Chapter 13, Golden Flower Boy (1/2)

Everyone is dumbfounded.

Wang Lao’s words undoubtedly illustrate the fact that the paintings produced by Lin Hai are the authentic works of Tang Bohu.

“Now that Wang Lao wants it, I’ll sell it for 10 million yuan, which is to thank Wang Lao for his help in identifying it.”

“What! Lin Hai, you poor devil is crazy about money. You need 10 million yuan for such a broken picture. You are not afraid that the wind blows your tongue.” Wang Ting seems to have heard the biggest joke in the world.

“Shut up for me!” Zhao Lei stared at her fiercely. Made, how could she not find out that this woman was so ignorant? It’s a shame.

“Am I not right? It’s just such a broken picture…” Wang Ting also wanted to argue, but when she saw that all the people were looking at her like idiots, she suddenly lost heart.

“Alas.” Wang Lao sighed, “Young man, the size of this painting is similar to Tang Bohu’s “Jiang Ting Tan Gu Tu”, but this painting “Night Imperial Hundred Women Pictures” has never existed, and the painting techniques are much more complicated. The price is at least twice as much as that of “Jiangting’s Ancient Picture”, while the transaction price of “Jiangting’s Ancient Picture” is 11.5 million, and this is the case. You only need me 10 million yuan to draw a picture. It’s a great favor.”

What? Lin Hai’s almost fell out.

Grass, pit father!

Lin Hai had checked it on the Internet specially before, and the size of “Night Royal Hundred Girl” and “Jiang Ting Tan Gu Tu” were similar, so he thought that the price of the two pictures should be almost the same.

Unexpectedly, Nima is more than half the difference. It’s a real dog.

Lin Hai’s intestines are green with regret.

However, the words said, the water spilled, Lin Hai had to knock off his teeth and swallow in his stomach.

“Wang Lao laughed, more than 10 million people, can make a good relationship with you, seemingly the boy earned it.” Lin Hai flattered him.

“Ha-ha, you little boy, it’s interesting.” Wang Lao seems to be very useful.

“Right, tell me your bank card number.”

Lin Hai hurried to report the card number.

Wang Lao made a phone call. After a while, Lin Hai received a short message from the bank, and Kari made 10 million yuan.

“My day, Laozi has become a local tyrant!” Lin Hai is very excited.

“Humph! Made, it’s really bad luck to tread on shit.” Hu snorted and turned to leave.

“Wait a minute!” Lin Hai stopped him, and some jokingly said, “Why, Hu Dashao, can’t afford to lose, but he has to flee again?”

“Who’s going to run away, there’s nothing you can’t afford to lose.”

“Oh, in that case, let’s cash in the bet.” Lin Hai was carefully selected in Wangutang.

Hu Wei is nervous with Lin Hai’s footsteps. Made, don’t pick too expensive ones.

“Just it!” When Lin Hai took an ancient painting out of a humble corner, Hu Wei took a breath.

A dumpling is a dumpling. You can’t pick out any valuable dumplings.

Hu Wei has estimated the location of the painting, which is absolutely not worth much.

“My friend seems to have a unique eye.” Wang Lao was also surprised. I don’t know why Lin Haibian chose such an insignificant painting.

“Boss Du, how much is this painting?” For fear of Lin Hai’s repentance, Hu asked in a hurry.

“This is an ancient painting, about the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, The paintings can’t be studied, the picture is relatively rough, Hu Gongzi gives 100,000.” When Mr. Du saw that Lin Hai had chosen such a painting, he felt a sense of contempt.

“Okay, 100,000 is 100,000!” Hu paid the money as quickly as he could, as if he had made a lot of money.

“Thank you, Hu Dashao.” Lin Hai accepted the painting and provoked Hu Wei with eyebrows.

“Next, there’s a bet that needs to be made.”

Hu Wei, Zhao Lei and Wang Ting changed their faces.

“Lin Hai, don’t go too far!” Wang Ting screamed.

“Excessive? Where is it going too far? Wish to lose in gambling. Lin Hai shrugged his shoulders.

“You…” Hu Wei stared at Lin Hai.

“Why, Hu Dashao, like last time, can’t play a trick?”

“Made, I’m going to lie down. What can you do to me?”

Anyway, it’s humiliating enough. Hu Weiwei just played a fool.

“Hu, you’re not so good.” Suddenly, the leaf plume cut in a sentence.

“Ye Dashao, I…” Hu Wei’s face suddenly became uglier than crying.

Leaf feather did not look at him at all, and still stood there, the wind was light and cloudy, as if he had not spoken at all just now.

But those who know leaf feathers know that the sentence just said is command and can not be resisted.

Hu Wei happens to belong to one of those who know about leaf feathers.

So Hu Wei is about to cry.

“Made, the eldest husband can bend and stretch, Lin Hai, sooner or later, let you return your own profits!”

“Well, I’m willing to lose in gambling!” Hu Yiyi bites his teeth.