Chapter 1707

It's not a fake

"what gift?" Han Shijun asked in a cold voice.

"Zhang Daqian's ten thousand horses galloping." Lin Fei replied calmly.

Speaking of the end, Han Shijun himself can not help but take a breath.

Then, Han Shijun continued: "Han XiuXiu, do you know how much Zhang Daqian's original work costs at least? More than five million

Lin Fei can't afford to buy Zhang Daqian's original work.

Lin Fei looks like he is in his twenties.

Han XiuXiu, his granddaughter, was cheated by Lin Fei's naive lie.

His granddaughter Han XiuXiu is too stupid.

"Han XiuXiu, I think you were cheated too deeply by Lin Fei. Therefore, you will believe that the painting Lin Fei took is the original work of Zhang Daqian." Han Shijun said angrily.

Lin Fei wants to buy a pair of Zhang Daqian's original works. It's too easy.

Lin Fei is worth tens of billions.

She believed that her boyfriend Lin Fei couldn't have given her grandfather Han Shijun a fake of Zhang Daqian.

"My boyfriend Lin Fei, the painting I brought here is an authentic work of Zhang Daqian." Han XiuXiu glanced at all the people present, she said with a loud voice.

Today, his old face is lost because of Lin Fei and Han XiuXiu!

Han Shijun lowered his head and his face was hot.

Lin Fei is like a street mouse.

At this time, they sneered at Lin Fei.

In the Han family's mansion, no one believed that the painting in Lin Fei's hand was the original work of Zhang Daqian.

"XiuXiu, you'd better break up with Lin Fei! He can not give you happiness, you and he together, will only waste your youth Han qiuxue advised.

"You boy, do you think so many of us are three-year-old?" Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.

In any case, she couldn't believe that the painting in Lin Fei's hand was Zhang Daqian's original.

How can Lin Fei afford it?

She can't afford to buy Zhang Daqian's original works.

She hates people like Lin Fei who are boastful.

Han Qingya looks at Lin Fei in disgust.

"Lin Fei, if the painting in your hand is really Zhang Daqian's, I will do whatever you ask me to do." Han Xiuling snorted coldly.

"Lin Fei, you think you are me! I can afford Zhang Daqian's original work. " Han Feng sneered at Lin Fei.

He didn't understand what his granddaughter Han XiuXiu saw on Lin Fei.

Lin Fei is so good at blowing.

Now, in front of so many guests, Lin Fei himself says that the painting in his hand is the original work of Zhang Daqian.

He has a bad impression on Lin Fei.

Previously, Lin said he had a Rolls Royce phantom and a 200 million dollar villa, as well as a private jet.

However, the important thing is that you can't run the train with your mouth full and like to brag.

It doesn't matter if men are poor.

He looks down on Lin Fei more and more.

In Han Shijun's eyes, Lin Fei is a poor boy running a train.

It can be seen that Han Shijun is completely angry.

At this time, Han Shijun's chest heaved violently.

Han Shijun slapped the table. He angrily said, "Lin Fei, Zhang Daqian's original work needs at least several million yuan. Can you afford it? You actually said that the painting in your hand is an authentic work of Zhang Daqian. "

Bang!

Just now, Lin Fei was bragging.

Lin Fei, a young man in his twenties, can't afford it!

Zhang Daqian's original work needs several million at least.

How could that be possible?

Lin Feigang actually said that the painting in his hand was the original work of Zhang Daqian.

All the people present, they almost opened their mouths.

There was no breath or heartbeat.

Han's mansion is quiet.

Suddenly.

Lin Fei has just finished this sentence.

Lin Fei said faintly, "the painting in my hand is Zhang Daqian's original, not a fake."

Under everyone's gaze.

For a while, Lin Fei and Han XiuXiu became the object of public criticism.

His father, Han Shijun, is not a garbage collector.

Does Han Shijun, his father, really deserve to accept fakes in Lin Fei's eyes?

In Han Dalong's opinion, today, Lin Fei and Han XiuXiu sent his father Han Shijun a gift of several hundred yuan, which was much better than sending a fake.

"Lin Fei, do you know what you are doing?" Han Dalong roared.

Han Dalong looks terrible.

Han XiuXiu and Lin Fei have lost their faces to the Han family!

"Han XiuXiu, you should get rid of Lin Fei as soon as possible." Han qiuxue stares at Han XiuXiu and scolds angrily.Han XiuXiu is so blind!

Today, on such an important day, Han XiuXiu's boyfriend Lin Fei actually brought a fake and gave it to her grandfather Han Shijun in front of so many guests.

She despises Han XiuXiu.

Han Qingya took a look at Han XiuXiu and shook her head.

"Han XiuXiu, your boyfriend Lin Fei, why did he bring a fake? What do you think of your boyfriend Lin Fei Han Xiuling looks at Han XiuXiu and sneers.

Han Shijun wants to drive Lin Fei out.

It's a shame.

Shame.

His nose is crooked by Lin Fei!

"Lin Fei, you take a fake and give it to me as a gift. Do you think I only deserve to accept the fake?" Han Shijun raised his head, staring at Lin Fei, angry voice said.

At this time, Han Shijun's face cooled down.

Hearing these words, Han Shijun finally came to his senses.

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"We are not fools. How can we believe that Lin Fei brought Zhang Daqian's original work?"

"I also think the painting in Lin Fei's hand is a fake. Zhang Daqian's calligraphy and painting are very valuable. Ordinary people can't afford to buy it."

"Lin Fei looks like he is in his twenties. He can't bring over the real work of Zhang Da's ten thousand horse galloping map. His ten thousand horse galloping map must be a fake."

Han family mansion, other people, they heard you Han Feng say so, they murmured in a low voice.

He didn't believe that Zhang Daqian's horse galloping map in Lin Fei's hand was an authentic work.

A fake can be bought for dozens of yuan.

Fakes are different.

What's more, what about Lin Fei?

Even he can't afford it.

At least a few million.

Zhang Daqian's ten thousand horse totem is very valuable.

"Lin Fei, the ten thousand horses galloping map of Zhang Daqian in your hand should be a fake!"

At this time, Han Feng Yin Yang strange voice rang up.

Can he not be surprised?

Now, Lin Fei sent Zhang Daqian's galloping horse map to him.

However.

Unfortunately, the price of Zhang Daqian's calligraphy and painting is too high for him to afford!

He dreams of Zhang Daqian's calligraphy and painting.

Hearing this, Han Shijun's jaw almost fell to the ground.

Zhang Daqian's original work, too valuable.

Even ordinary rich people can't afford Zhang Daqian's original works.

Lin Fei, a young man in his twenties, has the delusion of buying a pair of Zhang Daqian's authentic works. It is just a daydream. It is impossible to do so.