Showdown, I'm actually a dog owner.

Chapter 35 The Vulgar Gift

At this time, many people were asking about Du Peichen's background, but when they found out that he was from Rongshi, many people lost interest.

Some even scoffed at it. In their eyes, Du Peichen was just an upstart in the countryside.

Just as the sky was getting dark and Du Peichen was very bored, two middle-aged men walked out with an elderly man.

The old man is very thin and has white hair, but the old man's eyes are piercing.

"This is the head of the Ye family, Ye Zhiqiu's grandfather Ye Shichang." Tang Lingxuan reminded Du Peichen.

Du Peichen opened the eyes of nothingness and looked, and Ye Lao's stomach has already appeared, which is an early stage of gastric cancer.

Just as Mr. Ye sat down, everyone in Nancheng shouted at the same time, except for Du Peichen and the others: "Happy birthday, Mr. Ye, blessed as Donghai and Shoubi Nanshan."

Ye Lao looked at everyone with a smile, "Thank you for visiting me, old man, in your busy schedule."

At this time, the people who arrived at Ye's house had already started to send their gifts.

Then came the guests who came from outside, and they began to present gifts to each other.

There are countless beautiful jade antique calligraphy and paintings.

Du Peichen touched the red envelope in his pocket, which contained a bank card with 1000 million in it.

This gift is not light, but now Du Peichen feels vulgar.

But the birthday parties I attended before were all red envelopes.

I know everyone here gives gifts, but I didn’t know what Mr. Ye liked when I first came here.

At this time, Du Peichen noticed that the man who had just killed him was looking at him with a sarcastic expression.

"Who is Tang Lingxuan?"

Tang Lingxuan followed Du Peichen's gaze, "This is He Zifeng, the eldest son of the five major families in the capital. He has always liked Ye Zhiqiu and plans to propose marriage to the Ye family this year."

"Ye Zhiqiu agreed?" Du Peichen asked in a low voice.

"Can this kind of family marriage be decided by oneself?"

Hearing Tang Lingxuan's words, Du Peichen was sure that he had fallen for Ye Zhiqiu's trick.

"The four big families and the other three?"

"The Ye family, the Duanmu family, the Chu family and our Tang family."

Just after Du Peichen finished asking Tang Lingxuan, He Zifeng pouted at the man next to him who was mocking Du Peichen outside the door just now.

The man walked three meters away from Du Peichen and said, "This young man, it's your turn to give a gift."

Du Peichen really wanted to give this shit a slap in the face, it's none of your business whether I give you gifts or not.

"My gift is special, and now is not the time to take it out."

He Zifeng smiled, "Then I will make way for my brother first."

He Zifeng came to Ye Lao and opened a painting.

"Old Ye, this is Wu Daozi's Chanting Bamboo, I bought it for you!"

"Xiao Feng, thank you, you are considerate!"

Du Peichen looked at it with his eyes of nothingness and said with a smile: "It's ridiculous to take a fake and say it's authentic!"

He Zifeng looked back at Du Peichen and said angrily, "Why do you say it's fake? Mr. Liu, the curator of the National Museum, has seen it. How dare you say it's fake? What's your intention?"

After He Zifeng finished speaking, the people around him started pointing at Du Peichen.

"That's right. I've seen this picture and it's undoubtedly the real one. Why do you say it's a fake?" An old man with eyes stood up and looked at Du Peichen and asked.

"Then Mr. Liu, why do you say that it is the real work?"

Old Liu replied with a proud face: "With its paper, seal and pen strength..."

"Does Old Liu know about Qi Han?"

Old Liu stroked his white beard and said, "Qi Han, the late Tang Dynasty specialized in imitating Wu Daozi's paintings, known as Qi Liu!"

Speaking of which, Mr. Liu stared at Du Peichen in shock, "You mean this painting was painted by Qi Liu?"

Du Peichen nodded.

"That's not right, although Qi Liu can imitate Wu Daozi in a false way, but he will always leave his own secret sign! There is no such thing in this painting!"

Du Peichen stepped forward and pointed to the upper right corner of the painting and asked, "Old Liu, what are these bamboo leaves?"

Mr. Liu glanced at it and said, "The character Qi in cursive script."

"How many bamboos are there in the painting?" Du Peichen asked again.

"Six!"

After Mr. Liu finished answering, he looked at Du Peichen incredulously, "Young people are awesome, I didn't expect that I would sometimes go wrong!"

"Don't worry about Mr. Liu, I just discovered this by accident."

Mr. Liu looked at Du Peichen with a face full of relief. There are not many young people who are so knowledgeable and low-key nowadays.

If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, Liu Lao really wanted to have a good communication with Du Peichen.

The people on the sidelines were discussing in low voices.

"I didn't expect He Zifeng to fool Mr. Ye with fakes."

"He Zifeng was also deceived."

"How do you know he didn't mean it?"

......

He Zifeng gritted his teeth and looked at Du Peichen, but Du Peichen ignored him at all.

Du Peichen looked at Elder Ye again and said, "Old Ye, I found out that your stomach is not good. After I found the ingredients, I prepared the medicine for you to ensure that your appetite will be opened. Don't worry, it won't take three years."

Du Peichen planned to give Ye Lao a descaling pill, but not now, he had to make the Ye family think that the medicine was not easy to come by.

In this way, the favor owed by the Ye family to him will be heavy.

Mr. Ye turned back to look at his son. They both shook their heads and looked at Du Peichen in shock.

No one told Mr. Ye that he had cancer, only the three father and son knew about it.

Moreover, Du Peichen also said that it would not take three years, and the answer given by the doctor at that time was that he could only live for three years at most.

"Thank you little brother, your Qingye family has recorded it." A man in his fifties in a Chinese tunic said solemnly.

The people around were puzzled, how could the Ye family owe this kid a favor.

There is also Du Peichen who is envious. You must know that the Ye family's favor is worth thousands of gold.

Ye Zhiqiu stepped forward and took Du Peichen's arm and said to the man in the Chinese tunic suit.

"Dad, don't be polite to him, he is your future son-in-law!"

When Du Peichen heard Ye Zhiqiu's words, cold sweat broke out on his head. This bitch is trying to kill herself.

Du Peichen quickly took her hand out of Ye Zhiqiu's arms and said, "Ye Zhiqiu, I already have a girlfriend. It's not sweet to force her."

Ye Zhiqiu pouted and looked at Du Peichen, "Who says it's not sweet anymore, besides, whether it's sweet or not is none of my business, what I want is the feeling of twisting melons.

Du Peichen, you just follow my master, An Ruolin won't be angry. "

Du Peichen didn't expect Ye Zhiqiu to know about himself and An Ruolin.

It seemed that An Ruolin had told her about her coming to Beijing.

Although Du Peichen had been rejecting Ye Zhiqiu, in He Zifeng's eyes, the two were just flirting.

Du Peichen turned around to leave, but Ye Zhiqiu said behind her back, "I am willing to be your Miss Zhao Si."

Turning around, Du Peichen looked at Ye Zhiqiu with a smile.

"Unfortunately, I'm not King Dongbei."

Ye Zhiqiu would rather be someone else's lover than herself, which completely angered He Zifeng.

Such a silly boy around He Zifeng,
(End of this chapter)