In the evening, at the end of the day's study, Liu Jianming took Li Yongzhe's car to return to this residential area, took out the key and opened the door and went home.

"Brother Liu, thank you for your generous help yesterday. This is fifty dollars, and the extra twenty dollars is considered overnight expenses." Li Wen came to pay back the money.

Liu Jianming only took the thirty dollars paid by the convenience store, but the excess twenty dollars was not collected. After all, he persuaded Li Wen to leave and closed the door.

...

Li Wen had just returned to the door and before he could open the door, he heard someone shouting from behind, "Hello, do you have time to talk?"

Li Wen turned around and saw a well-dressed man sitting in the car and raising a painting in the window. The painting was the one he sold to the art gallery, "Knight, Death and Devil".

"Get in the car." The man in the car invited him again and opened the car door.

Li Wen hesitated for a while and finally got into the co-pilot.

The vehicle started and drove away.

...

In a mid-range restaurant.

"Mr. Li, I'm very curious, how did your 'knight, death and the devil' be so realistic?" Zhou Rui asked. He sat on a chair with his hands naturally on the table, looking very well-educated, born with a noble charm. He looked at Li Wen sitting opposite him with a smile.

Li Wen turned around and looked at the surrounding environment. After seeing that there was no abnormality, he whispered: "The marks on the copper plate can be used to estimate the depth of the carving by looking at the original works."

"Paper drawing is more complicated. Four hundred years ago, a metal screen was used to press out patterns on dust-free paper. Just like the watermark of a banknote, the paper can be soaked in texture by putting calcium carbonate and lignin in the paper."

"Most of the inks used by experts are vegetable oils, which dry quickly and stably, while I use walnut oil, coal ash, and turpentine oil to mix..."

Zhou Ruifa nodded frequently when he heard this. This guy was a fake genius, but he was doing odd jobs in Uncle Xin's watch shop. He was so inexplicable.

"Do I look like a chemical industry?" Li Wen asked self-deprecatingly.

Zhou Rui smiled and looked at the surrounding environment, "We shouldn't come here, we should choose a better place and open a bottle of good wine to be worthy of an artist like you."

"Artists like me are more suitable for beer." Li Wen felt ashamed.

Zhou Ruifa said, "You underestimate yourself too much. Doing anything to the extreme is art. The pinnacle of art is unparalleled in the world. As long as you have the will, fakes can be better than real ones."

Li Wen suddenly asked, "You are also a fake painting?" This boss is so expert, and he is obviously a person inside the circle.

"What I do is like real paintings. Even the top experts cannot tell the real paintings." After saying that, Zhou Ruifa handed over a business card, which contained a phone number and two traditional Chinese characters "Painter".

"If you want to work with me, remember to call me before twelve o'clock tomorrow." Zhou Ruifa patted Li Wen's shoulder and left first.

...

When passing by the flower shop, Li Wen bought a large bouquet of flowers, went home and rode a bicycle, and poured half a pound of soju wine. He mustered up the courage to ride his bike to the residential area of ​​the Academy of Fine Arts to invite his goddess Nguyen Van to attend the art exhibition in the city center tomorrow morning.

When I arrived downstairs of Nguyen Van's residence, I saw a luxury car worth one million US dollars parked there from a distance. The goddess in my heart was invited into the car by a man of great taste.

Li Wen looked at the flowers in his hand, then at the bicycle under his seat, and immediately lowered his head...

He took out the business card given by the "painter" before leaving, came to the public telephone booth, and made a phone call...

Uncle Xin is right. I am just a supporting role. If you want to be the protagonist, it is impossible to achieve step by step. Now the opportunity is right in front of you. If you don’t seize it, I will only be the life of a supporting role in my life.

...

The next day, noon, twelve o'clock.

On the cliff by the sea.

"Tell me, which master's painting do you want to copy?" Li Wen asked straight to the point. Since he had already planned to take the path of fraud, there was no need to set up a archway as a female cousin.

Zhou Ruifa did not answer immediately, but took out a brand new US dollar bill worth 100 yuan.

Li Wen immediately laughed, "Boss, you're too low, right?" He also had at least $11,000 in his fake painting "Knight, Death and the Devil". This boss, who seemed very tall, paid $100.

Zhou Ruifa smiled and shook his head, saying, "What I want you to copy is this US dollar."

What?!

Li Wen was shocked!

It doesn’t matter if you make fake paintings. There are so many fakes on the market, and no one will pay attention to them.

But it is different to make fake US dollar bills. If you are not careful, you will have to pay your life and life.

"I'm sick! I'm really sick!"

Li Wen kicked the sand and gravel on the ground irritably. He never thought that this boss was actually a counterfeit money.

Zhou Ruifa said: "Don't get me wrong. I'm not a person of all kinds of religions. I'm working on professional fake US dollars. My name is Wu Fusheng, a native of Hong Kong Island. Our family of three generations are all in this industry, and no one has ever been in jail..."

Zhou Ruifa explained the detailed situation to Li Wen. Of course, it was impossible to tell the other party about his real name when he met for the first time.

"No matter what you say, the black ones are always black and will never turn white." Li Wen said while retreating. He still couldn't make up his mind to do such a fatal deal.

Zhou Ruifa suddenly said: "I heard you are chasing a woman who studies art, but, I want to be frank, I don't think you will succeed. A wealthy Chinese businessman named Luo An is preparing to prepare for her art exhibition on Hong Kong Island. It is estimated that your goddess will leave Canada to go to Hong Kong Island this afternoon. You may be able to see her last back when you rush to the scene now."

What?!

This news is like a bolt from the blue, and Li asked Li to be furious outside and tender inside.

Li Wen turned around and ran away, saying that he would meet the goddess for the last time.

Zhou Ruifa laughed and shouted from behind: "Brother, if you just run like this, I guess your woman will not be able to see a piece of her hair when she gets on the plane."

Li Wen stopped instantly, and in a panic, he lost his mind at all.

Zhou Ruifa drove up and said, "Get on the bus and I'll give you a ride."

Li Wen hesitated for a moment, but still got into the co-pilot.

...

"How is it? Do you want to go up and say hello to your goddess?" Zhou Ruifa asked with a smile.

Outside the car window, in the distance, Ruan Van was talking to a tasteful man at the door of his house, and the two friends were packing their greetings.

Li Wen shook his head, his head was almost buried in his knees. The silk is a silk thread. As a supporting role, it is impossible to win the favor of the heroine. Even if he is tough on the bullet, the heroine will not say anything to him. She will just humiliate herself like a clown.

Zhou Ruifa suddenly said: "I tell you, there is only one protagonist among the about one million people in this world. Anyone who is the protagonist is the one who can reach the extreme. If you want to be the protagonist like him..."
Chapter completed!