Super Pickup King

Tang Qi slapped him twice: "Why are you stealing this Ye Mingzhu? How much money has been exchanged? Talk to you!"

Lao Wang's face was red and swollen, but he never answered his questions, just struggled silently. He was crushed there by a few people. Everyone forgave Tang Qi for being rude. After all, it was for the benefit of the country and it was hard to say anything.

Tang Qi squatted in front of him, grabbed the bead from his clothes, and immediately felt it in his hand. It was genuine. After reading it, others nodded and agreed: "This is indeed the real Ye Mingzhu."

And Lao Wang kept yelling: "Let go of me! You all get out of the way!"

"You dream, this traitor. Let's get you into the game!"

"I have a bomb on my body, if you dare to continue to suppress me, I will detonate it and then everyone will die together!"

This sentence worked, and everyone backed away. Lao Wang was holding a black remote control in his hand and looked at them coldly. He was covered with alcohol, his head was in a mess, and there were red and swollen marks on his face that Tang Qi had hit. Standing up laboriously, he tore open his clothes, revealing the black bomb on it, it really wasn't a lie. Everyone went backwards in fright.

"Are you crazy? Calm down!" Qian Lao said solemnly.

The man pointed to Tang Qi and said, "Bring me that Ye Mingzhu, or I will blow you up!"

Tang Qi smiled and said, "Who are you scaring? Will I be afraid of you? If you have the ability, just press the remote control, everyone will die with you, come on!" He said as he walked to Lao Wang.

Lao Wang's eyes were flustered, and the remote control in his hand was creaking. He was already on the door, and said with a trembling, "Don't force me, if something happens to me, you will all be fine. Let me go to **** together. !"

Tang Qi gritted his teeth and looked at Pharaoh, thinking in his heart, the dog jumped the wall in a hurry, if he was really forced to press the remote control. Are we going to die? It's better to leave, anyway, Ye Mingzhu is already in hand. At this moment, the door of the private room opened, and a waiter walked in with a bill: "Who will settle this account? A total of nine hundred and eight!"

As soon as the door opened, it happened to hit Lao Wang’s right face. Lao Wang was already swollen by Tang Qi. This time it was painful tears and he bent down, holding the remote control and cursed: "Mary Next door, I will blow you up!"

Everyone was stunned. Is he really going to do it?

Tang Qi hurriedly took the opportunity to rush over and suppress his wrist: "Hurry up and help me! Otherwise you will all be blown up!"

"Yeah! Go and beat this bastard!" Everyone held him down, Tang Qi snatched his remote control, threw it aside, and breathed a sigh of relief. Lao Wang struggled and gasped with a wry smile three times: "I'm really over!"

Qian Lao walked to his side: "Do you have any unspeakable concealment, you never do such a thing."

"Old Qian, I know that the taboo of the antique industry is to sell the country. I really have nothing to say. You can arrest me and go."

"Why? I can help you when I tell the matter." Old Qian said gently.

"I can't say that, in short, everything is my own responsibility." Lao Wang didn't appreciate it and snorted.

Tang Qi and the others asked for a long time, but Lao Wang remained silent, and finally Qian Lao let Tang Qi let him go: "Okay, since it's not a fact, we can't take you away. You can do it yourself."

"Lao Qian..." He looked at Lao Qian without a word for a while. Before leaving, he turned around and said: "Anyway, I am a lesson from the past. Please remember, don't trust foreigners, and don't be greedy for cheap, my shop, you Help me take over, I'm going to surrender." Tang Qi was taken aback: "We don't want to hold you accountable."

"It's a death for me to stay outside. It's better to go to jail and chew on my head to be safe. I'm leaving." He dejected and left.

Tang Qi wanted to follow but was stopped by Qian Lao: "Don't go anymore, if Jack Tang's people follow, it is estimated that something will happen."

All of them sat on the chairs in shock, constantly cursing how this person was forgotten, but Tang Qi remained silent, always feeling that he had unspeakable difficulties and what had happened.

"Unexpectedly, he is so old, and he would do such a thing!"

"Yes! He is not short of money, his business has always been good. I haven't heard of any bad habits he has. A daughter has also become a monk and has a good life. What is going on!" Everyone was puzzled.

"Is he in the antique business?"

Old Qian shook his head: "Strictly speaking, he is not. He is engaged in the fringe industry of framing some paintings. Sometimes someone asks him to maintain some of his family's paintings, so he is not an antique. I haven't studied at all, but it's really a distance to call him an expert. I have known him for 20 years and I never thought he would do such a thing."

Tang Qi said: "This is weird. Even Jack Tang knows that he wants a good person to replace this pearl, he will find a master, why do he want this half bottle of vinegar? Is his method fast?"

"Hey, this person is famous for his quick hands and eyes, and quick-acting, otherwise he can touch it all at once?"

