Don't panic, I'm good at picking up leaks!

Chapter 245 You Will Be Caught Wherever You Flee
When Qin Fei turned his head, he saw three people standing at the door of Ting Yu Zhai.

He didn't know the person who spoke, but he was familiar with the other two people, one was Mr. Zhou and Zhou Ningxue.

Zhou Ningxue saw Tan Fei turn around, trotted two steps, and hugged Tan Fei's arm, "Brother Qin Fei, why didn't you invite me to visit this antique shop?"

Although Zhou Ningxue was not too old and her body was smiling, the areas that should have developed were well developed. Qin Fei was hugged like this, and the touch from his arms made his ears turn red.

What's more, there were people he didn't know, so he pulled his arm out of Zhou Ningxue's arms, and greeted Mr. Zhou first, "Mr. Zhou."

Then he looked at the person who said he wanted to buy a painting just now and said, "You know my master, so you are..."

Zhou Jidao introduced with a smile, "This is Mr. Wang, and he is also an old friend of your master."

Qin Fei hurried up to say hello, "Hello, Mr. Wang, please come to the store and have a seat."

Then he turned and looked at Xiaowei, "Go and make a pot of good tea."

Before Xiaowei turned around to do it, Mr. Wang looked at the water basin in the center of the earth and said, "You don't need to drink tea. I want to collect a pair of calligraphy and paintings. Mr. Zhou said that Zhuo Chenguang's apprentice opened an antique shop. store, we’re coming over.”

"It's also a coincidence that I came just in time for you to collect things. Can you give me this "Dahetian Thangka of Nepal School in the Second Year of Longshuo, Emperor Gaozong of Tang Dynasty"?"

Qin Fei smiled and said, "Ting Yuzhai is open for business, which is to buy and sell antiques, of course I can sell them to you."

Mr. Wang walked around the calligraphy and painting with his hands behind his back, "Just now I heard you say that the minimum valuation of this painting is 2000 million, so I'll give you 2000 million, which can be regarded as relying on the old to sell the old."

Qin Fei immediately waved his hand, "Mr. Wang, you are an old friend of my master, and Mr. Zhou personally invited you here. How can I sell it to you at the market price? You can just give 500 million."

After listening to Qin Fei's words, Zhou Jidao was naturally happy because he had face. He glanced at Zhou Ningxue first and said what he was thinking, "Qin Fei is three years older than you, but he is more than ten years older than you in speaking and doing things. You Every day Brother Qin Fei, Brother Qin Fei screams, but I should imitate him a little bit."

After speaking, he looked at Qin Fei and said, "Your intentions are good, but Mr. Wang is not someone who is short of money. You have lost 500 million, and Zhuo Chenguang wants to argue with me."

Qin Fei hurriedly continued, "I just received this painting. It only cost 800 million yuan, and I made 700 million yuan by reselling it. It's good that Master doesn't think I'm unscrupulous. Don't raise the price any more."

Seeing the sincerity of what Qin Fei said, Zhou Jidao and Mr. Wang no longer entangled. They just felt from the bottom of their hearts that this young man, Qin Fei, was affectionate and righteous, and he must have a bright future.

After the price was set, Mr. Wang was about to transfer the money, but found that he didn't bring the check with him, so he beckoned his driver to pick it up in the car.

Not long after the driver left the gate of Ting Yuzhai, a group of aggressive men suddenly came to the gate, some with sticks and some with knives.

When they got to the door, they smashed the camera above Ting Yuzhai's door with a "bang" indiscriminately.

In this room, there are two old people and a girl. Although Li Sheng is mature, he is still a student.

This sudden wave of operations startled everyone in the room.

The camera was broken, and after beating the crowd, a person came out. It was none other than the man in a Chinese tunic suit who had just sold the "Thangka of the Great Black Heaven Thangka of Nepal School in the Second Year of Long Shuo, Emperor Gaozong of Tang Dynasty" in Ting Yuzhai.

The man walked forward to the center of the earth, and the people behind him all followed Ting Yuzhai.

There were twenty people, and after they all entered the room, the person at the back closed the door of Ting Yuzhai with a bang.

This is to come prepared to prevent the situation inside from being seen by the outside.

The man in the Chinese tunic suit bared his teeth and smiled, "The one who can pluck the hair from my Liao San's hand has not yet been born."

"Boy, while I'm in a good mood now, give me back the pair of "Dahetian thangka sent by Nepal in the second year of Longshuo, Emperor Gaozong of Tang Dynasty" just now, and I can return 800 million to you. If it's too late, I'll make me angry , not at all."

Before Qin Fei could speak, the young and energetic Li Sheng quit, "I think you are tired of living a good life, and you want to enter the game and try corn bread, right?"

After speaking, he took out the phone again.

However, before the call was dialed, a short knife flew over and hit the back of Li Sheng's hand. The phone fell to the ground, and the screen was smashed into pieces.

If Li Sheng hadn't dodged in time, the knife might have stuck in his foot.

Li Sheng was so frightened that his heart was beating non-stop. He patted his chest, blushed and his neck was thick, "What are you doing?!"

Liao San smiled, "What are you doing? Do you think I brought so many people here as a display? I want you to recruit people from the police station? It's a whimsical idea. When he returns the calligraphy and painting, you can call whoever you like .”

These words made Li Sheng fall backwards in anger, but it really made him speechless.

Liao San suddenly withdrew the smile on his face, looked at Qin Fei, "Don't smear the ink, don't play any tricks, quickly bring the painting, I don't say anything, return the money and leave, if you dare to make any crooked thoughts, be careful I smashed your shop and made you lose your wife and soldiers."

Qin Fei was calm. He continued to shake the painting in his hand back and forth and said, "This painting shows water, and it is being restored to the superficial "The Letter to the Holy Mother of Lin Tang Huaisu". It might take forever. That’s not worth even 8 yuan.”

Liao San followed Qin Fei's voice and saw that the part of the painting that was really dried up had been transformed into the first half of "The Piece of Our Lady of Lin Tang Huaisu", while the lower part was not completely dry due to water seepage. It is still a remnant of the Thangka of the Great Black Heaven Thangka of the Nepal School in the Second Year of Longshuo, Emperor Gaozong of Tang Dynasty.

He licked his face and took the risk to do such a thing, not just for money. He heard that the painting might be spent forever and lose its value, so he didn't dare to take it lightly.

Feeling anxious, his eyes widened subconsciously, staring at Qin Fei and asking, "How long will it take to dry?"

Qin Fei said with a smile or not, "If it's all done, it will take more than half an hour."

Liao San pulled Li Sheng who was closest to him, and a dagger popped out of his sleeve and touched Li Sheng's neck, saying fiercely, "Don't play tricks on me, be careful, I will let him go first!" Blood."

Li Sheng was so frightened that he paid homage, but gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Qin Fei chuckled, "Even if you kill him now, the painting should be done in half an hour or it should be done in half an hour. I know what kind of doctrine you are playing. If you took the painting and painted Yucheng, it is worth 2000 million yuan." gone."

"Don't blame me for not warning you. You may be able to hide in troubled waters for a while in economic cases, but if you really hurt someone's life, you will be caught wherever you go."

(End of this chapter)