Chapter 202

When Xu Haodong came, he brought Erhai. In Beijing, he had too few helpers. Xiaobai and his agent could not do that. He's going to take help to solve nimbo once and for all.

Erhai is in front of Xu Haodong.

"You're a stranger. You won't attract attention. Put on some disguise. And put this under his tire. "

Xu Haodong gave Erhai two small boards, wooden boards, on which there were more than an inch long nails. They were thick and thick. A board with a big palm fixed 20 or 30 nails.

Erhai puts on his hat, plugs his earphone, and carries a bag of apples in his hand. There is still a car's distance from Ningbo's car. The bag leaks and the apples roll everywhere. He lowers his head to pick up apples everywhere. Two or three apples roll to Ningbo's car. He squats down to pick them up and leaves after picking them up.

"Xiaobai, has your boyfriend's car arrived yet?"

"When he arrived, he avoided paying attention to two or three cars specially transferred from the company."

"Go, wait for him outside."

With a wave of his hand, Xu Haodong's agent, Xiao Bai and Er Hai all leave, leaving a noodle assistant to watch and stare at Ning Bo.

At h ■ o'clock in the evening, the exhibition is over.

Ning Bo and Yuan Hong talk happily from the exhibition. He was full of pride and joy. His voice and every move were the joy of success.

The content of the conversation is nothing more than who's here today and who's praising you? I didn't expect that all the paintings were sold. Martial uncle, you also bought a lot of paintings. Next time we will cooperate. Today we must have a good leisure. Which club do you go to? Singing or company?

After getting on the bus, the car first goes back and then goes forward. Turn around and leave the garage.

The assistant in the garage took the cell phone and sent a message outside.

"The front and rear tires of his car have been punctured, so it should not be far away. His painting exhibition is in the Art District, except that it is 20 kilometers ahead of the art district to enter the prosperous area. It's time to start. Xiaobai, follow up first. Leave after a while. Don't get caught

Xu Haodong in the phone command, see Ning Bo's car drove out, Xiaobai's car followed up.

Ning Bo's car is very fast, even the car seems to feel the joy of the owner. At the first red light, the car stopped outside the line. Ning Bo found that the car was behind him. At this time, it was almost 12 p.m., and the art exhibition in the art village was only their family. There were not many guests in the day, and it was very late. Who, are they the guests watching paintings?

Looking back, the car didn't stop. It turned and left for another route.

Their car started and turned right on another road. Ning Bo was attracted by Yuan Hong's words and no longer paid attention to the rear vehicles.

"Draw as soon as possible, you also want to make sure that the security don't let slip."

"He won't let slip. If he let slip, he is an arsonist. The arson loss is huge and he can't escape for more than ten years. The security guard knows that if he shut up, he will save himself. I'm not going to be told

"I'm still a little upset."

"What are you worried about, martial uncle? The original work is destroyed and Xiaobai's mobile phone is gone. Even if Fang Zheng takes out the manuscript, what can he prove? "

"If Fang Zheng took a picture, what about the records of the art research institute?"

"What's the matter with the record? I'm exhibiting in China, not abroad. Their set of standards is not suitable for China. Besides, Fang Zheng brought his paintings back to China and sold them. He should have painted them at home. He painted them at school. Will their school keep a record of every student's painting? What records can the hospital have? What happened to the photo? Can a photograph prove that he painted it? I can also say that he took pictures of my paintings. Smile at Yuan Hong while turning the corner.

"Martial uncle, I still want to thank your female disciples for working in the gallery of the agent Lao Wang. They can still photograph such excellent works and give me rich inspiration."

Yuan Hong smiles.

Jiang Xiaobai is also very popular in the past two years. He has a strong support from his boyfriend. Jiang Xiaobai participates in various flower exhibitions and exchange exhibitions, and has a deep relationship with many master level professors. Jiang Xiaobai's paintings are not easy to sell. They are all bought by his boyfriend, and only a few of them are on the market, which creates a situation of Luoyang paper expensive, The less we sell, the more rare it is, and the higher the price is. Hunger marketing.

Jiang Xiaobai's paintings have a kind of smart beauty, that is, the pure and pure aura.

Yuan Hong didn't dare to photograph the twelve beauties' apprentice group. Instead, he sent a new female disciple to the broker to practice and earn living expenses.

In general, art galleries and studios will invite some people who know painting from art colleges of art academies to be assistants. At least they don't know how to do things.

Agent Wang Ge, there is a big Gallery, need a lot of people, beauty reception also want to look beautiful, but also understand painting, will sell.

Who can think of a gallery with Infernal Affairs?

Sure enough, I saw the best thing.

