The God of War Husband of the Female CEO

When Huang Xiaoliu heard what Fatty Wang said, he smiled and said, "Okay, then I will give Fatty Brother a face, and at the same time make Brother Ye a friend."

"In this case, you will give four thousand and five, and it can't be less. Anyway, I stole it from under the old man's bed. There is no credit, but hard work."

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Well, I won't pay you back any more, 2000 yuan, if you think it can be sold, I'll give it to you immediately, otherwise you can take it back yourself."

Huang Xiaoliu had a bitter look on his face, "Brother, I don't want to bargain with you like this, just add more, it's a one-shot price, three thousand."

Ye Fan also stopped talking, but took out his wallet, opened it, and took out all the money in it.He smiled and said, "Look, here is a total of 20 and 20 yuan. After all, I have to keep [-] yuan for the fare, right? Let alone [-] yuan, I can't even get a penny more."

Huang Xiaoliu stretched out his hand and patted Ye Fan on the shoulder, "Oh my dear brother, you are not as good as me, forget it, just treat me as a good deed, two thousand is two thousand, give is you."

After taking the 2000 yuan in Ye Fan's hand, he counted it carefully again, then grinned, and said with a smile, "You two are here to appreciate the baby slowly, I have been addicted to two hands. Several times Tian didn't play, and my hands were a little itchy!"

After speaking, he strode out excitedly.

Fatty Wang shook his head, "Oh, this kid, I really can't be saved. Whoever loses such a prodigal son can be regarded as unlucky for eight lifetimes."

After speaking, he walked to the door of the private room, stuck his head out to have a look, and saw that Huang Xiaoliu had indeed left.Then he retracted and closed the door.

He winked at Ye Fan, "Brother, tell me the truth, is there another Bodhisattva talking in your ear?"

Ye Fan smiled and said, "I really can't hide anything from you! Don't hide it from my brother, just now a Bodhisattva reminded me that there is something in it, and there is another universe."

"But the Bodhisattva didn't say which items it was, so I just bought them all."

He shook his head when he said this, with a look of pity on his face, "Oh, Bodhisattvas are not very reliable in doing things now. I don't want to be clear about it. Isn't this costing me hundreds of dollars for nothing!"

"Ahem, ahem, what do you tell me about you, boy! If there are really good things in here, do you still care about the hundreds of dollars?"

Ye Fan looked serious, "I care, a few hundred dollars is not a big deal to you. But to me, that is not a small sum of money!"

Speaking of which, he deliberately shook the flat wallet, "Look, look, there is only 20 yuan in it now."

"Fortunately, today's meal was invited by you, otherwise I can only stay here and wash the dishes for others to pay off the debt."

Fatty Wang was coughing non-stop by Ye Fanlei, "You boy, it's really killing me, okay, okay, hurry up and see what's inside."

After speaking, he glanced at a few things, pointed to the crutch, and said excitedly, "Brother, if there is something inside, it must be in this crutch, or should we pry it open?"

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Okay, just pry."

Fatty Wang couldn't wait to find tools, but he couldn't find anything after searching left and right.

He was so anxious that he was about to call the waiter to bring a knife, Ye Fan smiled and said, "Don't call, I brought a knife myself."

With a flip of his wrist, a small knife appeared in his hand, although it was ordinary, but it was even sharper than Zhao Quansheng's dagger yesterday.

Fatty Wang was taken aback, and smiled, "Oh, I forgot that you are Anna's bodyguard. You should do it yourself."

After speaking, he handed the crutch to Ye Fan.

After Ye Fan took it, he directly raised the knife and cut off the dragon head of the crutch, and the painting immediately appeared in the sight of the two of them.

"God, there is really something, it looks like a painting, hurry up, pour it out!" The fat man was happier than he got the baby, and his fat body trembled with excitement.

This is the fun of antiques, if you spend normal money, you can buy a treasure.Then there is not much to be happy about, after all, you bought it with real money, and there is no surprise at all.

But if it is a treasure that was missed, it feels different.This means that you have good eyesight, and secondly, it also means that you have good luck.That was of course a delight.

Ye Fan quickly poured out the painting. After the fat man caught it, he carefully spread it out on another table.

Seeing this, he suddenly trembled, and shouted in shock, "God, can't it be, Tang Bohu's Evening Smoke Picture? I'm dead!"

He was not joking, his old face was flushed with excitement, his fat mouth was open, and he almost couldn't come up in one breath.

Ye Fan was so scared that he quickly poured a glass of water and poured it down, "Brother, calm down, calm down! It's just a painting!"

After the fat man drank the water, he breathed a few more breaths and glared, "Calm down? Do you know, this is Tang Bohu's painting, and it's hard to buy even if you have money. No, I have to appreciate it carefully, don't If it’s fake, then I’ll be happy in vain.”

After speaking, he took out a pair of white gloves and a magnifying glass from the small bag he brought, put them on the table, pouted his fat back, and looked at them seriously.

Ye Fan looked at it for a few times, and then didn't look at it again. There is aura in it, so it must be the real work.

He sat there, leisurely playing with his mobile phone and smoking a cigarette.As if the painting had nothing to do with him at all.

Fatty Wang, on the other hand, stood up after working for a long time, beat his sore waist, and let out a long breath.

Only then did he excitedly say to Ye Fan, "The real thing, it's completely real, your kid's luck is really enviable."

After speaking, he glanced at the painting reluctantly, then rubbed his hands, squeezed his eyes, and said with a smile, "Brother, let's discuss something?"

Ye Fan took a puff of his cigarette and said with a slight smile, "Brother, it's rare that we hit it off and can talk. If you have anything to say, just talk about it."

Fatty smiled and sat down opposite Ye Fan, "Then I'll tell you, I want you to give up and sell this painting to me, you see?"

Ye Fan nodded bluntly, "Okay, to be honest, even if you don't buy it, I will sell it to others. I'm not a literati, why do you want this painting?"

But the fat man was so excited that he rubbed his hands together, "That's good, that's good, I'm just afraid that you will give this painting to your mistress again."

Ye Fan shook his head, "How is that possible! Yesterday it was because it was the first thing she liked, so I only charged her the cost price of 2000 yuan."

"This painting is different. It has nothing to do with her. How could I give it to her!"

Fatty Wang nodded with a smile, "That's right, it should be so. Brother, Tang Bohu has a similar picture of Muyan, and it was sold at an auction in 2011 for a high price of 380 million."

"But the paintings are all mounted with scrolls, and you don't have anything, so the price is naturally lower."

"Plus, you also know about the things at the auction. The auction house will take a lot of money. So we can't calculate according to that price."

"However, then again, that was nine years ago, and the money nine years ago is very different from what it is now. So I won't cheat you, brother. In this way, I will give you 1000 Wan, what do you think?"