I Do Not Want to Inherit the Family Fortune

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"Of course." Gao Yang said proudly.

Feng Ruixiang naturally knew that Gao Yang would say so, seemingly smiling, asking: "Which friend did Mr. Gao buy this painting from?"

When Gao Yang heard it, his face was full of joy.

Inevitably, Feng Ruixiang wanted to know his friend.

This is a good opportunity to make friends.

"Feng Dong, his name is Wei Dafu, the owner of the antique market. He is very famous, and I can find him immediately." Gao Yang laughed.

"No need." Feng Ruixiang waved his hand, then pulled out his phone, smiled and said: "We know Dawei Fu."

Feng Ruixiang certainly knew this Wei Dafu.

A shop owner who is very famous in the antique market is, of course, the infamous kind.

Because Wei Dafu is good at selling fakes and counterfeit goods, and often sells his fakes to those who do not know the goods.

It seems that this Gao Yang was deceived by Wei Dafu.

However, Feng Ruixiang was not sympathetic at all. He dialed the number and said lightly: "Boss Wei, it's been good these days."

On the other end of the phone, a middle-aged, calm male voice, with a tone of a profiteer, tuned in and said: "Oh, why is Master Feng free to call me today to see the goods?"

Wei Dafu was sitting in a mahogany Taishi chair and tasting tea at his shop in Guwen Market at the moment.

"Don't make those false ones, come to Guohua Exhibition Hall." Feng Ruixiang said unkindly, and hung up the phone directly.

Wei Dafu didn't get angry about it, but drove his own BMW bluntly and went straight to the Guohua Exhibition Hall.

Gao Yang has been with a smiley face at the moment, saying: "Master Feng also knows boss Wei, then we are too destined."

Feng Ruixiang did not speak, but sat at the side of the tea table, watching Gao Yang praised himself while watching idiots, while quietly waiting for Wei Dafu.

A group of people were all standing beside Feng Ruixiang, waiting silently.

Although they don't know why Feng Ruixiang called Wei Dafu, they must want to ask about painting.

Ringtones.

Chen Ping in the corner received a text message from Feng Ruixiang.

"Mr. Chen, rest assured, I will teach you this Gaoyang."

Chen Ping looked up and found Feng Ruixiang smiling at himself.

After thinking about it, Chen Ping did not stop it.

Seeing this scene, Gao Yang was naturally unhappy. He was beside Feng Ruixiang, chewing his tongue and saying: "Feng Dong, then Chen Ping is a cock, not worth your attention."

Feng Ruixiang's face sank, and he didn't say anything, but the small book in his heart had written Gao Yang up.

In less than ten minutes, Wei Dafu, who was short and fat, came to the exhibition hall in a suit.

This guy, with a radiant face, smiled as soon as he saw him, like a smiling face.

"Master Feng, I'm here. Is there anything urgent?" Wei Dafu walked to Feng Ruixiang in two and two steps with a flattering smile.

When Gao Yang saw Wei Dafu, he nodded and smiled at him, beckoning.

Thanks to his painting, he was able to show his face in front of so many people.

Feng Ruixiang glanced at Wei Dafu and said lightly: "OK, Wei Dafu, now the business is doing well."

Wei Dafu stunned and followed a half-bent way: "Where and where, this is not all the reputation of Master Feng."

"Humph!"

suddenly!

Snapped!

Feng Ruixiang slapped it on the tea table and pointed angrily at the painting and asked, "Wei Dafu, did you sell that painting?"

This sudden scene made Wei Dafu tremble and sweat.

The people around me looked at him with a dazed face, unable to understand the situation at all.

Of course, Wei Dafu was afraid. He was able to gain a foothold in Shangjiang City because of Feng Ruixiang's help.

However, after he made a fortune, he didn't have much contact with Feng Ruixiang.

However, because of the situation, Wei Dafu did not dare to make an order in front of Feng Ruixiang.

Wei Dafu turned his head around and looked at the shop window. His legs were so frightened, "Spring Mountain Mate Picture"!

bad.

I am afraid that selling fakes by myself cannot be covered.

What's more terrible is that the real story of "Spring Mountain Mate" has always been in Feng Ruixiang's hands.

The ones hanging here are naturally fakes!

"Master Feng, listen to my explanation." Wei Dafu was anxious, and Dou Da's sweat beads came out of his head.

Gao Yang still didn't understand the situation and asked, "Boss Wei, what's wrong with you?"

Wei Dafu felt miserable. He also understood the reason why Feng Ruixiang called himself. He rushed to Gao Yang and said: "General Gao, I'm sorry, the painting I sold you last time was fake. Refund your money."

"Fake?" Gao Yang screamed immediately.

There were still many people behind him, who also took a breath, and couldn't believe it.

Jiang Guomin was even more shocked and completely ignorant.

"Boss Wei, what do you mean? What fake painting? I bought it for two million!" Gao Yang couldn't stand it anymore, and his body was suddenly cold and hot, "And Master Feng said just now, that painting is Really, are you drunk?"

