The Peerless God of War of the Female President

A cold chill burst out from Yang Chen's body, and immediately swept across the whole body of Peng's father and son, but in the blink of an eye, this compelling aura dissipated invisible.

"Thank you for your support today. Ms. Peng Yin prepared a few tables of bouillon and vegetarian dishes in the company's hotel, and please appreciate it." Yang Chen stood up and said to the anchors with a smile on his face: "The next thing is to The Peng family's housework is over, everyone can go to the hotel with Ms. Qiu."

Upon hearing the news, the anchors burst into cheers and left the study led by Qiu Maimai.

Soon there were only Peng Guowei and his son, Yang Chen and Peng Yin left in the room, plus the husky who was dazed from beginning to end.

"Go, close the door."

"Oh."

Peng Yin subconsciously responded, but was about to take a step but was held back by Yang Chen, and then she saw the erha running towards the door, and closed the door with her nose skillfully.

Yang Chen pulled a chair and placed it in front of Peng Guowei, and sat down firmly, "Peng Guowei, there are no outsiders now, you can raise your head."

Peng Guowei slowly raised his head, heaved a long sigh, and looked at Yang Chen with ashen face.

"You should have heard the principle of my life, that is, I never give the same person a second chance."

Yang Chen's tone was unhurried, calm and unquestionable: "Now, I will give you a chance to return the things."

The corners of Peng Guowei's mouth twitched twice, and he said hoarsely, "Sorry, I don't understand what you're talking about."

"Peng Guowei!" Peng Yin's pretty face turned pale with anger, pointing to the five calligraphy and paintings on the table and said: "You know that those things are fake, but they are really in your hands, right?"

Peng Guowei glanced at Peng Yin, but remained silent.

Two lines of tears flowed down Peng Yinqingli's cheeks, her voice choked up a lot, "I really don't understand why you do this? I tell myself every time, you are my real uncle, I can't be angry with you , but how did you treat me? Do you have to see my ruin and ruin to make you happy? "

"I am inferior to others and deserve to be humiliated. Talking about it is useless."

Peng Guowei, who had been silent for a long time, finally opened his mouth, "I still underestimated you, Yang Chen, I never thought that you would be able to bribe these few experts who are always known for their integrity to make a fake appraisal for you."

Yang Chen smiled, and took the "Suzhou Chongyang Fu" on the desk in his hand.

"I didn't bribe those experts, but they couldn't identify the authenticity of these calligraphy and paintings, and they were afraid of smashing their own signs, so they simply said it was real."

"Impossible! You haven't been out of this compound since yesterday morning. How could you create five fake paintings in just one day?"

Yang Chen smiled slightly, "Okay, I'll let you understand."

"I wrote this copybook on the paper your dad used to write. As for the frame, I can't tell you, because I can't divulge industry secrets."

"I carved the dozen or so seals of Emperor Qianlong with radishes, so there will be a strange smell on the paper. Don't ask me why I am so familiar with Qianlong's seals. This is also a secret."

"I dismantled one of Yinyin's mahogany sofas for the hanging scrolls of these calligraphy and paintings, and the leftovers are still in her room."

"As for why I can imitate Mu Zhenren's handwriting so much, this is a secret among secrets."

After Yang Chen finished speaking in one breath, he slowly tore the piece of "Suzhou Chongyang Fu" in his hand that had been certified as authentic, and let it go and dropped it at Peng Guowei's feet, "Now, you can return the things Is it gone?"

"Ha ha……"

Peng Shuang, who had been pressing his forehead to the ground, suddenly sat on the ground at this time, pointed at Yang Chen and laughed wildly, out of breath, "You, do you know what your most fatal weakness is? Every time you pretend to be aggressive, you are eager to show it! My dad has already seen through this point of yours, and I have saved a special trick for you!"

Yang Chen looked at Peng Guowei, and saw that he stood up as if nothing had happened to the ashen-faced man just now, and said to Yang Chen in the tone of an elder admonishing a junior: "Young man, listen to my persuasion, It’s not good to be too flamboyant, to be a bad person you have to endure loneliness!”

"I'll let you understand it!" Peng Shuang said, took out a ballpoint pen from his pocket, and said with a grin: "Do you know what this is? A recording pen! Everything you just said is recorded here. It’s inside, you not only stole the painting, but also forged it! Let’s see how you explain it to the police this time!”

Seeing that Yang Chen's expression was a bit dull, Peng Shuang couldn't help but feel refreshed all over his body, and even bent over with a pen in a gesture of teasing Yang Chen, he said provocatively: "Do you really want to snatch this away right now? Aren't you good at fighting? Come grab it!"

Snapped--

Peng Shuang suddenly threw the pen in his hand on the ground, and stomped on it vigorously while laughing wildly, "Come and grab it, you should grab it, this is the cloud pen, and the content inside has been uploaded to the cloud a long time ago! Haha... ..."

Looking at the crazy Peng Shuang, Yang Chen let out a sound of regret, turned his head and said to Peng Yin: "It's a pity for your cousin, how can you be a fool at such a young age?"

Peng Shuang's laughter suddenly stopped, and his face turned pale from the ecstasy just now. He lowered his head and looked at the fragments of the ballpoint pen under his feet, and said in a low voice, "This...is this a ballpoint pen?"

Yang Chen turned his wrist, and a recording pen that was very similar to a ballpoint pen appeared in his hand, and asked with a smile: "The cloud pen you're talking about, should it be this thing?"

"You! Pfft..."

Peng Guowei's complexion changed suddenly, his eyes rolled upwards, a mouthful of blood spurted out, he staggered back a few steps, fell to the ground and passed out.

"Dad!" Peng Shuang hurried over to help Peng Guowei, glared at Peng Yin, and asked in a hateful voice: "Peng Yin, are you just letting outsiders bully your uncle?"

Peng Yin looked at Peng Shuang with a cold face, and said weakly after a long while: "Take him away, I don't want to see you again."

Peng Shuang strenuously carried Peng Guowei on his back, gave Yang Chen a look of resentment, and then walked out of the study quickly.

After the two left, the noisy Peng family courtyard returned to tranquility. After standing there for a while, Peng Yin sighed slightly, and walked towards her room with heavy steps.

"It is the nature of human beings to fight for their own interests. There is no exception throughout the ages. You don't have to be too sad."

Hearing Yang Chen's voice behind him, Peng Yin paused, and said in a low voice: "What if I give up this benefit? What if I don't want to fight?"

Yang Chen's voice suddenly turned cold, "Fighting never stops. If you don't fight, you will be eliminated. The winner will not pity you because you gave up. On the contrary, he will step on your bones and tell the world, 'Look, This is what happens when you fight with me!'”

Peng Yin was silent for a while, and then said in a low voice: "I'm tired, I want to rest for a while, thank you for today."

Seeing Peng Yin dragging his tired body into his room, Yang Chen sighed softly, and tore up all five calligraphy and paintings.

"Liu Hao."

"To!"

A young man wearing a gardener's uniform and handsome features walked in quickly, walked up to Yang Chen and saluted.

"What happened to that sister Zhao who testified?"

"I've already found out that her son is about to go to college and needs money. Peng Shuang gave her [-] yuan."

"It's justifiable. Give her a sum of money and let her leave Jianmen. The sooner the better, I'm afraid she won't be able to leave if it's too late."

"Check all the servants in the Peng family's compound, and replace any with problems as soon as possible."

"In addition, you go tell Sihai to send out people to watch all the antique shops in the city. Within three days, someone will definitely sell those calligraphy and paintings."