Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment

Ye Feng didn't bother to identify the above content, but saw that the last signature was Wu Changshuo.

During this period of time, he also learned a lot of knowledge about the antique world, knowing that this Wu Changshuo was a calligrapher in modern times, and his works were also very popular in the antique market. It is said that the highest auction price was four to five million.

"Mr.? This calligraphy should be written by a calligrapher from Huaguo, right? Have you ever been to Huaguo?" He looked at the old man calmly.

When the old man heard the word "Hua Guo", his eyes suddenly lit up, "I have been there, I have been there when I was young, and this picture was brought back at that time."

Ye Feng stared at him twice, "When you were young? Did you go to China to do business?"

"Business? Haha..." The old man turned to look at him, his eyes suddenly became sharp, "I'm going to kill people."

His eyes were a bit frightening, Ye Feng was fine, but Xia Qiu who was beside him took a step back in fright.

Ye Feng hurriedly helped her, then stared at the old man intently, "When did you go to Huaguo?"

There was a slightly evil smile on the old man's face, as if he wanted to recall the glorious years, "Eighty-five years ago, I followed the army and set foot on the land of Huaguo for the first time..."

Ye Feng and Xia Qiu's expressions changed at the same time.

For every Chinese, they all know what happened after that.

That is the eternal pain in the hearts of all Chinese people.

Xia Qiu couldn't hide the hatred in his eyes, and was about to speak.

But Ye Feng took the first step and asked: "Then have you ever repented for what you did when you were young?"

"Repent? Why do you want to repent?" The old man turned his head to look at him with agitated expression, "Everything we do is for the country."

"You can enjoy the prosperity of the island country today, that is all thanks to us, why should we make us repent?"

Ye Feng showed a sneer on his face, "You are for your own country, but why do you want to pass the disaster on to someone else's country? How is this different from animals?"

The old man took it for granted, "Humans are beasts. Without legal restrictions, people will be more cruel than beasts."

"In this world, only the strong are worthy of survival, and the weak can survive, that is a kind of luck, not should."

Ye Feng suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and exhaled, "Okay, let's not talk about these, let's talk about business."

"I really like this yard, how much do you want?"

The old man stared at him for a while, then shook his head suddenly, "I won't sell it anymore."

Ye Feng frowned suddenly, "Why?"

"Because I don't like you, I don't want you to live in my yard, is that a good reason?" The old man stared at him displeased.

"Of course, this yard is yours. If you don't want to sell it, no one can force you." Ye Feng said, and suddenly walked up to the writing, "Since you don't want to sell the yard, what about this word? I like it too. Yes, make an offer."

"Are there any young people in the island country who like these things?" The old man was a little surprised.

"Carrots and vegetables, everyone has their own preferences. I usually like to collect some calligraphy and paintings, but I don't know if you are willing to part with them?" He continued to stare at the old man.

"As far as I know, this calligrapher's calligraphy and paintings are not cheap. If you want them, you can take 10 million island national currency." The old man immediately quoted a price.

Ye Feng secretly calculated that 10 million island national currency is equivalent to about 500,000 Chinese national currency.

"Okay, I bought it." He nodded directly in agreement.

Xia Qiu on the side suddenly widened his eyes.

Ye Feng didn't spend too much money on the few things he bought before. This is the biggest expense today.

Including the old man who was also a little confused. He had just quoted a price casually and was waiting for the other party to counter the price. Unexpectedly, the young man agreed without hesitation.

"Are you really willing to spend 10 million island national currency to buy this calligraphy?" He was afraid that the other party might not hear clearly, so he repeated it again.

"Yes." Ye Feng gave an affirmative answer.

"Why?" The old man was still a little puzzled.

"The reason, I can't tell you until after the transaction is made." Ye Feng deliberately kept it a secret.

The old man frowned and pondered for a moment, then finally nodded, "Yes."

The two parties immediately signed the transaction contract and pressed their fingerprints.

Ye Feng also transferred 10 million island national currency to him on the spot, and the transaction was considered complete.

"Can you tell me the reason now?" The old man still did not forget this matter.

Ye Feng smiled faintly, turned around and took the writing off the wall, "Do you have scissors at home?"

The old man pushed the wheelchair to a cabinet, opened the drawer, and took out a pair of scissors, "What do you want scissors for?"

Ye Feng didn't answer him immediately. After taking the scissors, he directly pierced the words, and then stroked lightly.

This picture, which cost 10 million island national currency to buy, was destroyed by him with a pair of scissors.

"You...what are you doing?" The old man was taken aback.

Xia Qiu, who was on the side, was also taken aback. How could such a prodigal? How can the words bought with more than half a million Chinese national coins be so ruined?

Ye Feng didn't answer, but tore up the words completely.

The old man took a closer look and found that there was actually a painting hidden in the interlayer of the writing.

It was a landscape painting, he couldn't see why, he only noticed the signature of this painting - Tang Yin!

"Tang Yin? Tang Yin? Could it be..."

Xia Qiu didn't realize it at first, so she read it twice in a low voice, and suddenly realized something, and she was stunned.

Tang Bohu, this turned out to be Tang Bohu's painting?

"Who is Tang Yin? Is he famous?"

The old man was obviously not familiar with this well-known talent in China, so he asked immediately.

Ye Feng took out the landscape painting in the interlayer, and admired it with satisfaction, "Tang Yin is a great talent in China, and he is well-known in China. Especially his works have been very popular in the antique market these years. Once There is a picture of "Waterfall Viewing on Lushan Mountain", which was sold for a sky-high price of 3.6 billion Chinese currency."

The old man was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and it took him a while to recover, "3.6 billion Chinese currency is really unbelievable. So, this painting is also priceless?"

Ye Feng nodded without hesitation, "Although this painting is not as good as the "Waterfall Viewing on Lushan Mountain", it is still a rare masterpiece. At least it is worth... 300 million Chinese national currency. It is almost equivalent to five or six billion island countries. coins."

Hearing this, the old man hurriedly covered his heart, with a painful expression on his face.

"Five or six billion island national currency? You... you actually tricked me?"

Although he is nearly a hundred years old now, he still values ​​money very much.

This painting and calligraphy had just been sold for 10 million island national currency, and he still felt that he had made a huge profit.

Unexpectedly, with a single stroke of the scissors, this young man would earn 50 or 60 times his net profit directly, which made him unacceptable.

But what if he doesn't accept it? The contracts are signed and the money has been transferred. Even if the lawsuit is brought to court, it will not help.