Chapter 399 Let Me Draw a Picture (Fourth Update)

Ye Tianlong looked at the painting with a complicated expression. He almost knelt down. Fortunately, he leaned on Hua Ruyu's chest in time to steady himself.

Hua Ruyu felt something was wrong with Ye Tianlong, so she frowned and asked, "Minister, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Tianlong calmed down and coughed slightly: "It's okay, it's just that there are so many people, it's a bit crowded."

Hua Ruyu didn't pay attention. She just pointed at the painting and asked, "Minister, you are well-informed. How much does that painting cost?"

Ye Tianlong rubbed his head and exhaled a long breath: "How much does it cost? A bottle of Erguotou."

Hua Ruyu looked confused: "Erguotou? Minister, what are you talking about -"

At this time, a staff member wearing Dong Laishun clothing stretched out his hands to signal the noisy audience to be quiet, and then said happily:

"Don't worry, everyone, this painting is 100% authentic. It was bought by Miss Shaodongguo from Christie's in Hong Kong City a year ago for 70 million."

"It has always been the treasure of our store. If Ms. Guo hadn't felt that sharing good things makes people happier, we wouldn't have brought it out."

“The price is a bit high, but it’s hard to buy something that’s so nice. And it’s something that can’t be copied. It’s value keeps rising every year.”

These words naturally won a round of applause!

There were several men and women standing next to the painting, holding the original auction book and photos in their hands, proving that the painting had no moisture.

Ye Tianlong didn't seem to hear it. He rubbed his eyes and took two steps forward, staring at the painting. He completely recognized it.

"Maimaiti, your uncle——"

While mumbling, Ye Tianlong took another step forward.

At this time, a tall young man who was maintaining order saw someone leaning too far forward and couldn't help shouting: "Don't let me crowd in if you don't want to buy."

"Can you afford to pay for the painting being crushed?"

Ye Tianlong felt that the voice was a bit familiar, so he looked away from the painting, looked up, and met the tall young man's eyes.

He smiled, the world is so small: tall, rich and handsome.

Gao Fushuai also recognized Ye Tianlong, his eyes widened immediately, and he shouted: "Ye Tianlong!"

As soon as these three words came out, the man and woman standing in front of the painting, who seemed to be the owners, also turned around, Guo Sisi and Jia Renyi.

When they saw Ye Tianlong, they also shouted: "Ye Tianlong!"

Hua Ruyu and the three girls were stunned. They didn't expect that Ye Tianlong also knew someone here.

"Ye Tianlong, why did you come to my antique store?"

Before Ye Tianlong could say anything, Guo Sisi shouted coldly: "You are not welcome here, get out."

The road between enemies is narrow.

"It turns out this is Miss Guo's shop."

A smile flashed across Ye Tianlong's face. He didn't expect that Dong Laishun was the property of the Guo family, and he didn't expect that this painting was taken by Guo Sisi. He secretly prayed for God's will.

However, his mood didn't change much, and he met the gazes of Guo Sisi and others calmly: "It's true that mountains and rivers can't change."

Guo Sisi's pretty face was gloomy: "Take me out."

Ye Tianlong knew what the other party was thinking, so he pointed at the store and replied meaningfully: "You're not welcome to me?"

"What? The store is closing? No business? So you refuse to let big customers like me in?"

"Big customer? What kind of big customer do you think you are?"

Wolverine beat up the Bald Boy group until they were disabled and hospitalized. Guo Sisi and the others had to pay Crow a full 300 million in compensation, plus interest every month.

Guo Sisi, who was working extremely hard, naturally hated Ye Tianlong deeply. If it weren't for this boy, how could they sell the antiques packed in boxes?

So today there is a channel to vent, and Guo Sisi will naturally not let it go:

"Besides, even if you are a big customer, I will not do business with you. In short, the Guo family's industry does not welcome you."

Jia Renyi also shouted: "That's right, this is an antique calligraphy and painting. You are a loser, can you understand it? Get out quickly, get out quickly."

He was also full of hatred for Ye Tianlong. After being disabled, the three of them not only lost their pocket money, but also had to auction off their belongings.

Gao Fushuai waved his hand impatiently: "Go, go, go."

Ye Tianlong was young and immature in appearance, so he was bombarded, and because Guo Sisi was Shaodong, no one said anything, but they thought it should be.

Wouldn't it lower the quality of such a national treasure-level painting if it was allowed to be seen by dogs and cats?

"Go, go, go!"

So many people followed Gao Fushuai and the others and shouted, telling Ye Tianlong and the three women to get out of their way and not to prevent them from enjoying "The Independence of the Fallen Flower".

Ye Tianlong took a long breath and smiled very strangely: "Isn't it just for people to see you?"

"Or are you afraid that someone will recognize that this painting is fake?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent instantly, and everyone's eyes gathered on Ye Tianlong.

You can eat randomly, but you can't talk randomly. This is the rule in the antique shop.

If there is no real evidence to say that someone else's things are fake, it will ruin people's wealth and offend others and lead to revenge. So when Ye Tianlong finished speaking, everyone stared at him and questioned the authenticity of his words!

Several old men who had just put away their magnifying glasses quickly took them out and looked at "The Independence of the Fallen Flower Man" again.

Ye Tianlong's shouting made them feel unsure of what was true and false.

Guo Sisi obviously didn't 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. If you talk nonsense to me, I will make you pay."

Jia Renyi and Gao Fushuai rolled up their sleeves and were also filled with indignation: "Boy, you are so wicked. Do you want us to beat you up?"

At this time, several security personnel came over at Guo Sisi's signal.

"What? Are you going to throw me out?"

There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of Ye Tianlong's mouth: "In this way, the fake paintings can be sold? It is better to defend the people's mouth than to defend the river."

"Is this Donglai Shundu's style? Throw out the master who can distinguish the real from the fake, so that you can sell fakes more easily?"

"Everyone, please keep your eyes open. Dong Laishun is driving me out now just to prevent me from cutting off their money."

"You must be careful not to exchange a pile of banknotes for a piece of waste paper."

When Ye Tianlong said this, everyone in the audience was thoughtful and looked at "The Independence of the Falling Flower Man" with half-belief.

"Miss Guo, if this brother says the painting is fake, give him some time to make it clear."

"Yes, everyone here is an old Jianghu. What he said makes sense, and he is still being nonsense. It will be clear as soon as he hears it."

Seeing many people interceding for Ye Tianlong, several security personnel stopped and looked at Guo Sisi with awkward expressions.

Guo Sisi looked ugly, waved the security personnel to leave, then stared at Ye Tianlong and shouted: "Ye Tianlong, you'd better give an explanation."

An old man with a colorful beard suddenly said: "Young man, you say this painting is fake, do you have any basis for it?"

An old man with glasses also nodded: "Young man, tell me your point of view. Is it Dong Lai Shun who is selling fake products, or are you being immoral and harming others?"

Jia Renyi also blushed and cursed at Ye Tianlong: "Yes, you said this painting is fake, can you provide evidence?"

Gao Fushuai echoed: "If you can't take it out, apologize to me immediately, compensate me, and get away as far as you can."

"It's too much effort to tell you."

Ye Tianlong clapped his hands and shouted loudly: "I'll give you the same pen and ink."

PS: Brothers passing by, please give me a thumbs up.