Chapter 50: Demolition team

A word from Master Chu made the whole room quiet.
what?
The real story of Wang Zixi sent by Xiao Junfei is actually fake?
Wang Lin looked at Xiao Junfei, his face instantly changed.
Xiao Junfei is his best son-in-law! He actually gave himself a fake picture?
Xiao Junfei panicked at the time, he quickly said: "Uncle Chu, don't talk nonsense, my painting, but it is true! I have painted millions and bought it!"
After all, Xiao Junfei squeezed his eyes at Master Chu in the video and motioned Master Chu not to expose him.
But Master Chu's dedication is famous in the antique world.
At that time, Master Chu replied: "Why am I wrong?
The painting of Wang Zixi, whether it is workmanship or paper,...""Deep Dudu..." Master Chu's words were not finished yet, and Xiao Junfei quickly hung up the phone.
Let Master Chu say that, his own face is considered to be thrown home! Zhang Wanlin looked at Xiao Junfei with a smile, his eyes were self-evident.
Xiao Junfei is also a flushed face. Today he was laughed at by a person from a takeaway company, and he also lost a big face in front of the future old man! That Wang Zixi's painting is indeed not true.
But the imitation technology is very superb, and most people can't see it at all, but they haven't imagined it, let Master Chu accidentally see through it.
The atmosphere at the scene was very embarrassing.
Wang Yuyan looked at Xiao Junfei's eyes more disgusted.
"Cough, Uncle Wang, there are still some things in my family, so I will go first."
"Goodbye, goodbye..." Xiao Junfei blushed and quickly walked out of the room, disappearing into the sight of everyone.
Looking at the two paintings in front of him, Wang Lin was also lost in thought.
One is the real story of Tang Yin! Ancient paintings worth tens of millions.
But this ancient painting was sent by a kid he looked down upon.
Another painting, Wang Zixi's fake painting, was sent by his favorite future son-in-law, which made him very chilled! Even so, he still can't look at Zhang Wanlin, and still thinks that Xiao Junfei is worthy of his son-in-law.
Zhang Wanlin also stood up at this time and smiled at Wang Yuyan: "Yuyan, I also went back."
"Shall I send you?"
Wang Yuyan stood up.
Zhang Wanlin waved his hand and smiled: "Oh, no need, you still accompany your father at home."
After all, Zhang Wanlin also left the apartment.
After Zhang Wanlin left, Wang Yuyan looked at his father.
There was helplessness and anger in his eyes.
"Dad! How can you receive such a valuable gift as Zhang Wanlin?
This is the real story of Tang Yin! "
And Wang Lin also knew that he was in a loss. His previous attitude towards Zhang Wanlin was so bad, but people still gave him a famous painting worth tens of millions.
But Wang Lin still said sternly: "He should be a junior to meet his elders and give gifts!"
"But do people have anything to do with our family?
Can people be called your juniors? "
Wang Yuyan asked.
boom! At this time, Wang Lin slapped on the table fiercely: "He gave gifts, I accept the gifts, it is legal and reasonable, can't it?"
"Also! I will sever ties with the kid in the future! Get in touch with Xiao Junfei, you know?"
Wang Lin exasperated.
Even if Zhang Wanlin gave him a famous painting, he felt that this famous painting must have been inadvertently obtained by Zhang Wanlin.
Zhang Wanlin is nothing but a poor boy.
Even though Xiao Junfei sent a fake picture, he still felt that Xiao Junfei looked away before giving him a fake picture.
After all, Xiao Junfei is the son of the largest local developer! ...On the other side, Zhang Wanlin went directly to his home.
At home, father Zhang Qishan did not go to gambling today, but stayed at home honestly.
This made Zhang Wanlin very gratified.
After dinner, Zhang Wanlin returned to his room to rest.
Early the next morning, Zhang Wanlin did not wake up, and he heard a rumbling sound.
Then there was a bang! A loud voice awakened Zhang Wanlin! Zhang Wanlin opened his eyes confusedly and glanced out the window, then his eyes widened! I saw four excavators have stopped in the yard, and the walls of the Zhangjia yard have been directly collapsed by the excavator! The brick fell to the ground, and a large dust swelled in the courtyard.
More than thirty workers wearing hard hats were standing in the Zhangjia yard holding tools such as shovels and hammers.
This is a construction team! The captain of the construction team is a well-known old man named Gu Daqiang in Gucheng County.
Zhang Daqiang, in his thirties, is a tattoo, with more than thirty people, directly smashed! "Smash me! Demolish! The house pushed me too!"
Zhang Daqiang arrogantly carried the hammer in one hand and the horn in the other.
In the morning, there was such a big noise, and many neighborhood neighbors had stood by the street to watch the excitement.
Zhang Wanlin jumped out of bed as an agitator, put on his clothes and walked out the door.
"stop!"
Zhang Wanlin roared.
At this time, the father Zhang Qishan also hurriedly rushed out of the yard, after seeing this scene in front of him, he was dumbfounded.
"What are you doing?
Why push down the walls of my house? "
Zhang Qishan said angrily.
Zhang Daqiang glanced at Zhang Qishan and smiled: "Oh, are you Zhang Qishan?"
"Sorry, the owner said, the house is gone, let's push it down!"
"Homeowner?"
Zhang Qishan said angrily: "I am the owner! Have you agreed with me?"
"Are you the homeowner?"
Zhang Daqiang raised his eyebrows, seeming to be surprised.
But then he rolled his eyes and said indifferently: "It doesn't matter who is the homeowner, whoever gives me money, I will work for anyone, push me!"
With Zhang Daqiang's order and bang, the excavator directly smashed a wall! This is forced demolition! Zhang Wanlin was also full of anger.
Who are you provoking?
Actually send someone to demolish your home?
Zhang Wanlin just wanted to start, but at this moment, a Rolls-Royce Phantom drove in through the alley.
The license plate number is five or eight, which is extremely domineering.
When this luxury car appeared, it attracted many people's attention.
That big strongman even ran over.
With a click, the door opened, the driver opened the rear door, and then a familiar person appeared in Zhang Wanlin's vision.
Wearing a suit and wearing a watch, his hair fell backwards, with a cynical smile on the corner of his mouth.
I saw him get off the luxury car, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at Zhang Wanlin playfully.
Coming here, naturally is Zhang Wanlin's uncle, Liu Qiang! "Boss Liu, you are here."
At this time, Zhang Daqiang greeted him with a pleased smile.
Liu Qiang raised his eyebrows and asked, "Did you push the Zhang family?"
Why hasn't it been pushed yet?
Is it possible for me to do it myself? "