I Became A Villain, Rich And Handsome

Or that there are seriously ill family members at home to hang their lives.

Therefore, there are very few people holding placards at the auction.

Lin Feng's golden eyes can tell if the ginseng is five hundred years old.

To be honest, it’s not enough, it’s a year away, but the effect of this ginseng in strengthening the body could not be better. If you eat it, it must be beneficial to your future physical development.

So Lin Feng raised his placard.

However, Lin Feng soon discovered that the young man who was against him just now also raised his placard. Lin Feng became interested in seeing this, and began to fight against the young man.

For a time, the price soared to 30 million.

Wang Lao frowned, feeling worthless.

"Forget it, Lin Feng, if you like it, I don't have a lot more. I'll give you a few. I'm arguing with that kid about this, it's useless!"

Lin Feng shrugged, "It's okay, I just find it interesting, but Mr. Wang, you said so, then I won't rob him!"

The young man was also sweating profusely at this time, looking for people who were against him, but because Lin Feng and Mr. Wang were sitting in the VIP seats on the second floor, the young man could not see Lin Feng.

The young man's name is Lu Chuan, the eldest son of the Lu Group in K City.

He came all the way this time just for this ginseng. His father had already been merged into the abyss, and he was in desperate need of this medicine to give him a sigh of relief.

Now, seeing that the money in his hand is about to run out, fortunately the man stopped bidding, and he was able to successfully photograph the ginseng.

"Congratulations to this gentleman for obtaining five hundred years of ginseng!"

"The auction is over! Please leave the venue in an orderly manner."

Lin Feng whispered in Wang Lao's ear: "Wang Lao, you take the painting back first, don't tell anyone, I will go to Wang's house to find you later!"

Wang Lao nodded, he knew that since then, it is inevitably not the safest way.

"Okay!"

Wang Lao went to the backstage to pay and receive paintings.

At the door, Lin Feng watched Wang Lao come out first, then left in his classic car, and then soon saw Lu Chuan come out from inside.

"Why are you still here?" Lu Chuan was in a very bad mood at this time. When he saw Lin Feng, he wanted to slap Lin Feng away and discourage Lin Feng.

"Here! Your money!" Lin Feng stuffed the money neatly into Lu Chuan's jacket pocket.

"what do you mean?"

"It's nothing, how does it feel to spend 30 million on a five-hundred-year-old ginseng?"

As soon as Lin Feng said this, Lu Chuan immediately realized that something was wrong.

"It's you!" Lu Chuan was shocked.

"I believe you need this money very much, so I waited here to return the money to you!"

These two words from Lin Feng were extremely harsh to Lu Chuan's ears.

"You did it on purpose!" Lu Chuan said fiercely.

"It doesn't count! This is my business card, you need to find me!" Lin Feng stuffed his business card into Lu Chuan's arms, then turned and left.

When Lu Chuan saw the name on the business card, his eyes widened.

Lin Feng!

It turned out to be Lin Feng from the Lin Group!

What did you just do?

He pretended to be Lin Feng in front of Lin Feng and pretended to be b for a long time.

All face lost!

Lu Chuan suddenly felt helpless.

Lin Feng rode his own electric car and came to Wang's house.

Wang Lao sat in the living room and waited for a long time.

"Come on, sit down!"

Lin Feng looked at the unfolded paintings on the table, and the various utility knives around, and couldn't help holding his forehead.

He will say that he can appraise treasures, but he really can't dismantle treasures.

"Old Wang, there is still a painting in it, but I'm clumsy, so I'd better ask a professional to do the surgery!"

Wang Lao looked at a middle-aged man in black next to him.

"Old Tang, come and drive."

"Yes, sir!"

Old Tang sat on the sofa, holding tools, and carefully peeled off the painting.

The whole process took more than half an hour.

Only then did Wang Lao see a corner of the painting.

"This is?" Wang Lao turned to look at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng shook his head, "I don't know, I need to open it up a bit before I can be sure!"

Wang Lao motioned Lao Tang to continue.

An hour later, Lao Tang carefully took out the picture in the painting and placed it in front of the table.

"This is..." Wang Lao looked very familiar, but he couldn't remember what it was.

Lin Feng was shocked, and then looked closely.

"This is Wu Daozi's unpublished work. If it were made public, it would be worth billions!"

Next to Wang Lao, he immediately took out a magnifying glass and watched it for himself.

I didn't expect it to be the real work of Wu Daozi.

This is really amazing!

But Wang Lao did not understand, who would put this Wu Daozi painting in a replica? Is it to escape something?

There is no such section in the original work, so the specific Lin Feng is not very clear.

But Lin Feng has a bold guess in his heart.

"It may be that Wu Daozi's successor hid his paintings in the replica. You can see that this replica can be exactly the same as the original painting. If it is not a copy, it is very difficult to do."

"After so many years, wars, reforms, etc., he must have lost this painting unintentionally. Now that it is in your hands, Mr. Wang, it is a blessing."

Lin Feng's words are quite reasonable.

"You're right, and it's a blessing!"

"This painting is very valuable, so don't promote it!" Wang Lao asked Lin Feng worriedly, and Lin Feng nodded.

"Don't worry, Wang Lao, I won't say these words, but this replica, you have to hang it in a conspicuous place."

This purpose, of course, is to confuse others.

Wang Lao nodded, "Naturally!"

"Come on, let's have a meal together! My chef is a super chef!"

"Okay! Then I'll be cheeky and have a meal at Wang's home!"

...

On the other side, Lu Chuan drove back to K City.

When Lu Chuan returned home, he hurriedly asked the servants to boil the ginseng into soup for Lu Wen to drink.

Lu Wen drank the ginseng, his complexion warmed, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Dad! You're awake!" Lu Chuan was overjoyed.

Lu Wen nodded, "Well, how long have I been in a coma?"

"It's been three days!" Lu Chuan lowered his head, tears starting to well up in his eyes.

Lu Wen sighed. Although he was leaning on ginseng, he knew that his time was running out.

"Xiaochuan, thank you for your hard work! Don't worry about it. The most important thing for you now is to manage the Lu Group well. I will rest my eyes under Jiuquan!"

Lu Chuan nodded and said nothing.

"Okay! Don't think about it! If you are in trouble in the future, go to Uncle Lin. Uncle Lin will help you. When we were young, we were friends in adversity."

Hearing this sentence, Lu Chuan's face instantly turned bad.

Lu Wen noticed it and asked, "Xiao Chuan, what's wrong with you?"

Lu Chuan knew that he couldn't hide it from his father, so he simply told Lu Wen what happened before.

Although Lu Wen and Lin Jianfei were friends through adversity when they were young, but they each got married and lived in different places, so they seldom saw each other, let alone each other's sons.

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