

On the side of Feng Ruixiang, Jiang Guomin respectfully resembled a pupil, and his face was irresistible pride and pride.

He even began to fantasize that his own reputation in Shangjiang City will skyrocket.

Thinking this way, he liked Gao Yang more in his heart and nodded at him.

Gao Yang sees Uncle Jiang so happy, and naturally smiles and smiles, and squeezes his chin proudly towards Chen Ping in the corner.

Chen Ping also smiled faintly, and then bowed his head while playing with his mobile phone.

What are you doing?

Naturally, it was to arrange work for Su Qing.

"Su Qing, check where there is a Harley nearby. I'll buy a car in a few days and replace our company's battery car with Harley."

The content of Chen Ping's text message is very simple, but very rude.

Su Qing, who was working at the company at the moment, had a white shirt on the upper body and a black skirt on the lower body. Her legs were smooth and smooth like baby skin. She wore black stiletto heels. She looked at the text in a daze and hurriedly replied: "Boss, you are Say you want to replace all the battery cars delivered by our company with Harley?"

Su Qing only felt that the world was turning around and realized for the first time that Chen Ping was not ordinary rich!

A Harley said tens of thousands less, and a good one or two hundred thousand.

There are hundreds of people in the whole company, which must not cost tens of millions!

Chen Ping, what is his identity?

Actually so rich...

"Well, contact me quickly. It's best to make an appointment first. I don't like having trouble."

After replying to the content of this text message, Chen Ping put away his mobile phone and sat quietly watching.

Feng Ruixiang's every move attracted everyone's attention in the exhibition hall.

Even some people have already started to tout Jiang Min, and Jiang Min's hearts are bursting with joy.

"Master Feng, how is it? What price is this authentic Tang Bohu on the market now?" Jiang Min asked with a smile on his face when he saw that Feng Ruixiang had finished reading it.

Feng Ruixiang pondered for a moment, and everyone followed his expression nervously.

"Look, Master Feng is serious, this one is amazing!"

"I bet at least eight million!"

Just as everyone was talking, Feng Ruixiang said in a deep voice: "Mr. Jiang, this painting, I deserve it..."

"Hahaha!" Jiang Min couldn't help but laugh.

However, the second half of Feng Ruixiang's sentence made Jiang Guomin's laughter stop abruptly, and he coughed a few times.

"One hundred dollars." Feng Ruixiang's voice spread throughout the exhibition hall.

One... a hundred dollars? !

Jiang Guomin was dumbfounded, and a group of people also froze.

Gao Yang's face was the most stunned.

I bought it for more than two million yuan, but it was only worth a hundred dollars?

Have you made a mistake?

Is this **** master Feng?

really!

"Master Feng, don't make a joke, this is Tang Bohu's "Spring Mountain Companion Picture", the real thing!" Jiang Guomin was also full of cold sweat in his head, biting the word real hard.

Feng Ruixiang chuckled twice and explained: "Then I tell you, this painting is fake."

fake!

All of a sudden, everyone in the exhibition hall was frying.

It's actually fake!

"Impossible! How could this be fake? Several of us watched it last time, and it is true." Jiang Guomin argued, "Although I am not as famous as Master Feng, I can still paint the true and false paintings. See, how could this be fake?"

Feng Ruixiang knew that the other party would not believe it, and began to discriminate on the spot.

"This painting can almost be fake. It’s nothing you can’t see. However, if you look carefully, the lines of these characters are not full enough, and the lines and colors are obviously faulty. This is a defect repaired by the machine. It is very subtle. can not tell……"

Everyone in the exhibition hall listened to Feng Ruixiang's explanation and suddenly realized.

"It turned out to be a fake picture! Jiang Guomin, you are too pitted."

"That's right, after a long time, I got a fake picture and showed it to us, what!"

Suddenly, the dissatisfaction of the crowd dispersed, and Jiang Guomin was also ashamed and nervous.

How could it be fake?

how can that be possible!

Gao Yang stood on the side, frowning, and looked at Chen Ping in the corner.

Suddenly, he pulled Jiang Guomin's arm and whispered in his ear: "Uncle Jiang, will Chen Ping get the wrong painting?"

Wrong?

Jiang Guomin woke up immediately.

It must be, it must be that Chen Ping got it wrong!

