"Xiaoyou, let him come over!" Liang Xingyuan even spoke directly.

The proprietress quickly came over with the businessman who was going to sell the authentic works of Wang Shusheng.

"Do you really have the original works of Wang Shusheng?" Liang Xingyuan asked directly.

"There is..." the businessman looked confident.

"Can you take it out and take a look..." Liang Xingyuan became interested.

The merchant looked left and then, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch the treasure from his body. After confirming that no gangster was present, he took out a roll of paper from his bag, but did not hand it to Liang Xingyuan, but opened it carefully himself.

That look made everyone feel frightened. Could it be that it is really the original work of Wang Shusheng? Otherwise, the businessman would not have been so careful.

Only Ye Xiu was secretly funny. This guy was obviously an acting guy.

The swaying eyes had long betrayed his inner treacherousness.

I guess this thing must be fake, but this guy is afraid he doesn't know that there is a president of the antique association here. It is impossible to cheat money from them.

In a moment, the profiteer had already opened the paper roll and carefully handed it to everyone.

Everyone's eyes fell on the scroll of paper and looked at it seriously, but Ye Xiu's eyes fell on the scrolls at both ends of the scroll of paper and gradually lit up.

"How is it?" After admiring for a moment, Liang Xingyuan looked at President Zhang.

"It is indeed an antique, but it is not the original work of Wang Shusheng..." President Zhang pondered for a moment and said with a smile.

Liang Xingyuan, Su Qinghe, He Lin and others all nodded. They also had similar feelings, but they were not as sure as President Zhang.

"Since it is an antique, why is it not an original?" The businessman stopped doing it and said with a look of grief and anger.

"This should be the handwriting of Wang Shusheng copied by people from the ancient Song Dynasty. The brushwork is very good, but unfortunately it has its shape but no spirit, so it is of little value..." President Zhang ignored the aggrieved by the merchant and shook his head with a smile.

"Impossible, this is definitely..."

"I said brother, you may not know this yet. This is President Zhang of our Nanhe Antiques Association. Do you think he would admit his mistake with his eyesight and identity?" The businessman wanted to defend himself, and Lao Zhao and others on the side were already laughing.

The businessman's face changed suddenly, and he sold fake goods to the eyes of real experts.

"Okay, even if it is not the original work of Wang Shusheng, it is also an antique, right? I really need money to be willing to sell it. Do you want it?" Knowing that the value of the original work was not able to be sold, the merchant could only subdue it.

President Zhang looked at Liang Xingyuan. If Liang Xingyuan liked him, he could use his professional knowledge to bargain with the other party. Unfortunately, Liang Xingyuan shook his head. He had several copies of Wang Shusheng at home, so he didn't need this thing.

Su Qinghe and He Lin also shook their heads.

"Hmph, why don't you buy it?" Seeing that few people didn't say anything, the businessman snorted coldly and was about to put away the paper roll, but grabbed the paper roll with one hand.

Everyone was stunned and looked at Ye Xiu who stopped the merchant from putting away the scroll.

"I like this copy, please give me a price!" Ye Xiu said.

Su Qinghe was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that his son-in-law actually liked antiques, but he didn't care. Anyway, he only earned 10 million yesterday, and now he just spent tens of thousands of yuan to buy a copy.

"If you really like it, I won't charge you more. I spent 1.2 million yuan on this one. Now I need money in urgent need. I will make you a little cheaper. One million yuan!" The businessman immediately looked heartbroken on his face when he saw someone speak, and quoted his own price.

"Puchi..." President Zhang, who was beside him, immediately laughed.

"There are too many copies of this kind. The market value is only tens of thousands of yuan, but you want it to be worth one million yuan. Why don't you grab it..." President Zhang laughed.

"Yes, it's not the original work, it costs another million. Brother, your bid is too harsh..."

The few people who came with President Zhang also sneered, saying that this guy dared to speak loudly in front of experts, and it was like an old birthday star hanging himself - seeking death!

The businessman's face turned pale and seemed to have been greatly insulted. He snatched the scroll and said, "If you like to buy, don't buy, don't buy..." As he said that, he was about to leave!

"Wait, I bought it..." As soon as he turned around, he was grabbed by Ye Xiu.

Everyone was stunned, looking at Ye Xiu as if they were idiots. President Zhang just said that this copy can only cost tens of thousands of yuan at most. You actually have to pay one million to buy it. Are you a fool?

"Xiaohe, this price is too high!" Su Qinghe looked at Ye Xiu with a painful face.

"Dad, isn't it just for making money? It's rare to encounter something you like. What's the point of a million..." Ye Xiu said with a smile.

What is a million?

The few people present, including Liang Xingyuan, all had eyelids twitching. This kid was a little too big, right?

Could it be the son of a wealthy man with hundreds of millions of assets?

"Are you sure you want to buy it?" The merchant didn't care whether Ye Xiu liked it or wanted to pretend to be a pussy. Anyway, as long as he could be sold, it would be a good thing, so he quickly asked.

"Yes, I want to buy it, Dad, I'm not very convenient at hand, why don't you lend me a million first?" Ye Xiu nodded and said to Su Qinghe.

"Hmph, I don't have money, so why are you pretending to be a big shot?" Liang Xiaoshuang, who thought Ye Xiu was the son of a rich man, immediately snorted coldly.

"Hey, it turns out that he is a soft-eating guy..."

"Pretty slut..." He Jiawei hummed nakedly.

"Little brother, if you really like Wang Shusheng's copybook, I still have a few more pictures at home. Just send you a copy back. There is no need to spend this in vain!" Liang Xingyuan also persuaded him, not that he has a good impression of Ye Xiu, but that he really doesn't want his friends to spend this in vain.

"Thank you, Mr. Liang, I really don't need to. I just like this one..." Ye Xiu shook his head with a smile.

"Father, why are you doing so well to him? Such a person is simply ungrateful!" Liang Xiaoshuang snorted coldly, turned to Su Qinghe and said: "Uncle Su, don't lend him, such a person will be a loser. It's better to let Sister Yan Rou kick him..."

Hearing Liang Xiaoshuang's merciless mockery, He Jiawei, who was standing beside him, jumped up excitedly, thinking that this guy needs to be treated by a woman like Xiaoshuang's sister.

"Dad..." Ye Xiu ignored Liang Xiaoshuang's mockery at all, and just looked at Su Qinghe!

"Hey..." Su Qinghe sighed. Before yesterday, Ye Xiu would not lend him one million, even if he had 10,000 yuan, but he earned 10 million yesterday and kept it with him. How could he not give it to him?

"Yesterday, I just helped you keep it for 10 million. I said I would like to borrow it or not, let him give it a card number, and I will just call him..." Su Qinghe sighed lightly.

"Thank you dad!" Ye Xiu smiled, and the businessman had already excitedly reported his bank card number.

Su Qinghe started transferring money with a painful face, but the others were speechless. Su Qinghe really loved this son-in-law, so it would be fine if he could make trouble, but he would always help him save face.
Chapter completed!