He Wangye dominates the entertainment industry

Gu Yan never thought of making CP worse.

When he was interviewed the next day, a reporter asked him about his relationship with Bai Nian, and he answered very well in line with his personality: "She lent me money because I would pay it back."

He raised his eyebrows very domineeringly: "What? Are you paying back?"

CP fan: "..."

Overlord, he doesn't understand love!We don't blame him!

Gu Yan's refutation of the rumors not only did not reduce the number of CP fans, but on the contrary, it became more and more intense.

——Hahaha, why do I feel more real?

——Young Master Gu only said that if he lent money to him every year, he believed that he could afford it. Rounding it up, this means that he has a lot of trust in him!
- Absolutely!Obviously every word he said is fine, why is it so easy to eat!

As we all know, cp fans and Wei fans are incompatible.

Gu Yan has always been a domineering person, with many girlfriend fans, girlfriend fans can't accept brother's cp the most, they have had a lot of quarrels, and some people keep sending private messages to Bai Nian.

In Bai Nian's spare time, she would read some private messages on Weibo to find out what her fans thought. During the break between filming this day, she clicked in, and the purpose of them was to scold her.

[White pig, go to hell!Can't walk independently? ]
[Vampire whore biss!Don't touch my young master Gu, you are not worthy! ]
[No wonder you have no mother!No wonder your dad doesn't love you!If you were my daughter, I would hit you eight hundred times a day!Let you be cheap to men! ]
One by one, shocking.

She thought it was a little funny.

Could it be that Gu Yan would be with these girlfriend fans if he didn't make cp with her?

Their malice is too cheap.

After thinking about it, she didn't care about those swear words, but followed the network cable to the base camp of "White Flame" cp fans.

In Chaohua, everyone was beaming, and everyone was eating candy bit by bit.

They intercepted Gu Yan's affection for Bai Nian, as if the two could get married tomorrow.

Then, she discovered something good.

——Bai Yanjiang got married today: Niannian fans are really ky!It's still a big fan who takes the lead!Is this really a real person?Is it the face of the team?Is it powder?How can the rich have such leisure?How can there be time to quarrel with netizens?Now I really suspect that it is really a local fan of Moby Whale Entertainment, used for hype! [image]*9
In the picture, her local tyrant who can't live a life with a big fan tongue fights with the heroes, arguing from morning to night, and she is not a social animal when she has enough time.

--Hi!Sticky Bean Bun only hits cp fans hard, does anyone not know?They are the lackeys of the boss!
——It’s because they are blind if they don’t drink, it’s so obvious, what about the big boss and the small employees?
——One thing to say, her family has a lot of makeup powder, and it is a benefit that others can purify it!

——It’s just brain damage!
She scrolled down, and there were quite a few fans who insulted her.

Bai Nian narrowed his eyes.

Even though Gu Yan's fans privately believed her words so viciously, she was not too angry.

But looking at these remarks, she found it ridiculous.

What's wrong with her fans?
This is called Fan Sui Zhengzhu!

She doesn't care about scolding her, but if she talks about her fans like that, she will show them what it means to dismantle CP with bare hands!

Bai Nian quit Chaohua, thought about it, and called Feng Heng.

"Boss, let's have dinner together tomorrow night! The theater I rented is near the company, so we just go there together, how about it?"

"it is good."

On the second day, Feng Heng changed into casual clothes early in the morning and invited a stylist to do the styling.

After everything was ready, he finished his breakfast, sat on the sofa and waited, looking at the watch on his wrist almost every 10 minutes. After the tenth time, his mobile phone rang.

"Heng Heng, do you have time today? I have an old friend who has something, and I'm not sure about it. Come and hold your eye." It was Mr. Feng's call.

He was sitting in a private room of a tea room, and there were two plum vases with big bellies in front of him, one of them was dusty, while the other was radiant, old man Feng was invited over, and he was looking at the new plum vase.

The painting of the plum vase is vivid, and the year and date of the shape and system can also be corrected. There is only one problem...

so new!
The new one seems to have just been taken out of the furnace, but apart from being new, there is nothing fake about it. Even the paint used for painting and the details of the painting method are very consistent with the characteristics of Fengchao utensils.

