Chapter 1164

Seeing that Yang Xiaobao was noncommittal about his terms, Liu Fugui could not help but sneer. Who let your surname Yang fall into my hands this time? I have to scratch your skin!

Before Liu Fugui came to find Yang Xiaobao, he was full of confidence. He was sure that Yang Xiaobao attached great importance to the century Huating real estate project developed by Jingcheng group. At present, the sale of century Huating project is postponed indefinitely. Yang Xiaobao will never stand by in such a dilemma.

On the other hand, Liu Fugui has also made some understanding of the general situation of century Huating real estate project. The pre-sale price of a large commercial residential complex with excellent geographical location has reached 18000 yuan per square meter. He asked for two duplex buildings, which are worth tens of millions at any change of hands. He must seize this rare opportunity to strike a hard blow.

Yang Xiaobao calmly lit a cigarette and calmly said, "are these two duplex buildings wanted by boss Liu or chief Huang?"

"You don't have to ask more questions, just say yes or no."

Liu Fugui's answer upset Yang Xiaobao, but at present there is no better way to solve the problems encountered in the century Huating project. He can only choose to be patient with Liu Fugui.

"After all, this project is exclusively invested and developed by Jingcheng group. I didn't participate in the development process, and I didn't invest any money in it. I have to discuss two duplex buildings with president Zhao."

Liu Fugui nodded with a smile, "I believe Zhao is always a person who takes the overall situation into consideration. He will certainly agree."

Seeing that Yang Xiaobao was silent for a short time, Liu Fugui turned his eyes and said, "there's another special thing. I asked a friend in the antique business to get it for me. If there is no such thing, even if you send a golden mountain to chief Huang, he will not approve the project. "

Something special? What is it? Yang Xiaobao was a little more curious, but he didn't ask questions. After chatting with Liu Fugui a few words, he sent him away.

Seeing off Liu Fugui, Yang Xiaobao receives a call from Zhao Yu. He has just returned from a business trip in other provinces, and the plane has just landed. Yang Xiaobao immediately left for the airport, picked up Zhao Yu, and soon drove to Zhao Yu's luxury villa.

Although he has been away from home in recent days, Zhao Yu has been paying close attention to the project of century Huating. After Yang Xiaobao told Zhao Yu about Liu Fugui's coming to find him, Zhao Yu was angry. Liu Fugui is just a mercenary foreman. He dares to threaten himself and Yang Xiaobao. He is brave enough.

Yang Xiaobao advised Zhao Yu to calm down. It's better to first agree to Liu Fugui's terms, and then go back to deal with Liu Fugui after the approval problem of century Huating has been successfully solved. Under the eaves, people have to bow their heads. Now there is no better way than to rely on Liu Fugui's relationship with Huang kezhang of the Environmental Protection Bureau.

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The next afternoon, Yang Xiaobao asked Liu Fugui to come out with the special thing he said. Yang Xiaobao has prepared the purchase contract of two duplex buildings, waiting for Liu Fugui to sign.

Yang Xiaobao's range rover was parked on the side of the road, and Liu Fugui took the co driver's seat with a suitcase. When the box was opened, a scroll of meaningful calligraphy and paintings slowly unfolded in front of Yang Xiaobao's eyes.

Liu Fugui's words mysteriously revealed his understanding to Yang Xiaobao. The reason why he found a friend in the antique business to get this painting and calligraphy is that he knew that section chief Huang had a hobby, that is, he was extremely obsessed with ancient paintings and calligraphy. There were countless antiques in his family, most of which were paintings and calligraphy of past dynasties. What's more, Huang's hobby is very special, but he doesn't touch the calligraphy and paintings of famous artists or palace antiques, but he prefers to collect the calligraphy and paintings that are not made by famous artists.

Yang Xiaobao started the engine of the car and talked with Liu Fugui without a word. Liu Fugui was responsible for guiding the way and arrived at a farmhouse in the suburb more than half an hour later.

"Qifu villa, here it is."

The car drove into the parking lot and pointed to the row of antique buildings nearby. Liu Fugui patted the box. "This calligraphy and painting is a rare authentic work of the Song Dynasty. It's a valuable treasure."

Two waitresses warmly welcome Yang Xiaobao and Liu Fugui into the villa. Liu Fugui asked Yang Xiaobao to sit down and drink tea. After a while, section chief Huang would come.

Yang Xiaobao visited the villa around the cobblestone path, with a little doubt and worry in his heart. I don't know where Liu Fugui got such a painting. Can this painting really handle Huang Wenyi?

After waiting for a long time, Yang Xiaobao was a little impatient. He walked to the two meter long tea table and patted Liu Fugui on the shoulder. "We've been waiting for an hour, but we haven't seen anyone. Won't chief Huang break his appointment?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Yang. I'm old friends with Mr. Huang." He opened the box and showed the painting to Yang Xiaobao again. Liu Fugui said with a smile, "believe it or not, if I don't show up, you can take this painting to find section chief Huang, and he won't see you."

