The Peerless God of War of the Female President

Yang Chen said with a gloomy expression: "This group of people are no different from lunatics, so I want to hit them at all costs."

"Jianmen Dao will be quite chaotic these days. I have already sent my brothers to some so-called 'social elders' to smash the scene. The police force may not be enough."

Yang Chen smiled and said: "Do you need me to call the police in advance?"

"No, I brought hundreds of brothers with me this time, which is enough."

"Be careful not to cause major incidents. Our ultimate goal is order."

"Don't worry, brother, I have a measure."

Hearing this, Zuo Ran couldn't help laughing: "As expected of the big brother who trained him, even the tone of speech is exactly the same as the big brother, especially the sentence-'I have a sense of proportion'."

After Zuo Ran finished speaking, the car suddenly fell into silence.

Yang Chen and Su Mengqi looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.

Because the two of them had been with Dong Sihai for a long time and were very familiar with his character, they had never seen anyone tease Dong Sihai, especially a woman.

Dong Sihai glanced at Zuo Ran in the rearview mirror, but quickly looked away and continued driving.

Zuo Ran seemed very dissatisfied with Dong Sihai's ignorance, he couldn't help but frowned and said, "Hey, what's your expression? Can you give me some reaction?"

"What kind of reaction do you want?"

"you--"

Zuo Ran only felt that there was a row of black lines hanging on her forehead, and she, who was always eloquent, didn't know how to answer Dong Sihai's words at this time.

"Do you know that chatting like this will make you lose friends?"

"I don't need friends."

"Hey! Brother and sister-in-law are not your friends?"

"No, they are family."

"OK!"

Zuo Ran raised his hands helplessly: "Then I want to make friends with you, is that okay?"

"Didn't you say that if I chat like this, I will have no friends? So it's unnecessary."

"I Nima-"

"puff--"

Su Mengqi looked at the deflated Zuo Ran, and couldn't help laughing: "Ran Ran, Sihai is a straight man of steel, you will get used to it after a long time."

Zuo Ran rolled his eyes weakly: "Forget it, I really can't stand such a person, if I make friends with him, I will suffocate to death!"

Dong Sihai remained expressionless, and didn't even look at Zuo Ran.

Soon, Dong Sihai drove the car into a villa area called Huagongyuan in the center of Jianmen.

After driving in the villa area for another 5 minutes, Dong Sihai parked the car outside a three-story luxury villa.

Yang Chen smiled and said: "This guy is quite good at enjoying himself, so find such a luxurious place as a foothold."

"Brother, I have already checked the situation here. Including the driver and bodyguards, there are nine in total. It is not clear whether there are weapons. If you want to take action against him, I suggest you wait a while. I will mobilize some people. come over."

"No, if this person really wants to do something, he doesn't need to bring nine people with him. Your sister-in-law and I will go in, and you and Ran Ran will wait for me outside."

Zuo Ran immediately protested: "Boss! You let me stay in the car with him? I won't do it! I want to go in with you!"

Yang Chen glanced at Zuo Ran: "Do you want me to book you a return ticket?"

"you--"

"If you don't want to, just be obedient. Your sister-in-law and I will go in at the risk. How can we do without backup outside?"

Zuo Ran rolled his eyelids helplessly, and swallowed back the words that came to his lips.

After Yang Chen and Su Mengqi got off the car, they went straight to the front of the villa and rang the doorbell.

Soon, a bodyguard in black came out of the villa, went to the door without asking, and opened the door directly.

"Hello, Mr. Yang, we have been waiting for a long time."

"Please lead the way."

"Please!"

Yang Chen didn't say much, and followed the bodyguards into the villa.

On the second floor of this three-storey villa, there is a huge open-air balcony, and there is a large swimming pool on the balcony. When Yang Chen came up, Mo Kai was wearing a white bathrobe, lying on a reclining chair basking in the sun.

In the rest area by the pool, there are coffee tables and a set of sofas. Two gray-haired old men are holding a magnifying glass, carefully watching a painting on the coffee table. It is Yang Chen's " Dwelling in Yunli Mountain".