He couldn't see for sure, so he could only call his expert grandson over.

Feng Heng frowned: "When? I have a date after lunch."

"A date?" Mr. Feng was shocked: "A date every year? Then you go and you go, it won't be long."

Sitting at home, I was always a little anxious, so Feng Heng rushed to the teahouse according to the position of Mr. Feng.

The teahouse happened to be built not far from the new district.

Feng Heng was ushered into a box, and Mr. Feng waved: "Come and see this."

Sitting next to him was an old man, about sixty years old, with gray hair, but handsome and elegant, Feng Heng had also seen this man before.

He is Huang Lao, a well-known expert in the antique industry, and he is very close to the Zheng family.

Huang Lao greeted Feng Heng, pointed at the plum vase with a smile: "Xiao Heng, let's see if these two belong to Feng Chao."

Feng Heng glanced at it, didn't even put his hand on it, and his face was calm and unwavering: "The Zheng family's collection, are you selling it?"

Huang Lao was surprised, the pair of plum vases had not yet been finalized, and it was not a good opportunity to bid at this time
"Xiao Heng, take a closer look first."

Feng Heng chuckled lightly: "No, he wants to sell, I want to buy, let him set the price."

His eyes are as calm as a deep pool, as if they can reflect the bottom of a person's heart.

Huang Lao's complexion changed: "Let me ask."

After Mr. Huang went out, Mr. Feng sat next to Feng Heng: "How did you know that this is the belongings of the Zheng family's second child?"

Feng Heng took a sip of tea: "I've seen it before."

Last time in Bai Nian, Zheng Xijing and Zheng Qingyin cheated 8000 million yuan. The 8000 million yuan does not seem too much given the huge assets of the Zheng family, but Zheng Qingyin is only in charge of the three companies of the Zheng family, and Zheng Xijing still spends the family's money. Together, 8000 million is already their entire cash flow.

But Zheng Qingyin's company was still in operation, and Feng Heng saw him sell all the antique ornaments in his home, among them this pair of plum vases.

There are very few pairs of meiping vases from the Dafeng Dynasty, and the market price of a good pair of official kiln meiping vases is around 2000 million.

And this pair is almost like a mirror, but one is new and the other is old. No one in the collection circle dares to determine the authenticity of the new plum vase, and the price given is only the price of a single bottle. Zheng Qingyin has never sold it.

Feng Heng glanced lightly at the dazzling plum vase.

This time, the Zheng family is about to suffer another heart attack.

Mr. Huang came back soon, with a bad expression on his face: "Xiaoheng, there said that at least this number is required."

He stretched out two palms and turned around in front of Feng Heng.

The market price of a single plum bottle is only about 300 million, and 1000 million is really too high.

Feng Heng just said indifferently: "OK."

Huang Lao was startled, and couldn't help persuading him: "Xiao Heng, think twice!"

Although Mr. Feng didn't know why his grandson would spend so much money, he always believed in his grandson's decision, and said in the sidelines: "He likes this thing, so this thing is priceless, so don't worry about it."

Fengheng is a big customer, and the transfer procedure was very fast. By lunch time, the pair of plum vases belonged to Fengheng.

Only then did Feng Heng touch the plum vase that looked brand new.

"Just one of them is priceless."

Huang Lao was stunned: "What's the explanation?"

Feng Heng glanced at his mobile phone: "Why don't you ask the seller to listen to a story."

Feng Heng's level of storytelling is very limited, his voice is flat and extremely boring.

"During the Feng Dynasty, the emperor's younger brother loved porcelain for a few years, and the emperor ordered people to burn various types for him to choose from. Because the craftsman added wrong dyes, one batch was particularly beautiful in color, which did not suit the prince's wishes, and he did not burn it again."

"In that furnace, there are about ten finished products, all of which are in the palace."

And those ten pieces were all in Bai Nian's hands.

He never liked brightly colored things, but the little rabbit always couldn't put it down.

After a lifetime, she must be ecstatic to see her beloved object again.

Also, a souvenir for his date.