What exactly is reputation?

People with bad reputations, people with good reputations.

Ye Huangkong looked at the silent people around him and sighed: "Although I, Ye Huangkong, was not a good person when I was young, I would not do anything like a trick...at least I would not do such things to ordinary people."

"I have not been honest in my life, but these paintings are honest in their openness and no dirt in them..."

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree.

No one wants to believe what he said.

Because it was said by Ye Huangkong.

The middle-aged man who was supporting Ye Huangkong's tattoo on the side had a ferocious expression.

"TM, why, do these people really know what your character is like, boss? I just think you are a person who will take advantage of it? Boss... Boss, you are always upright in your life! They have never seen you before, they are just some rumor-produced things..."

That's what reputation is.

Bad things spread thousands of miles.

Ye Huangkong could only remain silent.

Li Yu on the side could see that what Ye Huangkong said was true.

This painting was bought with real money and money.

There is no debt in it, and it is precisely because of this that I am willing to accept this painting.

"Your name itself represents a kind of debt..." Li Yu shook his head and said.

"Sorry, Master, I really can't help you this time... This painting was indeed a transaction made by him, real money and silver... But judging from the current situation, even if you reveal something like invoices and bills, no one will believe me." Ye Huangkong smiled bitterly: "Now I finally understand how many disadvantages are there as a [bad guy]? Even if I have paid the price for what I did in the end, I still can't get rid of this label."

"So, layman, do you regret turning to justice? Or do you regret what you did back then?" Li Yu said lightly.

"Of course I regret what I did back then... If I had been on the right path back then, I would not have ended up being beaten by everyone now... I entered the world just to make others afraid of me. Unexpectedly, there are only people who are afraid of me now..." Ye Huangkong's eyes flashed with loneliness, and he smiled bitterly at his current situation.

In silence, Jin Hengfeng, not far away, looked at Ye Huangkong with inexplicable eyes and said.

"Mr. Ye Huangkong, I... know that you have washed your hands now and are no longer contaminated with those things. After all, the things that are cracking down on gangs and evil have become history. But if you take a step back, is the money you used to buy this painting clean? Where is their source?"

"Is he...clean?"

Jin Hengfeng looked at Ye Huangkong with a serious look on his face.

Not targeting anyone, but seriously expounding your own ideas.

"At this point, old man, I tell you that this is a painting bought by my son's legitimate business money, you won't believe it."

"But old man, what I can say is that I owe a lot of people, but I never included this kid, and the owner of these paintings." Ye Huangkong said: "I should have compensated the people back then, and I should have assisted the investigation and assisted the investigation. What should I do? In addition to the life debt, I have paid back all the money, and I have been in prison. Now that I have come out, don't I even give me a chance..."

"I have harmed you? Or, even if I have paid off my debt, I still can't get rid of the image of [evil man], so old man, everything I do is evil..."

Ye Huangkong seemed to have figured out something and said.

"If that's the case, then you guys will come to the old man. As for the master, I am not very familiar with him. This painting was also given by me. I am sorry for you. I do things one by one. I, Ye Huangkong, are here. I should repay what I should pay. As long as I owe it to you."

Ye Huangkong knocked on the ground with a crutch.

The sound is very weak.

But it shocks people's heart.

There was a moment of speechlessness. No matter what kind of person he was before, at least he is a man now.

"No wonder Ye Huangkong's son is so sensitive to this. He is a gangster and a gangster for life. Even if he breaks free, the label of gangster and a gangster will not be removed. Even if he regrets and turns around, he will be looked at with tinted glasses..." Li Yu thought of a classmate from the past.

When I was young, I got tattooed because I felt cool. As a result, when I grew up, I regretted posting on WeChat Moments every day.

Even if you endure the pain and wash off your tattoo, there will be traces.

Others will still look at him with tinted glasses.

"I don't have much request, just return my painting to me..."

Ye Huangkong looked at Yan Dong with a look of contempt. The person he looked down upon the most was such a person.

Go back on your word, without any spirit of contract.

"You want money, right? OK. I will give it to you twice the price you sold to me at the beginning. Don't harass the master again in the future, and don't come to find the master to draw..."

"No! I don't want money, I just want that painting! I don't want anything else!" Yan Dong turned his eyes and said, "The Feng Shui master said that my family's fortune is bad now, and what I lack is this fisherman's song picture... I don't want anything except painting!"

"You're shameless..."

Ye Huangkong's expression calmed down and he became a little angry.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the paintings in this studio are all exquisitely arranged and they are reflected in each other when they move. Next to the fisherman's song picture is the beautiful mountains and the Four Seasons Mirror Lake next to it, which is connected and harmoniously dependent on each other. No painting will make the place less charm.

He is starting the price.

Faced with Ye Huangkong who was a little angry, Yan Dong swallowed and took a step back involuntarily, but still insisted on his own ideas.

"Laby, do you want this fishing picture of fishing song in the morning?"

"right!"

"Then I will give it to you." Li Yu came to the Bixian with a calm expression, took out a piece of rice paper, picked up the brush and ink next to it.

This behavior first made everyone stunned, and then Xiao He next to him suddenly burst into laughter.

"He...would he want to draw on the spot? Is he okay? This fisherman's song is a famous painting from famous artists..."

Director Jin, who was standing beside him, narrowed his eyes: "There are many rumors about this Taoist priest, including descriptions of his painting skills, but the spread is too exaggerated. I don't know if it is true or false..."

Just when everyone didn't know what Li Yu was going to do, a bottle of ink suddenly fell over and fell.

When everyone was also feeling sorry for the contamination of this excellent rice paper, the ink on it suddenly moved.

Like the dynamic paintings around it, it is floating and squirming like life.
Chapter completed!