I actually became a villain licking dog

Chapter 91 Charlatan!

"Hurry up and move the car away."

"Today, our Zijin Building is not accepting guests."

The security guard stepped forward and knocked on the window glass.

Zijinlou is one of the largest restaurants in Jinling, and the boss behind it is a bigwig in the business world.

Therefore, he didn't care who the owner of the Rolls-Royce in front of him was.

Ye Feng rolled down the car window and saw that the security guard had a hulking back and a defensive stick pinned to his waist, showing an indescribably domineering side.

But a second later, a middle-aged fat man with a bald head rushed up quickly and slapped the security guard's round head.

Cursed: "You are a pig, you don't even know Young Master Ye's car!"

During this period of time, Ye Feng was in the limelight, known as the number one ruthless man in Jinling's rich second generation, and his reputation even overwhelmed his father Ye Longzhou.

This vicious security guard is so annoying, he dared to ask Ye Shao to move the parking space.

The bald and fat manager secretly thanked himself for his sharp eyesight and quick hands.

"Manager, didn't the boss say that Master Wu has reserved the venue today, and no one is allowed to enter."

The security guard said aggrievedly that he had just come out of the ditch and had no idea about the important figures in Jinling.

The most awesome person I've ever seen is my own boss.

His order is the imperial decree, and Master Wu, as the boss' friend, is equivalent to the emperor's nine thousand years old.

"Calling you a pig, you really are a pig!"

The bald, fat manager was so angry that his lungs would explode. How could his subordinates be so stupid.

The boss made a fool of himself and pissed off Ye Feng, but the restaurant was bought by someone for 100 yuan.

The most important thing right now is to make amends to Ye Feng.

For Ye Feng, three obediences and four virtues are required.

Ye Shao's words must be obeyed, orders must be obeyed, and attitudes must be obeyed.

Ye Shao's women must be recognized, temper must be tolerated, walking must be yielded, and license plate numbers must be remembered.

He said: "Young Master Ye, this security guard is new, so it doesn't represent the attitude of our restaurant, so please don't take it to heart."

Afterwards, he slapped the security guard on the head again, and reprimanded: "Don't apologize to Young Master Ye, or you will lose this month's bonus."

"Young Master Ye, I'm sorry!"

Hearing that the bonus was about to be withheld, the hulking security guard immediately apologized.

A bonus of 200 yuan is not a small amount.

Seeing this guy like this, Ye Feng was speechless, and because he was in a good mood today, he didn't bother to argue with him.

However, this security guard's virtue unconsciously reminded Ye Feng of Lin Yi again.

It seems that a security guard is not easy to be. With Lin Yi's ability, he can definitely do a very good job as a security guard.

Talk to Zhao Hongying another day.

"Master Wu..."

Ye Feng had some impressions of this person. He was a friend of the owner of Zijin Building and a well-known antique collector in Jinling.

The fake "Wan Mei Xuan Mo Tu" is in his hands.

Moreover, he also wanted to sell at a price of 1000 million.

……

"Old Yan, it's twelve o'clock now, is your friend still here?"

"Please forgive me, the ancient painting in Master Wu's hand is definitely the authentic work of Master Yu Shan. I have been in the treasure appraisal industry for decades, and I will never make a mistake."

"Yan Lao, don't you also think that this painting is probably the real one?"

"This young master Yu, if you really want this ancient painting, you should hurry up to get it, so as not to miss the opportunity."

In the box, everyone began to urge each other with one sentence, and set up the stage for Master Wu one after another.

Yan Wenjing has a high status in the traditional Chinese painting industry, and is also a powerful figure in China.

But this is Jinling, not the radiating range of his influence.

What's more, if this painting can be sold, everyone will get a dividend.

Master Wu was a thin middle-aged man, he was sitting upright, but he didn't say a word.

He knew very well that this painting was actually a fake, but because of something special, even Yan Wenjing, an expert, could only see a little bit of it.

It's not that it's a fake.

As for the friend he called to help appraise paintings, Master Wu had already made arrangements.

He is a good buddy of the owner of the restaurant, he has already said hello, and today the venue is reserved and no outsiders are allowed to enter.

If so, force them out.

In order to be safe, he even blocked the signal of the restaurant, so that they didn't have to make calls.

Even if Yan Wenjing finds out about it, that's something for another time.

As long as he draws this character, he doesn't care what happens behind him?

What he did was the job of a charlatan!
"Old Yan, is this ancient painting authentic?"

Yu Hongliang on the side was a little anxious. He was really afraid of missing the opportunity, because the author of this ancient painting, Yu Shan, was the ancestor of their Yu family.

Yu Hongliang has just been established as the heir of the Yu family in Gusu, and his foundation is not stable. He needs to contribute to the family to consolidate his position.

And the appearance of this ancient painting is simply a god-sent opportunity.

The only thing to consider is its authenticity.

That's why he asked Yan Wenjing.

Yu Hongliang is his student, but he is not studying Chinese painting.

"Don't worry, wait a little longer."

Yan Wenjing took his time.

In a blink of an eye, 10 minutes passed.

"Young Master Yu, if you want this, we will pay you 1000 million yuan. If you don't want it, I will leave."

"With all due respect, you are not the only one who wants to buy my painting."

Master Wu began to urge people.

This is also the routine he set.

"This……"

Yu Hongliang was a little hesitant, 1000 million was a trivial matter, he cared whether the painting was real or not.

If he bought a fake one and went back, he would not only lose money, but also be ridiculed, which would have a negative impact on his status as an heir.

"Wait a minute, I'm not in a hurry, what are you in a hurry for?"

Yan Wenjing said expressionlessly, after all, he is a powerful figure, although he is usually gentle, but his aura is very strong.

Moreover, Yan Wenjing will definitely not do things that he is not sure about.

It is even more impossible to cheat your own students.

"it is good."

Yu Hong nodded.

Seeing this, Master Wu felt a little uncomfortable. Although he could ignore Yan Wenjing, he didn't dare to be disrespectful to him.

What's more, he can't really leave, otherwise, who will sell this painting?

Currently, Yu Hongliang is the only one who has been taken advantage of.

"Then I'll show off my face and wait a little longer."

Master Wu is not in a hurry.

He was determined by Yu Hongliang, the value of this painting to him was far beyond its own meaning.

If this is bought back, if it is true, it will definitely exist like a family heirloom.

Next, I just wait a little longer.

As for the master Yan Wenjing mentioned, he will definitely not be there.

"Old Yan, I'm sorry, I'm late."

Suddenly, Ye Feng walked over.

When he came in, he found that his mobile phone had no signal, so he couldn't call Yan Wenjing.

So, let the fat manager bring him in, so it took a little more time.

"Hehe, little friend is finally here."

Yan Wenjing said with a smile, "Come and see if this painting is real."

"it is good."

Ye Feng stepped forward, ready to go through the process.

"Wait a minute."

Suddenly, Master Wu frowned and said, "Old Yan, I just sat down and didn't leave because I sold you and Young Master Yu's face. There are too many people who want to buy my paintings."

"Besides, my Wu Ziyong's paintings can't be seen by any cat or dog!"

In the end, Wu Ziyong raised his eyebrows at Ye Feng with murderous eyes. He felt that this young man should not know how to appraise paintings because of his young age.

But he was the person Yan Wenjing called after all, Wu Ziyong didn't dare to speculate with common sense in his heart.

However, Wu Ziyong didn't realize that the masters of appreciating treasures he called to set up a stage for him looked at Ye Feng with fear.

(End of this chapter)