The richest man Yang Fei

Fu Heng hesitated to speak.

Yang Fei said: "You and I are old acquaintances, if you have any difficulties, you can tell me, you are welcome."

Fu Heng smiled wryly and said, "Mr. Yang, don't you ask this question knowingly? How can there be any eggs under the overturned nest?"

"What do you mean?" Yang Fei vaguely thought of something in his heart, and his face was shocked.

Fu Heng shook his head and said, "The Chen family has sold a lot of their domestic properties, and many of the antiques they have collected through hard work have also been sold. The Chen family's domestic properties and investment have shrunk by seven or eight. , have nothing to do, and now I am at home."

Yang Fei's heart hurt like a knife.

The Chen family did this to help Yang Fei!

In other words, it was to help Yang Fei defeat the Gao family!

The Gao family did not collapse, but the Chen family did!

No wonder Chen Ruoling left without saying goodbye. It turned out that the trauma suffered by her family far exceeded Yang Fei's estimate!

I didn't expect the Gao family to be so powerful!

Li Han's meaningful words suddenly flashed in Yang Fei's mind.

She said that Su Tong is worthy of Yang Fei who was eight years ago.

Chen Ruoling is worthy of Yang Fei from three years ago.

As for Yang Fei's present and future, only Li Juan is worthy of it.

Unless Yang Fei doesn't care about the future of Meili Group!

Yang Fei sighed and sighed, "Old Fu, what are you doing now?"

Fu Hengdao: "I have nothing to do, so I ran around the rivers and lakes. No, someone here in Shanghai invited me to come over and palm some things, and I ran over."

"Where's Fu Ying? Is she okay?" Yang Fei asked.

"She is also in Shanghai, and she keeps talking about you!"

"Since you are here, why don't you come to me to talk about the past?"

"Don't dare to disturb Mr. Yang."

"Then you are out of sight. You see, whenever I have something to do, the first thing I think of is you. I'm not out of sight at all."

"It's good to see nothing."

After exchanging pleasantries, Yang Fei took out two things from Hu Xuanlin and handed them to Fu Heng.

Fu Heng put on his reading glasses, took out a pair of thin gloves and put them on, then picked them up, looked at them carefully, and asked after a long time, "Where did this come from?"

Yang Fei asked: "Tell me, how is this product?"

Fu Heng looked again, then took off his glasses, and said slowly: "This is an old imitation."

Yang Fei said: "What is Lao Fang?"

Fu Hengdao: "This product, it's not very evil, and it doesn't have a stealthy look. At first glance, I thought it was a pretty product. If you look carefully, you can see the way it is. It was imitated by a master craftsman before the Republic of China. Antiques!"

"An imitation before the Republic of China? Is that a fake?"

"Anyway, I see, it's not true. You can't buy it, right? Antiques, if you want to find a leak, it's really hard, and you can't get cheap."

Yang Fei sneered, glared at Hu Xuanlin next to him, and said: "A friend brought it, and I don't know how to do it, so please come over and palm the eye."

"You haven't paid yet, have you? Just don't pay."

"Thank you, Mr. Fu."

Hu Xuanlin had already put on his clothes. The clothes belonged to sailors, and they looked nondescript on him.

When he heard Fu Heng's comment, he was frightened out of his wits.

Yang Fei told the mouse, "Throw Hu Xuanlin into the water! Take off his clothes first!"

The mouse suddenly agreed, and said to Hu Xuanlin, "Mr. Hu, please!"

"Mr. Yang, please forgive me!" Hu Xuanlin's body softened and he knelt down.

Yang Fei said coldly: "Forgive me? I didn't say I would kill you! Aren't you good at swimming? Where did you come from? Go back to where you are!"

Hu Xuanlin kowtowed again and again: "Mr. Yang, I'm sorry, I was wrong. I can't help it!"

Yang Fei sneered: "Hu Xuanlin, you are so courageous! I really underestimated you! Tell me, why did you come to trick me?"

Hu Xuanlin said with a bitter face, "Because of poverty."

"poverty?"

"No money."

"You have no money, so you come to lie to me? You bully me for not understanding classics, right? You spend your days drinking and drinking, and you will have no money? You are clearly deceiving people too much! Mouse, throw him down!"

"Mr. Yang! Forgive me!" Hu Xuanlin was lying on the ground like mud, yelling for mercy.

The rat dragged him outside like a garbage bag.

Yang Fei didn't even look at him.

"Mr. Yang, Mr. Yang"

"He brought the goods?" Fu Heng asked with a smile.

"Yes, that's him." Yang Fei shook his head and sighed, "It's a good thing you're in Shanghai, otherwise I'd suffer a lot."

Fu Heng said: "Is he an antique dealer?"

"Just a charlatan!" Yang Fei characterized Hu Xuanlin.

"Hahaha!"

"Mr. Fu, I want to ask you to do something for me."

"Mr. Yang, you are joking. Mr. Fu doesn't understand economics, let alone daily chemicals!"

Yang Fei said: "I have a piece of land in the southern provincial capital, and I want to use it to build a museum, but due to various reasons, I haven't been able to build it. I'm also busy, and I don't have time or energy to run this matter. If Mr. Fu is willing to come If you help me, then I will put the building of the museum on the agenda."

Fu Heng did not immediately agree, but asked, "Mr. Yang, why did you build a museum? You are not in the antique industry."