Chapter 28

"Of course." Gao Yang is very proud to say.

Naturally, Feng Ruixiang knew that Gao Yang would say so. He asked, "which friend did Mr. Gao buy this painting from?"

Hearing this, Gao Yang's face was filled with joy.

Feng Ruixiang wants to know his friend.

This is a good opportunity to make friends.

"Dong Feng, his name is Wei Dafu, the owner of antique market. He is very famous. I can find him right away." Gao Yang said with a smile.

"No more." Feng Ruixiang waved his hand, then took out his mobile phone and said with a smile, "I know Wei Dafu."

Feng Ruixiang certainly knows Wei Dafu.

A well-known shopkeeper in the antique market, of course, is a notorious one.

Because Wei Dafu is good at selling fake goods. He often sells his fakes to those who don't know them.

It seems that Wei Dafu cheated Gao Yang.

However, Feng Ruixiang didn't feel at all. He dialed the number and said faintly, "boss Wei, how are you recently?"

At the other end of the phone was a steady middle-aged man's voice. With the tone of a profiteer, he said in a high tone: "ouch, how could master Feng call me today to see the goods?"

Wei Dafu is sitting on the mahogany chair in his shop in the Guwen market and sipping tea.

"Don't deal with the empty ones. Come to Guohua exhibition hall." Feng Ruixiang didn't want to talk to him, so he hung up.

Wei Dafu didn't get angry about it. Instead, he drove his BMW to Guohua exhibition hall.

Gao Yang has been accompanied by a smile at the moment, said: "master Feng also knows boss Wei, then we are really predestined."

Feng Ruixiang didn't speak. Instead, he sat at the tea table beside him, watching Gao Yang praise himself like an idiot while waiting for Wei Dafu.

A group of people also stood on Feng Ruixiang's side, waiting in silence.

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

Cell phone ringtone.

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

"Don't worry, Mr. Chen. I'll teach you a lesson in 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 upset. He stood next to Feng Ruixiang and said, "Feng Dong, Chen Ping is a loser. You should not pay attention to him."

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

In less than 10 minutes, Wei Dafu, a short, broad and fat man, came to the exhibition hall in a suit.

This guy is full of oil. He smiles when he sees people. He looks like a Buddha with a smiling face.

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

When Gao Yang saw Wei Dafu, he also nodded with a smile, which was a greeting.

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

Feng Ruixiang looked at Wei Dafu and said, "OK, Wei Dafu, business is doing well now."

Wei Dafu was stunned and then half bent down and said, "where and where, this is not all the fame of Master Cheng Feng."

"Hum!"

Suddenly!

Bang!

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

This sudden scene made Wei Dafu tremble and sweat like rain.

The people around are also looking at the situation, completely confused.

Of course, Wei Dafu was afraid. It was because of Feng Ruixiang's help that he was able to get a foothold in Shangjiang.

However, he made a fortune later, and he did not have much contact with Feng Ruixiang. He was self-made.

However, in the face of Feng Ruixiang, Wei Dafu did not dare to make a mistake.

Wei Dafu turned his head and looked at the window. His legs became soft with fear!

Bad.

I'm afraid I can't stop selling fakes myself.

What's more, Feng Ruixiang has been holding the original copy of the painting.

What's hanging here is a fake!

"Master Feng, listen to me." Wei Dafu was in a hurry, and the sweat of beans was pouring out of his head.

Gao Yang did not understand the situation and asked, "boss Wei, what's wrong with you?"

Wei Dafu felt bitter. He also understood the reason why Feng Ruixiang asked him to come. He rushed to Gaoyang and said, "sorry, Mr. Gao. The painting I sold you last time was fake. I'll refund you the money back."

"Fake?" Gao Yang immediately gave a strange cry.

There are a lot of people behind him. They all take a breath of cold air, and they can't believe it.Jiang Guomin was shocked and completely confused.

"Boss Wei, what do you mean? What fake paintings? I paid two million for it Gao Yang couldn't stand it any longer. He was cold and hot all over, "and master Feng said just now that the painting is authentic. Did you drink too much?"

Wei Dafu was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. As soon as he heard that it was an authentic work, he rushed to the window window and looked at it carefully. He immediately exclaimed, "this This is not the pair you bought for me

Of course not.

Other people didn't notice, but Wei Dafu did.

In the corner at the bottom right corner of the scroll, there is a very small engraved chapter with four characters: Feng Ruixiang.

