Lord Qin's little masterpiece is reborn

Mu Dongyuan stopped the car all at once.

"what is the problem?"

Ye Weiwei stared at the phone without looking up, "I said it's a small problem, why are you so nervous? For the sake of the consultation fee, as long as they do what I say, there will be no problem."

Mu Dongyuan: ...

You look like someone short of that fee?

Anyone you know for a few days can lose a pocket of money, as well as a black card in your wallet!

Besides, compared with money, it's obvious that the Sun family's favor is more sincere, right?But she was surrounded by Qin Xiao, so she didn't seem to like that kind of favor either!

"Why, you don't believe me?"

"How is that possible!" Mu Dongyuan denied it without even thinking about it, "I just think it would be aggrieved if that kid just disappeared like this."

"Caring so much about him? I thought you two had a normal relationship before."

Mu Dongyuan scratched his head in embarrassment, "It's not because I'm afraid that you won't be able to refuse and feel embarrassed." Seven

Ye Weiwei raised her head and gave Mu Dongyuan a white look, "You think too much."

Mu Dongyuan felt a stab in his heart, and decided that he would not talk to Ye Weiwei again on the way to send Ye Weiwei to the art exhibition.

"Sister Song, your Weiwei is really getting more and more juicy."

As soon as Ye Weiwei entered the painting exhibition hall, she was pulled and praised by Mrs. Liu.

Song Qiang smiled shyly, "Sister Liu, stop praising her, if you do, you'll lose your temper."

"Haha, it's just a matter of floating, why don't we drag it down below! What are you afraid of!"

Ye Weiwei: "Aunt Liu, my mother can't wait to see the paintings. You don't know, since you asked her to see the art exhibition, she has been so happy! She is counting the days every day, and she has been looking forward to it."

"I'm really happy to meet an expert like your mother!" Mrs. Liu smiled from ear to ear.

A group of people talked and laughed and started to admire the painting.

The scale of this art exhibition is very large, with four or five exhibition halls, including Chinese and foreign masterpieces.

The gallery also specially invited several connoisseurs to sit in the town and set aside a space to help identify the authenticity for free. There will also be an auction in the evening, and some paintings will be auctioned.

"I told you that this painting of yours is a fake. Why don't you give up? No matter how many times you look at it, the fake is still a fake! Go fast, don't get in the way of others!"

"Just take a closer look, this painting of mine is really the real one! I bought it for hundreds of thousands. If it wasn't for the lack of money at home, I wouldn't be willing to sell it!"

"Wei Youcai, hurry up and get rid of it. Who doesn't know about your family's mess? Are you trying to deceive people with a fake and sell it to pay off your gambling debt?"

"You are talking nonsense! I am the real one!"

"What are you talking about with a gambler? Let the security guards throw him out! It's so courageous to trick someone into coming here!"

"..."

Two security guards came up to support Wei Youcai and dragged him outside.

"Hey, why are you doing this! Are you still unreasonable? My painting!"

While struggling, Wei Youcai dropped the painting in his hand to the ground.

Ye Weiwei, who was looking here, froze slightly when she saw the painting.

She stepped forward to pick up the painting and unfold it.

"Hey... you little girl, what are you doing! Don't damage the painting for me, this is the real one, you can afford it if you damage it!"

Wei Youcai stepped forward to grab the painting and rolled it up.

Ye Weiwei shrugged, "Maybe it's true."

"What maybe? I'm telling the truth!" Wei Youcai was annoyed at being chased away, and gave Ye Weiwei a serious look.

"Little girl, don't be fooled by him. The experts just said that this is a fake."

Some people didn't like Wei Youcai, fearing that Ye Weiwei would be fooled, they said hastily.

"What's the matter with you!" Wei Youcai gave him a blank look in anger.

Ye Weiwei: "Thank you. I just find this painting very pleasing to the eye. Let's take a closer look."

Wei Youcai's eyes lit up, and he showed his big white teeth at Ye Weiwei, "Little girl, are you interested in this painting? Let me tell you, my painting is the real thing, I really won't lie to you! Back then, my grandpa bought this painting with flowers. I paid more than 30, if you like it, I will sell you 300 million!"

"Wei Youcai, enough is enough for you! You bought it for 30 and sold it for 300 million, and it's still a fake. You really have a dark heart."

Some onlookers couldn't bear the fact that a beautiful girl like Ye Weiwei was being cheated, so they spoke up.

Wei Youcai stiffened his neck, "How can it be the same? Can the 20 yuan 30 years ago be compared with the current money? If I was not in a hurry to spend money, I wouldn't sell 3000 million yuan!"

"You blow it!"

There was a booing from the crowd.

Ye Weiwei: "I don't have 300 million, 30 can be bought for fun."

"Weiwei!" Song Qiang hurriedly stopped her daughter, "Don't mess around."

Spend 30 yuan to buy a fake, do you have the money to spend?

"Mom, 30 can be considered, just a few days ago I took back 30 pocket money."

Song Qiang was angry: "Then you can't throw the money into the water! Isn't 30 money?"

Mrs. Liu also persuaded: "Weiwei, let's look at other paintings. There are so many paintings here, and we will definitely find something that catches your eye."

"Okay, then I'll look at other things." Although Ye Weiwei was reluctant, she listened to the persuasion and left with Song Qiang and Mrs. Liu.

Wei Youcai looked at Ye Weiwei's back, his eyes flashed.

After walking around with Song Qiang and Mrs. Liu in the exhibition hall for several hours, Ye Weiwei went to buy drinks during the break, but was stopped by Wei Youcai who was waiting there as soon as she went out.

"Little beauty, do you still want that painting? Let me tell you, mine is really authentic."

Ye Weiwei dodged her eyes, "My mother won't let me buy it, and the experts say it's a fake, a fake."

"Don't listen to those experts' nonsense, let me tell you, if you buy this painting back and keep it for collection, it will definitely increase in value and make a lot of money in the future."

Ye Weiwei showed some hesitation: "Then I will give you 3 yuan at most."

Wei Youcai: ...

Want to vomit blood!

"It wasn't 30 that was promised, how could it be 3 in just a while?"

Ye Weiwei frowned, "But you are a fake. My mother said it was worth 3000 yuan at most, and I paid more than 3 yuan."

Wei Youcai felt tired.

He thought this little girl was easy to cheat, but who knew it was so difficult.

Seeing the two women who were with Ye Weiwei in the shop looking out, Wei Youcai was afraid that the deal would go wrong, so he gritted his teeth and said, "3 yuan is impossible, at least 15 yuan! If you think it's suitable, we will make a deal."

Ye Weiwei was dissatisfied, "No, it's only [-], if you don't sell it, forget it!"

After finishing speaking, she pushed Wei Youcai away and was about to go to the coffee shop opposite.

Wei Youcai hurriedly pulled him back, "All right, thirty thousand is thirty thousand!"

Ye Weiwei hesitated for a moment, feeling that she was hasty, "Then, let me take a look at the painting first."

"Go to the bank over there! Look around as you walk, so that you can withdraw money conveniently."

"Ok."

There are a lot of people queuing up at the bank, and it has been half an hour since the money was withdrawn and the transaction was completed.

Wei Youcai was just about to leave when Ye Weiwei said to the lobby manager, "I want to apply for a bank safe to store my paintings."

He staggered, glanced at Ye Weiwei and cursed inwardly, what a fool!

A counterfeit is still in the bank safe, not enough for the rent.