"Of course." Gao Yang said proudly.

Feng Ruixiang naturally knew that Gao Yang would say this, so he smiled half-heartedly and asked: "Excuse me, which friend did Mr. Gao buy this painting from?"

When Gao Yang heard this, his face was filled with joy.

Could it be that Feng Ruixiang wants to get to know his friend?

This is a good opportunity to make friends.

"Director Feng, his name is Wei Dafu, he is the owner of the antique market and he is very famous. I can find him right away." Gao Yang said with a smile.

"No need." Feng Ruixiang waved his hand, then took out his mobile phone and said with a smile: "I know Wei Dafu."

Of course Feng Ruixiang knew this Wei Dafu.

There is a very famous shopkeeper in the antique market, and of course he is notorious in the circle.

Because what Wei Dafu is good at is selling fake goods, and he often sells his fake goods to people who don't know the goods.

It seems that Gao Yang was deceived by Wei Dafu.

However, Feng Ruixiang was not sympathetic at all. He dialed the number and said calmly: "Boss Wei, you are doing well lately."

On the other end of the phone was a middle-aged man's calm voice, with the tone of a profiteer, and said in a high tone: "Oh, why did Master Feng have time to call me today to come and see the goods?"

Wei Dafu is currently sitting in his own shop in Guwen Market, sitting on the mahogany Taishi chair, sipping tea.

"Don't be pretentious and come to Guohua Exhibition Hall." Feng Ruixiang said bluntly and hung up the phone directly.

Wei Dafu was not angry about this, but drove his BMW straight to the Guohua showroom.

Gao Yang kept smiling at this moment and said: "Master Feng also knows Boss Wei, so we are really destined."

Feng Ruixiang did not speak, but sat at the tea table nearby, watching Gao Yang praising him like an idiot, while waiting quietly for Wei Dafu.

A group of people also stood beside Feng Ruixiang, waiting silently.

Although they didn't know why Feng Ruixiang called Wei Dafu here, they must have wanted to ask something about the painting.

Ringtones.

Chen Ping in the corner received a text message from Feng Ruixiang.

"Mr. Chen, don't worry, I'll teach Gao Yang a lesson for you."

Chen Ping raised his eyebrows and looked over, finding Feng Ruixiang smiling at him.

After thinking about it, Chen Ping didn't stop him.

Gao Yang, who saw this scene, felt naturally unhappy. He stood beside Feng Ruixiang and said, "Director Feng, then Chen Ping is just a loser and not worthy of your attention."

Feng Ruixiang's face darkened and he didn't say anything, but Gao Yang had already been written down in the little notebook in his heart.

In less than ten minutes, Wei Dafu, who was short, broad and fat, came to the exhibition hall wearing a suit.

This guy has a shiny face and smiles whenever he sees people, like a smiling Buddha.

"Master Feng, I'm here. Is there something urgent?" Wei Dafu walked up to Feng Ruixiang in three steps and two steps with a flattering smile on his face.

After Gao Yang saw Wei Dafu, he smiled at him and nodded, as a greeting.

Thanks to his painting, I was able to show my face in front of so many people.

Feng Ruixiang glanced at Wei Dafu and said calmly: "Okay, Wei Dafu, business is doing well now."

Wei Dafu was startled, then half-bent down and said: "Everywhere, isn't this Master Chengfeng's fame?"

"snort!"

Sudden!

Snapped!

Feng Ruixiang slapped the tea table, pointed at the painting angrily, and asked: "Wei Dafu, did you sell that painting?"

This sudden scene made Wei Dafu tremble all over and sweat like raindrops.

The people around him looked at him in confusion, completely confused about the situation.

Of course Wei Dafu was afraid. He was able to gain a foothold in Shangjiang City only because of Feng Ruixiang's help.

However, later on when he became rich, he no longer had much contact with Feng Ruixiang, so he started his own business.

However, due to love, Wei Dafu did not dare to make any mistakes in front of Feng Ruixiang.

Wei Dafu hurriedly turned his head to look at the display window, and his legs became weak with fear. "Spring Mountain Companions"!