A group of people just look at the painting and don't notice this detail at all.

Because there are too many seals on the bottom.

"What? Not the pair you sold me? " Gaoyang at the moment muddled, at the same time in the heart big shake, faintly had a kind of bad feeling.

Jiang Guomin was more surprised to call: "master Feng, boss Wei, what does this mean?"

Feng Ruixiang snorted coldly, got up and paced up to Wei Dafu. He glared at him and said, "this painting is true, but it's not the one Mr. Gao bought."

"It's impossible. How could this real painting be..." Jiang Guomin's brows were locked and his words were blocked for a moment, but some of them did not understand.

Wei Dafu also noticed another painting thrown on the ground. He picked it up and opened it. He exclaimed excitedly, "this one is the one Mr. Gao bought from me last time."

When they went to seek fame, they found that Wei Dahai had picked up the fake painting which had been thrown in the corner by jiangguomin as garbage.

In an instant, everyone's face changed!

What's the situation?

However, Jiang Guomin was so angry that he trembled all over his body. His face was not caught. He said angrily: "Gaoyang, what's going on?! Is that fake painting yours

Gao Yang, of course, will not admit it now. He said in a loud voice: "how can it be that I spent two million yuan on this painting. How can it be a fake?"

After shouting, he looked at Wei Dafu and said, "boss Wei, you can't open your eyes and tell lies. You can have a good look. I bought this real painting from you."

Wei Dafu now where dare to lie, master Feng here, give him a hundred courage also dare not call deer for horses.

Immediately, Wei Dahai said, "Mr. Gao, I'm really sorry. When I saw you didn't understand painting, I gave you a copy of a fake. Don't worry. I'll give you three million later. That one million is my compensation to you. "

"Who the hell wants your million!" Gao Yang is very angry.

Now he also understood 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 got it from the ancient Chinese market. "

Bull!

You actually found the authentic work of Tang Bohu!

This guy's got some bad luck.

Although Jiang Guomin is angry in his heart, it is true at least.

"Hum! Gao Yang, you make a fake picture to fool me Jiang Guomin was very angry, "don't go to my house again, and take back all the things you sent."

Gao Yang can't explain why Wei Dafu said this in front of so many people. What's good for him?

He pinched his fist angrily. Gao Yang glared at Chen Ping, turned his head and left.

Today, what a shame!

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

When Gao Yang left, Jiang Guomin asked Wei Dafu, "boss Wei, how do you tell that this painting is a fake that you sold..."

Jiang Guomin did not finish speaking, afraid that Wei Dafu would lose face.

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

Wei Dahai squeezed out a smile and said, "Mr. Jiang, in fact, the original painting of this painting has always been Feng..."

Cough!

Before he finished speaking, Feng Ruixiang coughed a few times and interrupted it. He gave Wei Dafu a few winks.

The latter immediately did not understand, changed his mouth: "I made a fake, I can not know?"

That sounds strange.

After such a disturbance, we all know that the original painting of friends in spring mountain was actually picked up from the antique market by Jiang Guomin's son-in-law.

Shit. This is.

Just as the crowd was ready to curry favor with Feng Ruixiang, the latter walked directly to Chen Ping with a smile on his face and said, "Chen Xian Good luck, young man. Here's my card. "

Then he handed over a business card.

Chen Ping just nodded lightly and took it over.

He understood that Feng Ruixiang was doing it for others.

"Chen Ping, why are you in a daze? Thank you, master Feng!" Jiang Guomin saw Chen Ping's attitude and immediately hung his face and scolded him."Thank you, master Feng." Chen Ping quickly said with a smile.

Feng Ruixiang didn't dare to accept this sentence. He almost lost his footing and could only laugh.

At the beginning, Chen Ping's indifferent attitude naturally made many people unhappy. He sneered at him and said, "master Feng gave such a worthless business card."

"What's this? It's just a business card. Losers or losers."

"Look at him that silly don't Leng Deng's appearance, certainly have no achievement."

Chen Ping didn't care about the ridicule and ridicule, but stood by in silence.

It was just at this time.

His mobile phone rings, it's actually Jiangling.

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

When the mobile phone was connected, Chen pingman apologized and said, "Jiangling, I'm sorry, I'll go back right away."

"Watch My brother-in-law... "

Jiangling didn't scold him as usual. Instead, he cried and said, "mi I lost my rice grain. "