The richest man Yang Fei

Could it be that this painting really has some secrets?

"Miss Luo, why do you have to buy this painting back?" Yang Fei said, "Is there any secret in this painting?"

"Secret? What kind of secret can a painting have?" Luo Yuxi laughed, "If it weren't for the people from my grandmother's side who wanted to buy it back and hang it in the ancestral hall, I would really be reluctant to buy a painting for 200 million yuan."

What she said made sense.

In the family ancestral hall, hanging some portraits, paintings, and achievements of the ancestors will help to enhance the reputation and morale of the entire family, and it will also let the descendants of the family know where they came from, and feel honored and proud of their family.

Yang Fei said: "Hehe, that's how it is."

Luo Yuxi said: "Isn't that right! Mr. Yang, if you are willing to part with me and sell the painting to me, I will definitely repay you well."

Yang Fei said: "Please allow me to think about it."

Luo Yuxi didn't want to appear too eager, so she said, "Okay, Mr. Yang, the price is negotiable. I'll contact you in two days. If Mr. Yang has any ideas, you can also call me. Excuse me, I wish you success in your work , the wealth is abundant.”

Yang Fei hung up the phone, thinking about Luo Yuxi's words, the more he thought about it, the more suspicious he became.

He invited Fu Heng over.

Fu Heng hasn't returned to Beijing yet, but will be here soon.

Yang Fei took out the picture of a lady again and spread it out on his big desk.

Fu Heng smiled and said: "Boss, it seems that you really like this painting, and you want to appreciate it again today?"

Yang Fei said: "Old Fu, I always feel that this painting is weird! Please help me take a look!"

Fu Heng said: "This? Boss, why do you think it's weird?"

Yang Fei said: "You still remember that Miss Luo yesterday?"

"Oh, of course I do."

"She just called me again and said that she is willing to pay 200 million to buy this painting back."

"200 million!" Fu Heng lost his composure.

Yang Fei, what kind of luck is this?

Can earn more than 100 million in a blink of an eye?

This leak is too big, right?

Yesterday the stone turned into jade, today this painting will earn more than 100 million?

Fu Heng has been immersed in this way for decades, although he has picked up leaks before, but he didn't expect Yang Fei to pick up leaks so quickly and as much!

"Boss, they are willing to pay 200 million. It can be seen that they are very sincere. The beauty of a gentleman, why don't you give them this painting? Isn't it good that you have made money and become a good person?"

Yang Fei shook his head and said, "The more anxious they are, the more they can offer a high price, the more I think there is something wrong with this painting."

Fu Heng couldn't help but smile, thinking that Yang Fei's idea was very strange, ordinary people would think so!It's all about making money!

Yang Fei said: "Old Fu, palm your eyes again."

Fu Heng nodded, and carefully read the painting again.

Chinese people regard painting as freehand brushwork, and viewing paintings as reading paintings.

There is a difference of one word, but it is more expressive.

Fu Heng looked at it for a while, paying attention to every detail and rough edge in the painting.

When he saw the signing place, he was suddenly taken aback.

The painting was not hung high, and the signature was relatively low, so he squatted down, studied the painting carefully, and suddenly laughed, "There is indeed a problem!"

Yang Fei said: "Old Fu, what do you see?"

Fu Hengdao: "There is a problem with the signature!"

Yang Fei also squatted down, looked at the inscription, shook his head and said, "My eyesight is stupid, so I can't see anything wrong, Mr. Fu, please clarify."

Fu Heng said: "Boss, can you trust me?"

Yang Fei said: "Of course, I entrust the construction of the museum to you to manage, can I still not trust you?"

Fu Hengdao: "I want to expose this piece, can you authorize me?"

As he spoke, he pointed with his hand at the area where the signature was signed, and said again:

"Boss, I only need to unframe this small piece. It won't destroy the momentum and value of the whole painting."

Yang Fei said: "What's the matter? Even if you expose this painting into two pieces, it's nothing. With Fu Lao's craftsmanship, I believe you can restore it."

Fu Heng said with a smile: "Break it in half, it will definitely not work. But I can still open it to see if there is a secret in the place where the signature is signed."

Yang Fei said: "What tools does Mr. Fu need? I'll ask someone to help you buy them."

Fu Heng said: "This is easy, just give me a glass of water, a brush, and a paper knife."

Yang Fei then told Chen Mo to get her ready.

These things are available in the General Affairs Department of the company.

Chen Mo ordered to go on, and after a while, Yi Dai came over with a brush and a paper knife.

If you have clear water, just use a cup to pick it up.

Yang Fei was very curious, how could Fu Heng reveal the secrets in this painting with such a crude tool?

Chapter 1808 Someone actually did this!

Yang Fei was dazzled and admired by Fu Heng's magical operation.

I saw him wet the inscription with water, and after a few minutes, he took a knife and scratched it lightly.

Yang Fei saw that as Fu Heng raised the knife and dropped it, a small piece of paper fell to the ground!

"Old Fu, what's going on?" Yang Fei was shocked, "Is this a fake painting?"

Fu Heng pointed to the painting and said, "Boss, this is not a fake painting, only the piece of paper is fake. Come and see, the real author of this painting is here."

Yang Fei bent down and took a look. There were two seals on the painting, both engraved in seal characters.