Chapter 12, this painting, I want i (1/2)

“Why is it so noisy?” A voice with some dignity sounded.

On the second floor, an old man of fifty or sixty years old slowly paced down.

“Boss, there’s a kid coming to the shop to make trouble. I’m talking to him.” The man hurriedly nodded and replied.

“To make trouble?” The old man’s eyes narrowed. “Young man, Wang Gutang is not a place where people make trouble casually.”

“Hey!”

Lin Hai was a little unhappy.

“That’s what you believe in him? Treating customers with this attitude, your shop, it is estimated that it is not far away.”

“Xinyue, let’s go. Let’s change one. Tang Bohu’s paintings, I am afraid that I can’t sell it.” Hai took Liu Xinyue and was about to leave.

“Wait a minute.” The old man stopped Lin Hai. “You mean, you want to sell Tang Bohu’s paintings?”

Without waiting for Lin Hai to answer, the buddy interjected and said, “Boss, Tang Bohu’s paintings have been masters for a long time. Now he’s running to sell Tang Bohu’s paintings. What’s not the trouble? I think he’s probably a liar.”

The old man’s face darkened.

“Young man, it’s not good to do something young. You have to learn from others to cheat. Is it bullying when I’m in Wan Gutang?”

Lin Hai burst into a quick laugh. It’s really interesting. The paintings haven’t been taken out yet. They have become cheaters first.

“Yes, he’s a liar.”

At this time, a strange tone of yin and Yang sounded outside the door.

Hu Wei came in, followed by Zhao Lei and Wang Ting.

“Lin Hai, what do you pretend to be, a poor man, and what valuable things can you bring out? What is it that you don’t fool and kidnap?” Wang Ting’s eyes are full of contempt.

“Ah, Hu Shao has come.” At the sight of Hu Wei coming in, he nodded and hunched at once. He was just like Lin Hai when he came in.

“Xinyue, you are here too.” Hu Wei did not take his stubble at all and walked towards Liu Xinyue.

“Do I know you well?” Liu Xinyue’s face also cooled down, so many people said that Lin Hai was a liar, she was naturally unhappy.

“Let’s go.” Liu Xinyue didn’t want to wait any longer. She was going to leave holding Lin Hai’s arm.

“Don’t go in a hurry.” Hu Wei reached out and stopped. “Aren’t you selling paintings? It’s Tang Bohu’s real work. It’s so impressive. Why don’t you open the paintings and open your eyes?

Hu said with a sarcastic face.

At this time, the shop has been surrounded by some people to see the lively, listen to Lin Hai is to sell Tang Bohu’s authentic works, immediately fried the pot.

“God, can young people brag so much nowadays?”

“Well, don’t check the information before you go out to cheat. The authenticity of Tang Bohu has already come to an end. Hey, I dare say so.”

“Come to Wan Gutang to cheat, this kid is choking today.”

Hu Wei listened to the comments and smiled proudly, “Why, dare not take it out?”

Lin Hai gave Hu Wei a cold sweep, damn, it seems that the lessons learned in the training room last time are not enough.

“You can see it, but if it’s true, what do you say?”

“Ha ha ha ha ha…” Hu Wei’s exaggerated laughter, “Look at him like that, how serious it is, as if he is holding a real Tang Bohu panting in his hand.”

Everyone laughed too. Obviously, no one believed that

Lin Hai’s hands were Tang Bohu’s original.

“Cut the crap. If it’s true, what do you say?” Lin Hai stared at Hu Wei and said.

“Humph! If it’s true, Lao Tzu and your surname!”

“No, never!” Lin Hai quickly waved his hand, “If I want to have a son like you, my ancestors of the eighteenth generation will have to climb up from the ground and strangle me alive.”

“Come on!” The crowd burst into laughter.

Hu Yi’s face was so blue that he almost vomited blood.

“Mad, if your paintings are real, you can pick one of these ancient things and Lao Tzu will give it to you!”

“Well, in addition, you three, like last time, have to learn to bark three times. This time, you can’t play a trick.” Lin Hai said playfully.

“Yes, but if it’s false, you have to leave Xinyue, and like a dog, climb out from here!”

“Deal!” Lin Hai snapped his finger and took the picture box to the long table in the middle of the hall.

“I don’t know who has studied Tang Bohu’s paintings and calligraphy. Can you help me identify them?” Lin Hai asked the crowd.

“Boss Du of Wan Gutang is an expert, let him appraise it.” Someone said.