My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

Heisen seemed to feel Yang Feng's scrutiny and smiled: "It can be seen that Mr. Yang is still a little hostile to me."

"Your Chinese is very good. Have you lived here for a long time?"

Yang Feng asked.

Hessen nodded and said: "Yes, and I'm afraid I will have to live in China in the foreseeable future. I like China's Chinese culture very much, especially your antique culture."

"Because our antiques are not as shameless as yours."

There was a bit of sarcasm in Yang Feng's tone.

He has actually read some historical and cultural relics from some countries.

Those things that can no longer be fake can be marketed as proof of one's own country's history.

Heisen didn't mind Yang Feng's sarcasm, but said: "I know that people like Mr. Yang must have a arrogant heart, but the truth and the lies are not that important sometimes."

"What do you mean?"

Yang Feng asked suspiciously.

Hessen smiled and said: "I have heard some things in the antique circle. If you want to create something exactly the same as a historical relic, the first thing you need is extremely high identification ability."

"What you said is fake."

"You can understand that if Zhang wants to create seamless antiques, he will definitely need a master treasure appraiser, because only such a master can truly see the flaws in a fake and then modify it."

Hessen said with a smile: "So some people say that the biggest counterfeiters are actually the treasure appraisers."

"You mean, you want me to help you fake it?"

"Mr. Yang is really smart, but what I want is not a fake, what I want is the exact same top-notch genuine product."

Hesse smiled.

Yang Feng carefully looked at Heisen in front of him and asked, "Can I know why?"

"I'm sorry, I can't tell you yet."

"Why did you find me?"

"Because in our long-term observation, we found that you are the most suitable person."

Heisen looked at Yang Feng and said, "Your eyesight is far beyond ordinary people, and you have restored antiques before and sold them at high prices, such as your Song Dynasty burning book?"

"you!"

Yang Feng didn't expect that these people would stare at him for so long.

But soon, Yang Feng understood.

It's not that these people stared at him for a long time, this was the information they were looking for later.

Because if someone is really staring at him, he will definitely feel it.

"As far as I know, Mr. Yang only comes from a peasant family. You don't have a big family to protect you. If you continue like this, you will be targeted sooner or later."

Hesse said, reaching out his hand again and saying: "We can provide security for you and your family."

"Can I understand that this is a threat from you?"

"Of course, because I'm afraid Mr. Yang has never seen a power beyond nature."

There was a bit of pride in Hesse's tone.

Yang Feng squinted his eyes and said, "It seems that your intelligence is still not up to standard."

"Oh? How do you say this?"

"My personality is that I hate others threatening me."

"But in this world, weak people are not worthy of temper."

"You are right, weak people are not worthy of losing their temper."

At this time, Yang Feng finally stretched out his hand to shake Heisen's hand.

Heisen was proud, thinking that Yang Feng had given in.

But at this moment, Yang Feng's hand suddenly exerted force.

Heisen immediately felt a sense of oppression. Just when he was about to fight back, a huge pressure came down from the top of his head.

"Clang!"

Enormous pressure.

Directly driving Heisen to kneel down to Yang Feng.

The next moment, the sound of breaking bones was heard.

"Crack!"

The bones of the hand that shook hands shattered in an instant.

Heisen wanted to roll over in pain, but his body was unable to move in place.

"Weak people are not worthy of howling, nor are they worthy of threatening me, do you understand?"

Yang Feng looked down from a high position and looked coldly at Heisen who was kneeling in front of him.

Heisen sweated on his forehead and raised his head to look at Yang Feng in front of him.

He seemed to have become a mountain.

"you you!"

Hesse's eyes were filled with fear.

But Yang Feng had already let go at this moment and walked towards the distance.

It wasn't until he watched Yang Feng leave that the power that was pressing him was finally released.

His body fell to the ground like mud.

The pain and weakness made him unsure whether to roll or lie down.

Yang Feng ignored his life and death.

After he got into the car, Lin Xue next to him looked a little surprised.

She saw the scene at the door just now.

Although I don't know what happened.

But Yang Feng seemed to have done something to Heisen just now.

He was suppressed until Hessen knelt on the spot unable to move.

But for Lin Xue, this was a bit too incredible.

Yang Feng seemed to feel Lin Xue's emotions, and said helplessly: "Why are you watching the excitement? Didn't you say you want to sign a contract?"

His words brought Lin Xue back to reality.

Lin Xue drove the car back towards her home.

Just looking at her expression, she remained tense, as if she was still thinking about what just happened.

"What happened to that guy just now?"

Lin Xue couldn't hold back and asked anyway.

Yang Feng chuckled and said, "Did you see it?"

"Saw some."

"Anyway, he's not a good person. He wanted me to help him fake it, so I taught him a lesson."

"Fake?"

"Well, I don't know what the purpose is."

Yang Feng said truthfully.

Lin Xue rolled her eyes and said, "What's the purpose of the fraud? It must be to make money."

"uncertain."

"What do you mean?"

Lin Xue asked strangely.

Does fraud have other effects?

Yang Feng glanced at the scenery outside the window, looked at the passing street lights, and said, "This person is different from ordinary people."

"What do you mean?"

"At today's auction, many items were marked at low prices, but they were actually picked up by others."

Yang Feng said.

Lin Xue frowned when he heard this, and then suddenly reacted: "You mean, they released those things on purpose?"

"I'd say you're smart."

Yang Feng felt a little emotional. It was easy to talk to smart people.

But Lin Xue was even more surprised and said: "Why did they release these things? According to what you said, the value of that glass is at least [-] million. If it was for money, they would have already suffered a huge loss."

"So I don't think they are doing it for money. They are using these things to lure me in and verify my ability to identify treasures."

Yang Feng felt strange just now.

How could there be so many missing items at an auction?

Now it seems that someone else did it intentionally.

The two of them were talking in the car, and the car finally drove into Lin Xue's villa.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening.

Yang Feng was not used to suddenly coming to Lin Xue's house late at night, especially since the nanny didn't seem to be at Lin Xue's house today.