"By the way, Ning Bo, didn't Fang Zheng say that there was a hidden chapter in his words? That's a problem, too. Haven't you thought about it? ""I studied his paintings, and almost all of them were sold. I didn't see many solid paintings. They were all photos. I enlarged the photos and looked for them carefully, but I didn't see them."

That's why Ningbo has the strength.

Fang once argued that it is impossible for you to copy my paintings. There are hidden seals in my paintings.

Ning Bo was so scared that he burned Fang Zheng's paintings for the first time. After that, Ning Bo studied all Fang Zheng's paintings and found nothing hidden with a magnifying glass. He spent more than a year researching, but he didn't find it. That only shows that Fang Zheng is deceiving him.

Fang Zheng has a long mind and learned to cheat.

Ning Bo is angry. Fang Zheng goes to school abroad. There is no studio or gallery in Beijing. Xiao Bai has a boyfriend to support him. He is still a little afraid of Xu Haodong. Xu Haodong is so fierce that he is not good at it. Ning Bo has to hold back.

What a good opportunity. Just grab Fang Zheng's painting. There's no need to copy and paste it. It's a lot of trouble. Just change the name and time of the signature.

Fang Zheng's painting was burned in a big fire.

Nimbo's paintings were born.

Set sail again, sweep all messages, master Ning boning, two years of grinding a sword, thick accumulation.

Ning Bo's mouth was filled with a smug smile.

Fang Zheng is really talented. How good is it for him? But it doesn't matter. Fang Zheng is his database.

Fang Zhengcheng must be ambitious when he comes back from his studies. If he wants to open a gallery in Beijing, it will be much easier. The market is constantly stealing. If you bribe the assistant receptionist beside him, you can see Fang Zheng's new paintings and take them for yourself.

A series of five paintings worth eight million. Oh, my God, this price is well managed and hyped. It's more than ten million yuan at the auction.

Ning Bo thinks that he is blessed to come late. Forty years old is the beginning of his transfer. He is absolutely famous and rich.

When I was thinking about it, I felt that something was wrong with the car. The left side of the car deviated. Obviously, I felt that the car body was askew.

Strange, pull over to the side of the car, there is no village in front and no shop behind. It's almost midnight, and there are not many vehicles on the road. When Ning Bo got off the car, he saw that his left front and rear wheels were flat. I'm out of breath.

It shouldn't be. Even if a nail is stuck in a tire, it won't blow out and roll over and flat the tire. Squat down and have a look. A wooden board with the size of a palm is stuck on the tire. Just count the number of nails on the wooden board. The nail cap is very big, and the nail can't be short. This is also the case with the rear tire.

Ning Bo gas of kick a tire, who is so not thing to his tire under the nail board.

There's no way to drive. I'd better call for a trailer and a taxi.

Hearing this, Yuan Hong got out of the car and looked at it.

Ning Bo stood by the car holding his cell phone to make a call.

At this moment, the rear suddenly lights up. A car comes at a high speed. It's so fast that nimbo's eyes can't be opened because of the headlights. He reaches out to block his eyes. He hears the car roaring like an angry Beast and rushes over. He realizes that things are not good and turns around to run.

A car rushed out in front of him and roared at him.

In the blink of an eye, the two cars came near, and Ning Bo tried to distinguish who was driving. It was too late. I heard the wind behind my ears, a bang, a heavy stick on my head, "ah..."

Yuan Hong's exclamation didn't come out, and he also got a stick on his head!

Ning Bo and Yuan Hong both fell to the ground with their eyes turned.

The car suddenly stops at one side. As soon as the door opens, Xu Haodong and Erhai hold each other's head and hold each other's feet. Then they throw Ningbo into the car and Yuan Hong into another car.

Before and after less than a minute, only the roadside stopped a car with a broken tire.

Xu Haodong tied Ning Bo firmly and put a black cloth bag on Ning Bo's head.

"Xiaobai, stop by the container car in front of you and drive on, so as not to involve you." "I don't want to go. I want to watch you take revenge on Fang."

"You are all artists. Artists should not worry about this. In my daughter-in-law's words, the eyes of artists find beauty, not dirt."

Xu Haodong smiles and kicks Ningbo.

"Son of a bitch."

"It's a good move to strike a blow from the east to the West!"

Xiaobai thinks it's a good job. The agent's car drives past first, and his car follows quietly. The agent sees that Ningbo's car has stopped in the rear mirror and tells Xu Haodong. Xu Haodong quietly carrying a stick with two sea out of the car, along the road under the roadbed quietly close.

When he got to the position, he sent a message of action to Xiaobai.

Xiaobai, a little counsellor, may be very angry this time. Step on the gas pedal to the end. If you think about Xu Haodong's words, you'll rush to kill him. But it's a bluff, not a real one! Create a oppressive atmosphere with my agent, and Erhai and I come from behind.

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