After seeing Yang Chen appear, the two old men hurriedly put away the scrolls, picked up the teacups and started drinking tea.

"Mr. Yang is here to welcome you. If you have lost your way, please forgive me!"

The first time Mo Kai saw Yang Chen, he got up from the reclining chair, walked towards Yang Chen with a smile.

Yang Chen smiled and said: "Mr. Mo is so upbeat, he still swims in this weather."

Mo Kai said with a smile: "I grew up by the sea in the south. If I didn't swim a few laps a day, I would feel uncomfortable. Mr. Yang laughed at me."

After speaking, Mo Kai walked to the side of the sofa and said to the two old men: "You two have been watching here for a long time, and you have drank several pots of tea. Have you found any results?"

The two old men got up quickly, and one of the older ones said: "Mr. Mo, there are too many doubts in this painting, and it is really difficult for us to distinguish the authenticity from the fake!"

Mo Kai glanced at Yang Chen, and said to the two of them: "Then you are lucky, the original owner of this painting is here today, if you have any doubts, you can ask him directly."

The two old men glanced at each other, and the older one turned to Yang Chen and asked, "Mister, what's your name?"

Yang Chen stared into the old man's eyes, and said lightly, "Yang Chen."

"Oh, it turned out to be Mr. Yang. It's a pleasure to meet you. The old Meng Fang is a professor at Yizhou University, specializing in the ancient art of Xia."

Yang Chen nodded, "So it's Professor Meng, sorry for the disrespect."

"I don't dare to be a professor, I just read books for decades."

The old man smiled modestly, and then went straight to the topic: "Mr. Yang, I have a few things that I don't understand about this "Dwelling in Yunli Mountain" by Master Mu. I hope Mr. Yang can give some pointers."

"Professor Meng, please speak."

"This painting by Mu Zhenren——"

"fake."

Before Meng Fang finished speaking, Yang Chen said two words straightforwardly, and then looked at him with a half-smile.

Meng Fang was obviously stunned for a moment, adjusted his glasses, and said doubtfully: "I saw this painting 70 years ago. At that time, I was only a student. My tutor admired the work of this wooden real person very much. I I have also done special research, from the point of view of the style of writing—"

"fake."

Yang Chen interrupted Meng Fang again, it was still two words.

Meng Fang shifted his gaze from the scroll to Yang Chen: "Mr. Yang, excuse me, this painting belongs to Mr. Peng's family. Peng Shiwen's collection is not owned by Mr. Yang. Why are you so sure that it is fake?"

"It's very simple, because these calligraphy and paintings are all made by me, so I naturally know the authenticity."

Meng Fang was taken aback for a moment, then his expression showed a bit of anger, and he said displeasedly: "Mr. Yang is mocking the old man?"

"Oh? Why did Professor Meng say that?"

"The greatest achievement of my life is the research results on Mu Zhenren's calligraphy and painting. Now you actually say that this is your painting. Isn't this an insult to my professional knowledge, what is it?!"

Yang Chen smiled slightly and said: "I'm just telling you the facts, as for whether you believe it or not, it has nothing to do with me."

"Nonsense! There is no room for falsehood in academic matters! Since you say it is false and you can't produce convincing evidence, you are clearly nonsense!"

Another old man hurried up to persuade: "Old Meng, calm down. Since Mr. Yang said that this painting was made by him, we can ask him to make another one on the spot. After comparing the two, the truth will naturally come to light!"

As he said that, the old man cast his eyes on Yang Chen: "Mr. Yang, what do you think?"

Yang Chen stared at the old man for a long while, and then revealed a meaningful smile: "Who do you two think I am, Yang Chen? You asked me to draw on the spot, and I will draw on the spot? Then wouldn't I be embarrassing?"

The old man smiled awkwardly and said: "I don't mean to force Mr. Yang to paint, but I just think that this is the only way to prove the authenticity of this painting."

Yang Chen smiled and looked at Mo Kai: "Mr. Mo, what do you say?"