When it was said that sooner or later, Jiang Guomin ignored the scolding of everyone and walked quickly to Chen Ping. He slaps again and shouted, "Chen Ping, did you take your fake painting?!" Are you sincerely trying to embarrass me!"

Jiang Guomin was very angry, and he managed a solo exhibition that was not easy to open, and he expected this to raise his reputation.

But now it's ok, I got such a big misunderstanding.

What a shame.

He Jiang nationality is also a famous person in the circle.

Therefore, his anger was all vented to Chen Ping.

Seeing this scene, Feng Ruixiang suddenly became furious and wanted to stop, but Chen Ping just gave him a cold look.

Then, Chen Ping hurriedly said: "Sorry Dad, I got it wrong, so I will go back and get it again."

"Not yet!" Jiang Min was furious, his eyes cold.

How could I have such a waste son-in-law!

Gao Yang stood behind Jiang Min, with a cold smile on his lips, full of provocative taste.

Seeing that Chen Ping ran out, Gao Yang continued to blow his ears and said, "Uncle Jiang, I see, this Chen Ping must have been deliberate, he is not convinced of you, anyway, his father-in-law, he actually let you in this way Shame on important occasions, simply..."

"Humph! He is a waste, and when I go back, I will let Jiang Wan divorce him!"

Jiang Guomin directly interrupted Gao Yang's words, and his stomach was full of anger.

Gao Yang was very happy, and his goal was achieved. He secretly squeezed his fist and was very excited.

Haha, Jiang Wan is my woman right away!

Just after Chen Ping left, Jiang Guomin apologized to everyone: "Sorry, the painting was wrong, I have asked my son-in-law to go back and get it again."

Jiang Guomin apologized, and some people naturally asked: "Lao Jiang, how can you make a mistake in painting? Is it true that you still have two "Spring Mountain Mate Pictures"?"

Jiang Guomin just started to speak, and Gao Yang explained with a grin: "This is the case. Uncle Jiang's birthday a few days ago, my uncle Jiang's son-in-law, Chen Ping, both prepared gifts. Mate's Picture. This fake painting was bought by Uncle Jiang's son-in-law from the antique market to Uncle Jiang. And for the real painting, I bought it from my friend for Uncle Jiang for two million, Wrongly taken by Chen Ping's waste..."

After some explanation, everyone also understands the general idea.

All of a sudden, everyone in the exhibition hall began to ridicule Chen Ping.

"There are also people like this who give away to their own elders from the ancient Chinese market to calligraphy and painting. It's so cold."

"Hey, don't you not know that Jiang Min's son-in-law, who knows that this waste is known to them."

"I think that Gaoyang people are good, and Jiang's daughter is beautiful, and they should be in a pair."

In the crowd, Feng Ruixiang's face grew darker and dull when he heard these comments.

Where will these guys know, Mr. Chen has invested two billion in the top rich second generation!

Feng Ruixiang also heard that what was really painted, what he gave to Mr. Chen was the real painting, but it was recognized as a fake painting by the powerful Jiang Min.

The fake became real, but it turned into a fake painting that everyone spurned.

The painting that Chen Ping went to get now is naturally the original painting he sent.

It's just that after Gao Yang said just now, everyone thought that the pair Chen Ping was going to get now was sent by Gao Yang.

Feng Ruixiang touched his chin, a faint sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Fortunately, let Gao Yang, who doesn't understand the manners of politeness, plant a face and give Mr. Chen a pride.

It didn't take long for Chen Ping to retake a painting.

Zheng Tai has been in the crowd, watching silently.

Jiang Guomin walked over and grabbed the painting from his arms, scolding a few words: "Waste! Go away! Go back and clean up you!"

Chen Ping sighed helplessly, smiled dryly, and stood aside.

Draw and reopen.

Jiang Guomin invited Feng Ruixiang to reappear: "Master Feng, look, this is the real one."

Feng Ruixiang puffed himself up, and nodded and praised while watching: "Miao, this is the real thing! Tang Bohu's real thing!"

As soon as this remark came out, the emotions in Jiang Min's heart were asked, and his face couldn't restrain the smile.

However, the next sentence made everyone in the exhibition hall stunned.

"Gao Yang Gao is always right, are you sure that this painting was the one you bought from your friend?" Feng Ruixiang looked at the smug Gao Yang with a smile.