Chapter 28

"Of course." Gao Yang said proudly.

Naturally, Feng Ruixiang knew that Gao Yang would say that, and with a half-smile, he asked, "Which friend did Mr. Gao buy this painting from?"

When Gao Yang heard this, his face was filled with joy.

Could it be that 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, I can find him right away." Gao Yang laughed.

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

Of course Feng Ruixiang knew this Wei Dafu.

A well-known shopkeeper in the antique market, of course in the circle, is the notorious kind.

Because this Wei Dafu is good at selling fakes, selling fakes, and often sells his own fakes to those who don't know the goods.

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

However, Feng Ruixiang didn't feel sympathetic at all. He dialed the number and said calmly, "Boss Wei, you're doing well these days."

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

Wei Dafu is currently in his shop in the Guwen Market, sitting on a mahogany Taishi chair, sipping tea.

"Don't mess with those fake things, come to the Guohua exhibition hall." Feng Ruixiang said bluntly, and hung up the phone directly.

Wei Dafu was not angry about this, but drove his own BMW straight to the Guohua exhibition hall.

Gao Yang kept smiling at the moment, and said, "Master Feng also knows Boss Wei, so we are really destined."

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

A group of people also stood beside Feng Ruixiang, waiting silently.

Although they didn't know why Feng Ruixiang called Wei Dafu here, they must have wanted to ask about paintings.

Ringtones.

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

"Mr. Chen, don't worry, I will teach Gao Yang a lesson for you."

Chen Ping raised his eyebrows and looked over, and found that Feng Ruixiang was smiling at him.

After thinking about it, Chen Ping didn't stop him.

Seeing this scene, Gao Yang was naturally upset, leaning beside Feng Ruixiang, chewing his tongue and saying: "Feng Dong, then Chen Ping is just a dick, he doesn't deserve your attention."

Feng Ruixiang's face darkened, and he didn't say anything, but Gao Yang was already written in the little book in his heart.

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

This guy, with a shiny face, smiles at everyone, like a smiling Buddha.

"Master Feng, I'm here. Is there something urgent?" Wei Dafu walked up to Feng Ruixiang in three steps at a time, with a flattering smile on his face.

When Gao Yang saw Wei Dafu, he smiled and nodded at him, as a greeting.

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

Feng Ruixiang glanced at Wei Dafu, and said calmly, "Okay, Wei Dafu, business is doing well now."

Wei Dafu was startled, then half-bent and said: "Where is it, isn't it all because of Master Chengfeng's fame."

"snort!"

Sudden!

Snapped!

Feng Ruixiang slapped 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 profusely.

The people around were also looking at him in bewilderment, completely confused about the situation.

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

It's just that, after he got rich, he didn't have much contact with Feng Ruixiang, so he started his own family.

However, because of love, Wei Dafu didn't dare to do anything wrong in front of Feng Ruixiang.

Wei Dafu hurriedly turned his head to look at the window, his legs went limp in fright, "Spring Mountain Companion Picture"!

Oops.

I'm afraid I can't cover up the fact that I'm selling fakes.

What's more terrible is that Feng Ruixiang has always been in the hands of the authentic work of "Partners in Spring Mountain".

The one hanging here is naturally a fake!

"Master Feng, please listen to my explanation." Wei Dafu was in a hurry, beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.

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

Wei Dafu was in a lot of pain, and he also understood why Feng Ruixiang called him here, so he rushed to Gao Yang and said in a hurry: "Mr. Gao, I'm sorry, the painting I sold you last time was fake, I will tell you when I turn around. Get your money back."

"Fake?" Gao Yang immediately yelled strangely.

There were many people behind him, and they all gasped, with disbelief on their faces.

Jiang Guomin was even more shocked and completely dumbfounded.

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

Wei Dafu is now as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. Hearing that it is the real one, he hurriedly rushed to the window, looked at it carefully, and immediately screamed strangely: "This... This is not the pair you bought from me!"

Of course not.

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

In the bottom right corner of the scroll, there is a small engraved seal with four words: Received by Feng Ruixiang.