"How did Jack Don know about this? And who gave him the fake Ye Mingzhu?" Tang Qi asked curiously.

Everyone couldn't answer, and Old Qian said, "Tang Qi, I'll take you to his calligraphy and painting shop. If you want to know what happened to him, you still have to investigate."

"Alright! I want to visit his shop too." Tang Qihuai took Ye Mingzhu and accompanied Qian Lao to Wang Lao's calligraphy and painting shop. His shop is located on a calligraphy and painting street. Most of the shops here are People from Suhai often come here for paper. Invitations, wedding invitations, and couplet calligraphy and paintings, everything, of course, also sell some ancient calligraphy and paintings, but most of them are fakes. Arty people will not come here to shop.

When Tang Qi came here for the first time, he saw that every one of them was decorated with antiques, and there were banners or guise hanging outside to find customers, which was quite interesting. It is also a place that foreigners often visit.

At this time, Qian Lao pointed to a painting hanging outside a shop and said: "It's really a pity that such a good painting is thrown here. Let's take it."

It turned out that Old Qian didn't mean that he saw it. Tang Qi smiled and followed Qian Lao. There was a dilapidated and old painting hanging outside. The paper on it had become yellow and there was a painting on it. The plum blossoms are dotted and very powerful.

Write these two ancient poems next to me: Mei Xu Xunxue is three points white, but Xue loses Mei for a while. The signature is Song Cao.

Song Cao was a famous calligrapher in the Qing Dynasty. Although he is not very well-known among ordinary people, his apprentice is a household name, and that is Zheng Banqiao, who is famous for painting bamboo.

In the face of this picture scroll, Tang Qi's superpower did not respond in any way, it should be a fake painting that was imitated.

Tang Qi walked closer, touched his finger, and he reminded in his mind: fake works from the 1970s, fake paintings, value: three hundred and fifty yuan. Tang Qi glanced at Qian Lao and found that his eyes were dim, as if he was thinking of something sad, his hand trembling lightly and stroking the picture scroll.

Tang Qi looked at Qian Lao curiously, and whispered: "Qian Lao, this painting is fake..."

"I know, but this painting is very important to me." Qian Lao said.

"Oh, let's buy it then."

Old Qian didn't speak, his eyes looked straight at Zhang Hua, as if a thousand words were coming to his mind.

At this time, the boss came out from inside and said with a smile: "You want this painting? Oh, you have real eyes! This painting is an authentic painting of Song Cao in the Qing Dynasty. Look at this brushwork..." Barabara Said a nonsense.

Tang Qi said, "How much do you want?"

"Five hundred thousand! This is because I give you a discount, you know? You won't have this shop after you pass this village." The man said excitedly. He regarded Tang Qi and Qian Lao as two clubs. Does anyone know that if the painting is really done, it will be placed at the door in the wind and the sun at will? But seeing Tang Qi deliberately want to buy, of course the lion opened his mouth.

This painting was discovered by his looking through the bottom of the box a few days ago. It was almost torn by his wife, but he saw that there was no damage to the surroundings, so he hung it outside. It was fake after being sold for a few days. Of course, he didn’t want it. Buy, he will be prepared to throw it away, who knows someone came to ask for the price, it's **** help me!

When Old Qian heard that he was asking for 500,000 yuan, he was immediately anxious. Tang Qi helped him aside what he was about to say.

"I'll be old for money." Tang Qi still has the ability to deal with such profiteers. He stretched out **** and said to the boss: "This number, let's not talk about it. I want to take it away."

"Two hundred thousand?" The boss was heartbeat, and I really reposted it today!

"No, twenty yuan. This number is too much for you."

The boss's face suddenly collapsed: "Hey, are you kidding me? This is the real story of Song Cao, if you are like this..."

Tang Qi was too lazy to talk to him, took out his wallet, stuffed him twenty yuan, and then took down the painting.

The boss said helplessly: "Well, you are a strong seller and a strong buy."

"Because it is the price. Goodbye!" Tang Qi carefully rolled up the scroll and helped Qian to leave.

The boss took twenty yuan and smiled and said, "This is not bad too. I can buy a few boxes of lunch."

Tang Qi handed the painting to Old Qian: "Old Qian, you can keep it."

Old Qian smiled: "Do you know why I want this thing? Even if it is a fake, I still want it."

"Because Qian always knows this painter, right? You and him are very good friends, so you saw his things on sale, so you wanted to buy them."

Old Qian smiled and said, "If he were my friend, and a painting cost only 20 yuan, I would be very sad for him."

Tang Qi said, "Who is that?"

"He is a despicable and shameless villain who almost killed a friend of mine. I will never forget him for the rest of my life. If he is not found out, I will never feel at ease for the rest of my life. I thought I would never see him in this life. Who knows that you can still see his paintings today!"

It turned out not to be a friend, but turned out to be an enemy.