I became a villain, tall, rich and handsome

Or maybe there is a family member who is seriously ill and they just use it to hang themselves.

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

Lin Feng's golden clairvoyant eyes could tell whether the ginseng was five hundred years old.

To be honest, it's not enough, just one year away. However, the effect of ginseng on strengthening the body cannot be better. If you eat it, it will definitely be beneficial to your future physical development.

So Lin Feng raised his sign.

However, Lin Feng soon discovered that the young man who had just been against him also raised his sign. Seeing this, Lin Feng became interested and began to confront the young man.

Suddenly, the price soared to 30 million.

Mr. Wang frowned, feeling that it was not worth it.

"That's all, Lin Feng, if you like it, I don't have many more. I'll just give you a few. Why are you arguing with that kid for this? It's useless!"

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

The young man was also sweating profusely at this time, looking around for the person who was 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.

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

He came all the way this time just for this ginseng. His father was seriously ill and urgently needed this medicine to give him some relief.

Now he saw that the money in his hand was almost running out. Fortunately, the man stopped bidding and he was able to successfully take a photo of the ginseng.

"Congratulations to this gentleman for receiving 500-year-old ginseng!"

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

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

Mr. Wang nodded. He knew that this was not the safest way.

"good!"

Mr. Wang went backstage to pay and receive the painting.

At the door, Lin Feng first watched Mr. Wang come out and leave in his classic car, and then soon saw Lu Chuan coming out.

"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 vent his anger on Lin Feng.

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

"what do you mean?"

"Nothing. How do you feel about spending 30 million to buy a 500-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 am waiting here to return the money to you!"

Lin Feng's two words 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. If you need anything, come to me!" Lin Feng stuffed his business card into Lu Chuan's arms, then turned and left.

Lu Chuan's eyes widened when he saw the name on the business card.

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 fake for a long time.

I'm so embarrassed!

Lu Chuan suddenly felt hopeless.

Lin Feng rode his electric bike to Wang's house.

Mr. Wang was sitting in the living room, waiting for a long time.

"Here we go, sit down quickly!"

Lin Feng looked at the paintings unfolded on the table and the various tools and knives surrounding them, and couldn't help but hold his forehead.

He can say he knows how to identify treasures, but he really doesn't know how to dismantle them.

"Mr. Wang, there's another painting in here, but I'm clumsy, so I'd better ask a professional to do the surgery!"

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

"Old Tang, come here and drive."

"As you command, Master!"

Old Tang was sitting on the sofa, holding a tool and carefully peeling off the painting.

The whole process took more than half an hour.

Only then did Mr. Wang see the corner of the painting.

"What is this?" Mr. Wang turned to look at Lin Feng.

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

Mr. Wang motioned to Mr. Tang to continue.

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

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

Lin Feng was shocked, then took a closer look.

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

Mr. Wang next to him immediately took out a magnifying glass and looked at it for himself.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the authentic work of Wu Daozi.

This is really amazing!

But Mr. Wang didn't understand, who would put this Wu Daozi's painting in a replica? Is it to escape something?

This section does not exist in the original work, so the specific Lin Feng is not clear.

However, Lin Feng had a bold guess in his mind.

"It may be that Wu Daozi's descendants hid his paintings in replicas. Just look at this replica and it can be exactly the same as the original painting. It must be very difficult to do if it is not a copy."

"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 also a blessing."

What Lin Feng said makes sense.

"You are right, it can be considered a blessing!"

"This painting is worth a lot of money, so don't publicize it to the outside world!" Mr. Wang told Lin Feng worriedly, and Lin Feng nodded.

"Don't worry, Mr. Wang, I won't say this out loud, but you must hang this replica in a conspicuous place."

This purpose is naturally to confuse others.

Mr. Wang nodded, "Of course!"

"Come, let's have a meal together! My chef here is a first-class chef!"

"Okay! Then I'll be shameless and have a meal at Wang's house!"

…

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

When Lu Chuan returned home, he hurriedly asked his servants to boil ginseng soup and give it to Lu Wen to drink.

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

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

Lu Wen nodded, "Well, how long have I been unconscious?"

"Three days!" Lu Chuan lowered his head, tears already beginning to well up in his eyes.

Lu Wen sighed. Although he was leaning on the ginseng, he knew that he didn't have much time left.

"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 in peace now!"

Lu Chuan nodded and said nothing.

"Okay! Don't think about it! If you have any difficulties in the future, go to Uncle Lin. Uncle Lin will help you. When he and I were young, we were friends in need."

Hearing these words, Lu Chuan's face suddenly turned bad.

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

Lu Chuan knew that he could not hide it from his father, so he simply told Lu Wen everything that had happened before.

Although Lu Wen and Lin Jianfei were friends in adversity when they were young, they rarely met each other after they started their own families and lived in different places, and they never met each other's sons.