Oops.

I'm afraid I can't cover up the fact that I sell counterfeit goods.

What's even more terrible is that the original copy of "Spring Mountain Companion" has always been in Feng Ruixiang's hands.

What’s hanging here is of course fake!

"Master Feng, please listen to my explanation." Wei Dafu was anxious, with big beads of sweat pouring from his forehead.

Gao Yang still didn't understand the situation and asked: "Boss Wei, what's wrong with you?"

Wei Dafu felt miserable. He also understood the reason why Feng Ruixiang called him here. He hurriedly said to Gao Yang: "Mr. Gao, I'm sorry. The painting I sold you last time was fake. I'll tell you later."

Give you your money back."

"Fake?" Gao Yang screamed immediately.

There were many people behind him, and they all took a breath, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Jiang Guomin was even more shocked and completely confused.

"Boss Wei, what do you mean by this? What kind of fake painting? I spent two million to buy it!" Gao Yang couldn't stand it anymore, his whole body felt hot and cold, "And Master Feng just said that that painting was

Zhenji, are you too drunk?"

Wei Dafu was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. As soon as he heard that it was an authentic work, he rushed to the display window, took a closer look, and immediately exclaimed: "This... this is not the one you bought me for!"

Of course it's not.

Others didn't notice, but Wei Dafu did.

In the lower right corner of the scroll, there is a small seal with four words: Received by Feng Ruixiang.

A group of people just looked at the painting and didn't notice this detail at all.

Because there are too many stamps at the bottom.

"What? It's not the one you sold me?" Gao Yang was confused at this moment, and at the same time he was shocked and had a vague feeling.

Jiang Guomin was even more surprised and shouted: "Master Feng, Boss Wei, what on earth does this mean?"

Feng Ruixiang snorted coldly, stood up and walked up to Wei Dafu, glared at him and said: "This painting is real, but it is not the one that Mr. Gao bought."

"Impossible, how could this real painting be..." Jiang Guomin frowned and was speechless for a moment, confused.

Wei Dafu also noticed another painting thrown on the ground. He picked it up and opened it. He immediately shouted excitedly: "This painting, this painting is the one that Mr. Gao bought from me last time."

Everyone looked for the name and found that what Wei Dahai picked up was the fake painting that Jiang Guomin had thrown in the corner like rubbish.

In an instant, everyone’s expressions changed!

What's going on?

Jiang Guomin, on the other hand, was so angry that he was shaking all over, his face was completely lost, and he said angrily with a red face: "Gao Yang, what's going on?! Is that fake painting yours?"

Of course Gao Yang would not admit it now, and said in a loud voice: "How is it possible? I spent two million to buy this painting, how can it be fake?"

After shouting, he stared at Wei Dafu and said: "Boss Wei, you can't open your eyes and tell lies. Take a closer look. I bought this real painting from you."

How dare Wei Dafu tell lies now? Master Feng is here, and he wouldn't dare to call a deer a horse if he had a hundred courages.

Immediately, Wei Dahai said: "Mr. Gao, I'm really sorry. When I saw that you didn't understand painting, I gave you a fake. Don't worry, I will give you three million later. That one million is my love for you."

compensation.”

"Who the hell wants your one million!" Gao Yang was furious.

Now he also understood that the fake painting from before was actually bought by himself.

And this real painting...

Everyone looked at Chen Ping in the corner. He still had an innocent expression on his face and said, "I...I got it from the ancient literature market."

Awesome!

You actually found the authentic work of Tang Bohu!

What kind of bad luck did this guy have?

Although Jiang Guomin was angry, at least something was true.

"Hmph! Gao Yang, you actually fooled me with a fake painting!" Jiang Guomin was very angry, "Don't come to my house again, and take back all the things you gave me."

Gao Yang couldn't argue. He couldn't understand why Wei Dafu said this in front of so many people. What good would it do to him?

Gao Yang clenched his fists angrily, glared at Chen Ping, turned around and left.
To be continued...