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

Because there are too many stamps on this bottom.

"What? It's not the pair you sold me?" Gao Yang was stunned at the moment, and at the same time his heart was shaken, and he had a vague bad feeling.

Jiang Guomin exclaimed in astonishment, "Master Feng, Boss Wei, what does this mean?"

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

"Impossible, how could this real painting..." Jiang Guomin frowned, and was at a loss for words for a while, a little confused.

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

Everyone looked around, and found that what Wei Dahai picked up was the fake painting that Jiang Guomin had thrown in the corner like trash.

In an instant, everyone's expressions changed!

What's the situation?

On the other hand, Jiang Guomin was trembling with anger, his face was completely unrestrained, and he blushed and said angrily: "Gao Yang, what's going on?! That fake painting is yours?"

Of course Gao Yang would not admit it now, and said at the top of his voice, "How is it possible, I bought this painting for two million, how could it be fake?"

After shouting, he stared at Wei Dafu and said, "Boss Wei, you can't open your eyes and talk nonsense. If you take a closer look, I bought this real painting from you."

How dare Wei Dafu tell lies now, Master Feng is here, even if he had a hundred guts, he wouldn't dare to call a deer a horse.

Immediately, Wei Dahai said: "Mr. Gao, I'm really sorry. I saw that you didn't know how to paint, so I gave you a fake copy. Don't worry, I will give you three million later. compensation."

"Who the hell wants your one million!" Gao Yang was furious.

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

And this real painting...

Everyone looked at Chen Ping in the corner. He still had an innocent expression on his face, and said, "I... I just bought it from the ancient prose market."

Awesome!

You actually found Tang Bohu's authentic work!

What kind of shit luck did this guy have.

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

"Hmph! Gao Yang, you actually fooled me with a fake painting!" Jiang Guomin was very angry, "Don't come to my house again, and take back the things you gave me."

Gao Yang couldn't argue, he couldn't understand at all why Wei Dafu said this in front of so many people, what good would it do him?

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

Today, it's too embarrassing!

The point is, Uncle Jiang's affection for him is gone.

After Gao Yang left, Jiang Guomin asked Wei Dafu in puzzlement, "Boss Wei, how did you tell that this painting is a fake one you sold..."

Jiang Guomin didn't finish speaking, fearing that Wei Dafu would lose face.

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

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

cough cough!

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

The latter didn't understand right away, and changed his words: "I made a fake one myself, how can I not recognize it?"

This sounds strange.

After such a fuss, everyone knew that the authentic "Spring Mountain Companion Picture" was actually picked up by Jiang Guomin's useless son-in-law from the antique market.

Shit luck this is.

Just when everyone was about to curry favor with Feng Ruixiang, the latter walked up to Chen Ping with a smile on his face, and said, "Mr. Chen...Young man, you are lucky. This is my business card."

As he spoke, he handed over a business card.

Chen Ping just nodded lightly and took it.

He understood that Feng Ruixiang was doing it for others to see.

"Chen Ping, why are you standing still, why don't you thank Master Feng!" Seeing Chen Ping's attitude, Jiang Guomin immediately turned pale and reprimanded him.

"Thank you, Master Feng." Chen Ping laughed quickly.

How could Feng Ruixiang dare to accept this sentence, he almost lost his footing and could only laugh dryly.

Chen Ping's indifferent attitude at the beginning naturally made many people upset, and they ridiculed:

"Master Feng actually gave such a useless business card."

"It's nothing, it's just a business card, a wimp is still a wimp."

"Looking at his stupid appearance, he must be worthless."

Chen Ping didn't care about the laughter and sarcasm, but stood silently aside.

Just at this time.

His cell phone rang, and it was actually Jiang Ling calling.

Looking at the time, it is estimated that Jiang Ling got impatient in taking care of Mi Li and urged him to go back.

When the phone was connected, Chen Ping said apologetically, "Jiangling, I'm sorry, I'll go back right away."

"Cousin...cousin-in-law..."

Jiang Ling didn't scold him as usual, but said in a weeping voice, "Mi...the rice grains are lost."