While talking, Boss Zuo despised Huang Xiaolong and hated him very much...

‘Just, you are a little farmer, and you still want to get a bargain? Haha, this IQ... is wasting the goddess next to you!’

"Xiaolong, are you?" Cui Feiyan turned his head and looked at Huang Xiaolong.

"Feiyan, this painting is an authentic one. I bought it for 20,000 yuan. I want to make a lot of money." Huang Xiaolong's expression was very serious.

"The original work?" Boss Zuo and the trashed man screamed in unison.

Both of them knew it well... This is not the authentic one! A fake cliff!

"Enough! Don't make trouble here!" Boss Zuo looked extremely unhappy, "Young man, you are slapping me in the face, do you know? My surname is Zuo, I have been immersed in this life, especially at identifying ancient calligraphy and paintings. I have clearly given the result, but you insisted that this is the original... You want to tear my desk, right?"

Boss Zuo is authoritative in this industry, at least Binhai. He has already identified that the painting is a fake. Huang Xiaolong jumped out a genuine work, which is questioning him and fighting against him.

"Okay! Young man, you are a person who knows the goods. I will give this bamboo and stone picture of Zheng Banqiao to you." I was so happy to collect the rags.

Just then

"Is there a bamboo and stone picture of Zheng Banqiao here?" A surprise voice came from outside the store.

A middle-aged man with a very rich, red face and well-dressed dressed walked in quickly.

This person is not bad at the moment of being a good person. At first glance, he is a character who is in a high position and gives orders for a long time.

As soon as he entered the store, Cui Feiyan said calmly. "Oh, Boss Miao, such a coincidence?"

"Mr. Cui?" The man also saw Cui Feiyan and said politely. "Hello, hello, Mr. Cui. Brother Cui Dong is still healthy, right?"

"I'm worried about you, my father is still strong." Cui Feiyan smiled politely.

"That's good, that's good." The 'Boss Miao' said politely.

At the same time, Boss Miao also saw Huang Xiaolong standing beside Cui Feiyan. He saw countless people and distinguished his appearance. He immediately discovered that the relationship between Cui Feiyan and Huang Xiaolong did not seem to be simple.

Boss Miao was very surprised, "It's strange. Mr. Cui is a recognized goddess in our Binhai Shopping Mall. Why are you with such a rural child... weird, weird?"

"Mr. Cui, who is this?" Boss Miao couldn't help asking.

"Well, my friend, Huang Xiaolong." Cui Feiyan Luoluo introduced generously.

"Good luck, lucky luck." Boss Miao shook hands politely with Huang Xiaolong and introduced himself, "Feeting Entertainment Company, Miao Feng."

Then, Boss Miao got back to the story and smiled at Boss Zuo. "Old Zuo, do you have a bamboo and stone picture of Zheng Banqiao here?"

"Hahahaha, Boss Miao, do you really believe it? It's fake! I've personally identified it." Boss Zuo smiled.

He knew that this boss Miao was rich and powerful, and was the number one figure in Binhai. He loved collecting, especially his favorite calligraphy and paintings in the Ming and Qing dynasties.

But today, he is destined to disappoint him.

"Here...Boss Miao, take a look." Boss Zuo pointed to the scroll spread out on the table.

"Okay!" Boss Miao took out a magnifying glass with great enthusiasm and started to appreciate the scheming and eye-catching appraisal.

After a while, Boss Miao raised his head and shook his head into a rattle. "The fake is a fake, it's almost 10,000 yuan. Hahahaha~ Boss Miao, you also see that it's a fake? Here, there is a guy who insists on saying it's an authentic work. Are you laughing?" Boss Zuo smiled proudly, and then looked at Huang Xiaolong. "Young man, what do you say? You still insist that this painting is an authentic work?"

"That's right, it's an authentic work." Huang Xiaolong said naturally. "If you don't know the goods, it doesn't mean there is something wrong with this painting."

"This... Huang... Xiaohuang is right? You... you're a little sarcastic." Boss Miao frowned. If it weren't for the reason that Huang Xiaolong was Cui Feiyan's friend, he would have sarcasticated him long ago.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to you. I'll ask for 2,000 yuan for this painting, right?" Huang Xiaolong stopped paying attention to Boss Zuo and Boss Miao. He looked at the rags.

"This..." The ragged person appeared in his eyes, and he licked his lips with his tongue, "I won't sell it for 20,000 yuan! You want this painting... 30,000 yuan! You give it to 30,000 yuan and take it away immediately! The painting belongs to you!"

OK! This guy is backfiring!

He saw that Huang Xiaolong liked the appearance of this painting very much, and repeatedly stated that the painting was an authentic work and was definitely a sucker. Therefore, he simply gritted his teeth and decided to make a note of Huang Xiaolong.

"Why is this painting worth 30,000 yuan?" Boss Miao and Boss Zuo shouted in unison.

"Hehehehe" Huang Xiaolong looked at the ragged one with a strange look.

"Xiaolong, forget it, this guy is greedy, so I don't want to draw it." Cui Feiyan looked at the rags with some contempt, and couldn't help but sarcastic. "A gentleman loves money and takes it well."

His face turned red when he said ragged.

"Feiyan, 30,000 yuan, do you have it?" Huang Xiaolong turned his head and asked.

"This... Xiaolong, do you really like this painting?" Cui Feiyan smiled.

In fact, whether it is 20,000 yuan or 30,000 yuan, it is a very small number for Cui Feiyan.

Since Huang Xiaolong likes it, just buy it for him.

But, being cheated 10,000 yuan made Cui Feiyan feel a little unhappy.

"Is it okay to transfer money?" Cui Feiyan said to the rags.

"Yes, I can get the bank account." The person who collected the rag was too late, as if he was afraid that Huang Xiaolong and Cui Feiyan would suddenly change their minds.

Soon, Cui Feiyan transferred 30,000 yuan to the bank account where he had collected the junk.

"Hahahaha~ earn 10,000 more yuan! Earn 10,000 more yuan! Pick it up for nothing! Hahahaha" The person who collected the rags was so proud that he couldn't help but say a few more words, "I encountered that today... Hahaha~ To be honest, I bought this painting for 5,000 yuan. Originally, I thought, if I could sell it for 10,000 yuan, I would make a profit, but I didn't expect that someone would buy it for 30,000 yuan... Hahaha, I made money, I didn't have to work this month!"

Take the ragged ones and roll up the pictures on the table and stuff them to Huang Xiaolong. "Young man, I've taken them, thank you hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

"See you! Being a sucker! You're still a good expert! I'm stupid... Forget it, don't swear." Boss Zuo looked at Huang Xiaolong with gloating eyes.

Boss Miao also shook his head and said, "Mr. Cui, your friend...haha, it's really...Mr. Cui, I know you don't care about this tens of thousands or tens of thousands, but this is a frustrating purchase!"

Boss Miao thought to herself, Mr. Cui is smart, but why is he so confused when it comes to making friends? He has made such a fool friend... she paid for the money for buying paintings. Isn't this cheating her?

Cui Feiyan's face was also a little nervous, but she thought to herself, since Huang Xiaolong liked it, she would be relieved.

At this time, Huang Xiaolong held the painting with joy and shook it a few times, and the scroll was rustling.

"Xiaolong... Be careful, don't break it." Cui Feiyan was speechless.

Huang Xiaolong ignored Cui Feiyan, shook a few more times, and then said to Boss Zuo. "Boss, please pour me a glass of water."
Chapter completed!