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If it was just like this, Ying Xiangqiang wouldn't be so angry. The gifts bumped into each other. Anyway, he was confident that the God of Wealth statue that Ying Feihong spent two million to buy was definitely better than Zhou Yi's.

Just as Ying Xiangqiang sat down, he received a text message from Qian Xingwen with a lot of content.

The general meaning is that Young Master Ying Feihong found him and was sent to the hospital by Zhou Yi. The God of Wealth statue he bought was also robbed by Zhou Yi.

It also included a photo of Ying Feihong’s injury.

Regardless of whether it was true or not that the God of Wealth Statue was robbed, just seeing his son's miserable injured appearance made Ying Xiangqiang furious, clenched his fists, and stood up again.

Here, Ying Rulong looked at it for a while and put the precious God of Wealth statue together with Master Fengyun's appraisal certificate into the box.

"The children are so thoughtful, you should express your gratitude." Wei Lin on the side said softly.

Ying Rulong nodded, then looked at Ying Qisi's family: "Not bad, I like your gifts very much."

"You live in Tianyang. It will be inconvenient to give you a car and a house, so I will reward you with five million."

Whoa!

There were bursts of exclamations at the scene, and many people showed envious looks. Although five million is not a lot compared to the size of the Ying family, it is not small either. It is extremely rich for the collateral family, and Ying Rulong said that the reward was five million, which means that the value of the God of Wealth Statue probably does not exceed two million.

This deal is so worth it!

Ying Qisi also smiled and was about to thank her father. Before she could speak, she heard an extremely unhappy voice.

"Wait a minute, I have something to say!"

Only then did everyone realize that Ying Xiangqiang had stood up at some point, his face gloomy and extremely ugly.

Ying Rulong frowned: "What's the matter?"

Ying Xiangqiang took a deep breath and endured the overwhelming anger and said: "Father, the statue of the God of Wealth that Zhou Yi just gave you was actually bought by my son Feihong as a gift to you, but he snatched it away!"

"He also brutally beat Feihong into the hospital!"

Whoa!

what! ?

Did Ying Feihong buy the God of Wealth statue?

Zhou Yi snatched it?

Ying Feihong was also admitted to the hospital?

Ying Xiangqiang's words immediately caused an uproar, and many people were shocked and stunned in disbelief.

Because everything Ying Xiangqiang said was against the rules, Zhou Yi snatched Ying Feihong's things? Also sent Ying Feihong to the hospital?

Normally it's the other way around.

Ying Qisi's face darkened, and she said coldly: "Don't slander others, you must speak with evidence!"

Ying Xiangqiang said without giving in: "For my father's birthday gift, I gave Feihong two million to prepare it. Yesterday Feihong told me that the birthday gift he bought was a statue of the God of Wealth, and it had an appraisal certificate from Master Fengyun. Now I My son was admitted to the hospital, but your birthday gift is exactly the same as Feihong described, even the appraisal certificate from Master Fengyun, is there such a coincidence in the world?"

When everyone heard this, they all showed expressions of sudden realization.

There was a lot of discussion:

"What the uncle said is probably true, because since this statue of the God of Wealth is genuine, it must be worth a lot of money when purchased. Does my aunt's family have the money to buy it? All the birthday gifts I gave before are worthless, why do I suddenly give such one this year? Where are the valuable things?”

"Yes, my aunt's family has no money at all, and there is no need for my uncle to lie about this matter. Although Zhou Yi, a loser, actually sent Brother Feihong to the hospital, this is unbelievable."

"Maybe I hired help. With this good-for-nothing's body, he definitely can't beat Brother Feihong. How despicable!"

Seeing the increasingly noisy situation, Ying Rulong's face darkened, he patted the table and said in a deep voice, "Quiet!"

The scene suddenly became quiet. Ying Rulong looked at Ying Xiangqiang and asked, "What's going on? Tell me clearly!"

Ying Xiangqiang told the content of the text message sent to him by Butler Qian, describing Ying Feihong as a victim, and showed the hospital photos to Ying Rulong to see in person.

Seeing his cherished grandson in such an injured state, the fierceness in Ying Rulong's eyes became more intense, and he looked at Zhou Yi:

"I need an explanation. Let me remind you that if you dissatisfy me, the consequences will be very serious."

Ying Qisi said: "Father, this matter..."

Before she finished speaking, she heard Ying Rulong's voice, which was like a Hong Zhong Dalu's voice: "Shut up, it's not your turn to speak yet."

Ying Rulong's voice was very loud, and his serious face was so shocking that Ying Qisi immediately fell silent.

Many people in the whole scene had fear on their faces. They all knew that Ying Rulong was really angry and Zhou Yi was finished.

However, Ying Rulong, who was very intimidating in the eyes of others, made Zhou Yi feel like he wanted to laugh. Who was he trying to scare?

"Excuse me?" Zhou Yi said calmly: "Explain how my respected uncle slandered me, or how my respected cousin Feihong blocked my way with bodyguards?"

Ying Rulong had no expression on his face and said coldly: "Speak clearly."

Zhou Yi looked at Ying Xiangqiang and said, "Uncle, you said that my God of Wealth statue was robbed of Ying Feihong. Do you have any evidence?"

Ying Xiangqiang said: "As I said just now, Feihong told me yesterday that the gift he bought was a statue of the God of Wealth, and it had an appraisal certificate from Master Fengyun. Feihong cannot lie about this."

Zhou Yi chuckled and said: "It's impossible for Feihong to lie? Then I can only say that you don't understand your son yet."

"In that case, let me restore the true situation. Yesterday when I was buying a birthday gift for my grandpa in Qinghulu Antique Street, I did meet Feihong's cousin, and he did spend [-] million to buy a statue of the God of Wealth. , and went to Master Fengyun for appraisal."

Having said this, the expressions of many people at the scene changed slightly. Two million and three hundred thousand yuan, Ying Feihong is really a generous person.

"Unfortunately, after Master Fengyun's appraisal, the statue of the God of Wealth bought by Feihong's cousin is fake."

The uproar at the scene started again.

Ying Rulong narrowed his eyes. Although two million and three hundred thousand was nothing to him, buying a fake was something he couldn't tolerate.

Ying Feihong's behavior is pure prodigal!

Ying Xiangqiang was already shaken in his heart, but he still said solemnly: "How do I know whether what you said is true or false?"

Zhou Yi replied: "My wife Luo Ning went with me. If you don't believe us, the owner of the antique shop in Qinghulu Antique Street can testify, and Master Fengyun can also testify."

"If you really don't believe me, uncle, you can go to Qinghulu Street and ask. I can give you the specific address. And since cousin Feihong didn't show you the statue of the God of Wealth he bought, then I can be bold. Guess, the God of Wealth statue might be in a trash can in Qinghulu Antique Street."

"Two million and three hundred thousand yuan was thrown directly into the trash can. I have to say that cousin Feihong is really wealthy!"

When everyone heard this, they all opened their mouths in shock. If what Zhou Yi said was true, Ying Feihong was really a prodigal, and Ying Rulong hated this kind of behavior the most!

Ying Xiangqiang realized that something was wrong. He had been defeated by Zhou Yi, and he quickly said: "Even if Feihong lied about the God of Wealth Statue, you didn't lose anything. But it is a fact that Feihong was sent to the hospital by you." Well, what else do you want to quibble with!"

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