Wei Dafu is now anxiously like the ants on the hot pot. As soon as he heard the truth, he rushed to the window and scrutinized it carefully. He immediately shouted, "This... this is not the one you bought me!"

Of course not.

Others didn't pay attention, but Wei Dafu noticed.

In the lower right corner of the painting axis, there is a small engraved chapter, written in four words: Feng Ruixiang.

A group of people only looked at the painting and didn't even notice this detail.

Because there are too many stamps at the bottom.

"What? Isn't that the one you sold me?" Gao Yang was stunned at the moment, and at the same time he was shocked in his heart, vaguely feeling bad.

Jiang Guomin even cried in surprise: "Master Feng, Boss Wei, what does this mean?"

Feng Ruixiang snorted coldly, got up and walked to Wei Dafu, glared at him, said: "This painting is real, but not the one that Mr. Gao bought."

"Impossible, how could this real painting..." Jiang Guomin's brow furrowed and he was speechless for a moment, and he didn't understand.

And Wei Dafu also noticed another painting thrown on the ground, picked it up and opened it, and immediately excitedly called: "This, this is the one that Mr. Gao bought from me last time."

Everyone looked around and found that Wei Dahai had picked up the fake painting that had been thrown in the corner by Jiang Min as garbage.

In a flash, everyone's face changed!

What is the situation?

Jiang Guomin was trembling with rage, his face was completely unhanged, his face flushed with anger and said, "Gao Yang, what's going on?! Is that fake painting yours?"

Of course, Gao Yang would not admit it now, and said with a throat: "How is it possible, I have spent two million to buy the painting, how could it be fake?"

After yelling, he stared at Wei Dafu and said: "Boss Wei, can you open your eyes and talk nonsense, you have to take a good look, this real painting is what I bought from you."

Where does Wei Dafu dare to tell lies now, Master Feng is here, giving him a hundred guts and not daring to be a horse.

Immediately, Wei Dahai said, "I'm sorry, President Gao. I didn't know how to paint when I saw it. I gave you a counterfeit. You can rest assured that I will give you three million. Compensation."

"Who the **** wants you a million!" Gao Yang gas exploded.

Now he also understands that the previous fake painting was actually bought by himself.

And this real painting...

Everyone's eyes looked at Chen Ping in the corner. He also had an innocent expression and said, "I... I just got it from Guwen Market."

Excellent!

You actually found Tang Bohu's true story!

This guy is **** luck.

Although Jiang Min was angry, it was true that somehow.

"Huh! Gao Yang, you actually fool me with fake paintings!" Jiang Guomin was very angry. "Don't go to my house in the future, and take those things you gave, take them back."

Gao Yang has a hundred mouths, he can't figure it out, why did Wei Dafu say this in front of so many people, what good is it for him?

Angrily squeezed his fist, Gao Yang glared at Chen Ping, turned his head and left.

Today, it is so embarrassing!

The key point is that Uncle Jiang's affection for himself is gone.

Gao Yang left, and Jiang Min asked Wei Dafu in a puzzled way: "Boss Wei, how do you tell if this painting is a fake you sold..."

Jiang Guomin didn't finish it, fearing that he would lose Wei Dafu's face.

After all, Wei Dafu is still very famous in the ancient Chinese market.

Wei Dahai laughed out loud and said, "Mr. Jiang, in fact, the authenticity of this painting has always been Feng..."

Cough!

Before finishing the speech, Feng Ruixiang coughed a few times, interrupted it, and made a few glances at Wei Dafu.

The latter didn't immediately understand it and changed his voice: "I made fakes myself, can I still not know?"

This sounds weird.

As everyone is aware of such a trouble, the true picture of this "Spring Mountain Mate Picture" was actually bought from the antique market by Jiang Guomin's waste son-in-law.

Shit luck this is.

Just as everyone was about to marry Feng Ruixiang, the latter took a step forward and walked to Chen Ping with a smile on his face, saying: "Chen Xian... boy, good luck, this is my business card."

With that said, he handed over a business card.

Chen Ping just nodded lightly and took it.

He understands that Feng Ruixiang is doing it for others.

"Chen Ping, why is he stunned, thank you Master Feng!" Jiang Min immediately saw Chen Ping's attitude and immediately sighed his face, scolding.

"Thank you Master Feng." Chen Ping smiled quickly.

Where did Feng Ruixiang dare to bear this sentence, he almost didn't stand still and could only laugh.

At first, Chen Ping's indifferent attitude naturally made many people uncomfortable and ridiculed:

"Master Feng actually gave this kind of useless business card."

"What is there, it's just a business card, whether it's a waste or a waste."

"Looking at his stupid look, it must be nothing."

Chen Ping did not care about these ridicule and ridicule, but stood silently.

It was at this time.

His cell phone rang, which was actually called by Jiangling.

After looking at the time, it is estimated that Jiangling was impatient to take care of the rice grains and urged him to go back.

When the phone was connected, Chen Ping apologized: "Jiangling, I'm sorry, I will go back immediately."

"Watch...cousin..."

Jiangling's head didn't scold him as usual, but cried with fear, and said: "The rice... the rice grains are lost."