Chapter 399: Let me paint a picture (four more)

Chapter 399 I'll Draw A Picture (four more)
Ye Tianlong looked at this painting with a complicated expression. He almost fell on his knees. Fortunately, he leaned on Huaruyu's chest in time to stabilize his body.
Hua Ruyu felt that something was wrong with Ye Tianlong, so she frowned and asked, "Minister, what's wrong with you?"
Ye Tianlong calmed down and coughed softly, "It's okay, it's just crowded and squeezed."
Hua Ruyu didn't care, but just pointed to the painting and asked, "Minister, you have a lot of knowledge, you said, how much does that painting cost?"
Ye Tianlong rubbed his head and exhaled a long breath: "How much is it? A bottle of Erguotou."
Hua Ruyu looked blank: "Erguotou? Minister, what are you talking about—"
At this moment, a staff member wearing Dong Laishun costume stretched out his hands to signal the noisy audience to be quiet, and then said happily:
"Don't worry, this painting is 100% true. Miss Shaodong Guo bought it from Christie's in Hong Kong a year ago. It costs 70 million yuan."
"It has always been the treasure of our town store. If it weren't for Miss Guo that sharing good things is happier, we would not have it out."
"The price is a bit higher, but it's hard to buy for a thousand dollars. It's something that can't be copied, and its value is constantly appreciated every year."
This remark naturally won a round of applause!
There are several men and women standing beside the painting, holding the original auction book and photos in their hands, which proves that the painting has no moisture.
Ye Tianlong didn't seem to hear it, rubbing his eyes and leaning forward two steps, staring at the painting motionlessly, he recognized it completely.
"Maimaiti, your uncle--"
After talking, Ye Tianlong took another step forward.
At this time, a tall young man who maintained order, saw someone leaning too far, could not stop shouting: "Don't buy it, don't squeeze me."
"You can afford to squeeze the painting?"
Ye Tianlong felt that his voice was a little familiar, so he retracted his gaze from looking at the painting, looked up, and stared at the tall young man.
He smiled, this world is so small: tall, rich and handsome.
Gao Fushuai also recognized Ye Tianlong, his eyes widened, and he shouted, "Ye Tianlong!"
When these three characters came out, a man and a woman who stood in front of the painting and looked like the owner also turned their heads, Guo Sisi and Jia Renyi.
When they saw Ye Tianlong they also shouted: "Ye Tianlong!"
The three daughters of Hua Ruyu were taken aback, but Ye Tianlong didn't expect to know someone here.
"Ye Tianlong, what are you doing in my antique shop?"
Before Ye Tianlong could speak, Guo Sisi sneered: "You are not welcome here, get out."
Yuanjia has a narrow road.
"It turns out that this is Miss Guo's shop."
A smile crossed Ye Tianlong's face. He didn't expect that Donglaishun was the property of the Guo family, and he didn't expect that this painting was taken by Guo Sisi, secretly crying out God's will.
However, he didn't have much emotional changes, and he greeted Guo Sisi and others' gazes calmly: "It's really not going to turn around."
Guo Sisi's pretty face was gloomy: "You turn it out for me."
Ye Tianlong knew what the other party was thinking, so he pointed his finger at the shop and replied meaningfully, "I am not welcome?"
"Why? The shop is closing? No business? So I refused to enter the big customers like me?"
"A big customer? What kind of big customer are you?"
Wolverine beat the bald boys to the hospital. Guo Sisi and the others have to pay the crow a full 300 million yuan, and they also pay interest every month.
Guo Sisi, who is extremely strenuous, naturally hates Ye Tianlong. If it weren't for this kid, where would they take out the antiques in the box to sell?
So there are channels for venting today, and Guo Sisi will naturally not let it go:
"Furthermore, even if you are a major customer, I will not do your business. In short, you are not welcome in the Guo family's industry."
Jia Renyi also shouted: "That's right, this is an antique calligraphy and painting, you are a dick, can you understand it? Get out, get out quickly."
He was also full of hatred for Ye Tianlong, a disability, and the three of them not only lost pocket money, but also took out their belongings to auction.
Gao Fushuai directly waved impatiently: "Go, go, go."
Ye Tianlong was young and looked immature. He was so bombarded and Guo Sisi was Shaodong. No one said anything, but thought he should.
This kind of national treasure-level painting, let the dog and the cat look at it, wouldn't it be downgraded?
"Go, go, go!"
So many people yelled after Gao Fushuai and them, letting Ye Tianlong and the three daughters get out of the way quickly, so as not to hinder them from enjoying "The Independence of Fallen Flowers".
Ye Tianlong exhaled a long breath, smiling very strangely: "Aren't you just showing it for people to see?"
"Or, are you afraid that someone will recognize this painting as a fake?"
As soon as these words came out, the audience instantly became quiet, and Ye Tianlong gathered all eyes on him.
You can eat rice, but you can't talk nonsense. This is the rule in the antique industry.
If there is no real evidence, it is said that people's things are fake, that is to cut people's money, and also to offend people and incur revenge. Therefore, if Ye Tianlong's words fall, everyone will stare at him and question the authenticity of his words!
Several elders who had just put away the magnifying glass quickly took it out again and looked at "Independence of Fallen Flowers" again.
Ye Tianlong's yelling made them, who could not recognize the true and false originally, lost their heart.
Guo Sisi obviously did not expect Ye Tianlong to speak like this, and immediately yelled angrily: "Ye Tianlong, you bastard."
"Do you know where this is? This is an antique shop. You talk nonsense to me, and I want you to pay."
Jia Renyi and Gao Fushuai rolled up their sleeves and were also filled with indignation: "Boy, you are too wicked, do you want us to beat you up?"
At this time, several security personnel approached under Guo Sisi's sign.
"What? Throw me out?"
The corner of Ye Tianlong's mouth evoked a hint of sneer: "So you can sell the fake paintings? Defending the people is better than Fangchuan."
"Is it Donglaishundu's style? Throw out the master who can distinguish between serious and fake, so that it will be convenient for you to sell fakes?"
"You have to keep your eyes open, Dong Lai Shun is now kicking me out, just not letting me cut off their money."
"You must be careful not to exchange a pile of banknotes for a piece of waste paper."
After Ye Tianlong said so, everyone in the audience thoughtfully looked at "The Independence of Fallen Flowers", half-believing.
"Miss Guo, if my brother says the painting is fake, you can give him some time to make it clear."
"Yeah, everyone here is a veteran. What he said makes sense, but he is still arrogant and clear."
Seeing many people begging for Ye Tianlong, several security personnel stopped, looking a little embarrassed, and looked at Guo Sisi.
Guo Sisi's face was ugly, and he waved his hand to make the security personnel retreat, and then stared at Ye Tianlong and shouted: "Ye Tianlong, you better be able to explain."
An elderly man with a flower beard suddenly said: "Young man, you said this painting is fake. Do you have any basis?"
An old man with glasses also nodded: "Young man, tell me about your point of view, and see if Dong Lai Shun sells counterfeit goods, or if you are wicked to harm others?"
Jia Renyi also blushed and cursed at Ye Tianlong, "Yes, you said this painting is fake, show me proof?"
Gao Fushuai echoed: "If you can't take it out, immediately apologize and compensate me, how far you go."
"It's too hard to tell you."
Ye Tianlong clapped his hands and shouted out loudly: "I will take care of you, I will draw you another picture."
PS: The brothers who passed by would like HO.