Yang Xiaobao smiles but does not speak. He looks at Liu Fugui's face. This small bag foreman really takes himself seriously.

After waiting for nearly half an hour, an Audi A6 drove into the parking lot of the villa. Huang Wenyi wore a khaki jacket and a pair of black trousers, and followed two male assistants into the quiet courtyard of the villa.

Liu Fugui put away the box and handed it to Yang Xiaobao. He muttered in a low voice, "you don't have to talk. Just let me talk to him."

Yang Xiaobao followed Liu Fugui with a box and approached Huang Wenyi. Huang Wenyi stops to see Liu Fugui and Yang Xiaobao beside him. He feels that this face is very familiar.

"Chief Huang, please come inside!"

Looking back for a moment, Huang Wenyi's face became very cold. He turned a deaf ear to Liu Fugui's respectful greetings and stared at Yang Xiaobao with cold eyes.

"Boss Liu, why do you bring people from Jingcheng group?"

"No other meaning, chief Huang, don't get me wrong! Yang and I are always friends in business. Let's talk about it in the room! " Liu Fugui, with a flattering smile on his face, greets Huang Wenyi and walks into a room decorated with bamboo and wood.

Two assistants wait outside. Huang Wenyi sits on the chair with a slightly impatient face. Yang Xiaobao and Liu Fugui sit opposite him. The atmosphere is a little embarrassed.

Huang Wenyi put his hand on the table and looked at Liu Fugui with a suspicious expression.

"Well, Mr. Yang wants to make a friend with Mr. Huang. He heard that Mr. Huang has a deep study of calligraphy and painting appreciation. It happens that he has a piece of cursive script from the Song Dynasty. We laymen can't judge whether it is true or not, so he asked me to bring him to see Mr. Huang and ask him to help him appreciate it."

Liu Fugui flattered that his speech was fluent, which was obviously a speech that he had thought about for a long time.

Yang Xiaobao smiles and nods slightly. "Boss Liu is right. I've heard that section chief Huang is an expert in calligraphy and painting appreciation. I hope section chief Huang can help me to see whether this cursive is an authentic or a fake."

Huang Wenyi's ugly face was slightly relaxed, and his suspicious eyes looked at Yang Xiaobao, "what calligraphy and painting? Have you brought anything? "

"Yes, I have."

Yang Xiaobao lifted the box from under the table, opened it and carefully took out the scroll. The two meter long painting gradually unfolded under Huang Wenyi's eyes.

Huang Wenyi took out a pair of gold glasses from his coat pocket. He was full of interest. He rubbed his fingers gently on the scroll, and his head approached the painting again and again.

Huang Wenyi concentrates on observing the painting. Liu Fugui glances at Yang Xiaobao and waves to him with a slight gesture, indicating Yang Xiaobao to go out with him.

"Chief Huang, take your time. Let's go out for a cigarette."

After saying hello to Huang Wenyi in a low voice, Liu Fugui goes outside and sits with Yang Xiaobao in a pavilion seven or eight meters away.

"Just look at this painting and calligraphy. If chief Huang is interested, it's a matter of one sentence to approve your project."

"How sure are you?" Yang Xiaobao looked at Liu Fugui and asked with a smile.

"It's hard to say now."

Liu Fugui handed Yang Xiaobao a cigarette and whispered in his ear, "I'm just a middleman. If this calligraphy and painting is in the eye of chief Huang, you have to pay for it with Mr. Zhao. If chief Huang can't see it, I'll return this painting. "

Yang Xiaobao shakes his head and grins bitterly. Isn't it equal to offering bribes in disguise? It's just that Huang Wenyi's way of taking bribes is more advanced than those officials who openly collect money. His means are hidden, and it's not easy to be caught.

A painting and calligraphy that is not from the hands of famous people has the final say of value geometry. With a single mouth, you can make a calligraphy and painting valuable, or you can make it worthless. Huang Wenyi's bribery means are really clever. Without cash flow, it is difficult to form conclusive evidence of bribery.

After smoking a cigarette, Yang Xiaobao and Liu Fugui go back to the house together. Huang Wenyi takes off his glasses and puts them on the table. He picks up the painting and still looks at it carefully with infinite concentration.

"The font is strong and powerful, the signature is thick, but it has been blurred. The paper is not made by people. It should be a folk work during the Qiande period of the Song Dynasty. The collection value of cultural relics is very high, but the economic value is limited."

Huang Wenyi collected the painting and put it back in the box. Without looking at Liu Fugui and Yang Xiaobao, he said to himself.

Yang Xiaobao understood Huang Wenyi's implication in an instant. This painting is probably authentic, but it is not worth a few dollars.

Yang Xiaobao and Liu Fugui didn't say a word. Huang Wenyi took his glasses and stood up. "Another day, when I'm free, you can bring this painting to me again. I'll have a closer look."

Liu Fugui's face was full of smiles, and Huang Wenyi's attitude made him very happy.

"Good! Please, chief Huang! "