Divine Perspective: Married to President Bai Fumei

He Yongshuo realized that there was such a giant Buddha in the antique world as Mr. Du.

Today, there is no room for him to stand out.

Just lie down and be done!

Even He Yongshuo immediately thought that he should show weakness strategically and give in, making Song Zhiyuan's deadly enemy even more arrogant!

Let this old vulture offend Mr. Du even more!
As long as Song Zhiyuan, an old vulture, dares to confront Mr. Du, he must be dead!

Can't be saved!
Because Song Zhiyuan was puzzled and He Yongshuo showed weakness, the two rivals fell silent for a while.

And Bao Changhong took a look.

Suddenly "a flash of inspiration" understood.

Expert Song is really interesting!This brief pause is to give him a chance to show off his might!

Thinking of this, Bao Changhong looked wildly at Du Heng.

"Little bastard surnamed Du, have you seen it? This is the big man I invited, and it's useless if you have He Yongshuo's backing! No, it's still being said by Expert Song that you don't even dare to turn it over!"

"Today I'll teach you to be a good boy. It's useless to have money! You have to have..."

however.

Du Heng was too lazy to talk to him.

Instead, he looked directly at Song Zhiyuan: "Expert Song, you are also an expert in antique appraisal? What reason do you have for saying that the antiques in the yard are stolen goods from tomb robbers?"

Only then did Song Zhiyuan look away from He Yongshuo.

He glanced at Du Heng casually and contemptuously.

"You are the Boss Du who my informant said also knows how to appraise antiques? You are young and inexperienced. With the superficial knowledge of antique appraisal you have learned, are you sure you can understand what I said about antique appraisal knowledge?" ?”

"What's more, who do you think you are? I, Song Zhiyuan, do things, why should I explain to you!"

"Young man, as a senior antique appraiser, let me advise you. If you have money, you have money, but now you'd better not meddle in matters related to national law, lest you get burned!"

Song Zhiyuan's attitude was always high and arrogant.

He Yongshuo listened.

Almost laughed out loud.

He was still thinking about how to guide Song Zhiyuan to go up against Mr. Du, but he didn't expect that without guidance at all, Song Zhiyuan took the initiative to go up against him!

This is a good way to be arrogant!

I can't believe it!
Mr. Du, who is already young and energetic, can't be angry? !
And it is impossible for Du Heng to show weakness.

"About national law? You say it's a big hat?" Du Heng couldn't help but sneer, "These antiques in Sangzhi Village were passed down from generation to generation by their ancestors, and they are ancestral things! Since they are not grave robbers, then they can't be said Going to the law of the country, it's not your turn to have the final say!"

Song Zhiyuan continued the tone of his elders sternly reprimanding the juniors.

"Young people, right and wrong just because you talk too much, your troubles come out of your mouth!"

"I would like to advise you one last time. Don't think you can see through the truth just because you have learned a little about antique appraisal. Antique appraisal is profound and profound, and you are too immature at this age!"

After teaching Du Heng and Song Zhiyuan, he didn't want to talk nonsense anymore.

He looked seriously at the villagers again.

"Whether these antiques in Sangzhi Village are passed down from ancestors or tomb robbery, I will naturally make a fair judgment after the appraisal. You troublemakers, get out of the way for me! After I have finished the appraisal, I will naturally know whether these antiques are obtained from tomb robbery. ?”

The villagers have long been outraged.

If it wasn't for the old village chief's repression, they would have gone up and beat this shit up.

Now I heard that Song Zhiyuan wanted to appraise antiques.

The villagers couldn't bear it anymore.

"Okay! Let you see! Shit family! You have to keep your dog's eyes open! They are all family heirlooms passed down from our ancestors. Why should we splash dirty water and say that we are digging graves?"

"I don't believe it anymore, you dare to say that white is black?"

The old village chief also wanted to prove his innocence.

Then he got out of the way.

Song Zhiyuan led Bao Changhong, who was becoming more and more arrogant, across the gate and into the front yard.

Du Heng was held back by He Yongshuo, who was waiting to lie down and win with a happy face.

"Mr. Du, this guy surnamed Song will do anything for money."

"It's useless to give him an appraisal. He must still open his eyes and talk nonsense, and continue to insist that these antiques in Sangzhi Village are stolen goods from tomb robbers."

"Just wait and see. Next, the old vulture will definitely use his title as the chief appraisal expert of cultural management to frighten and fool the villagers to confiscate all the antiques and take them back for investigation. In fact, he will use the secret operation to enrich himself in the end."

Du Heng noticed He Yongshuo's unconcealable joy.

Can't help but wonder.

"Mr. He, I'm not surprised that you can guess the follow-up behavior of this fat man. After all, listening to your mutual conversation, I can see that you two must be rivals who have been fighting for a long time. But the problem now is, can you bear it?" I just want to laugh, what's going on?"

"Even if this fat man turns a deer into a horse and succeeds, at most I will lose a kiln with Kui and phoenix patterns and three animal feet that I have already bought."

"But among the 72 antiques, I have paid you money and goods, and they all belong to your He family. The fat man is making trouble, so it's fine if you don't struggle and resist, and you can still laugh here?"

He Yongshuo couldn't help laughing out loud: "Of course it's because of you!"

"Mr. Du, you will definitely get rid of this fat man!"

"I?"

Du Heng was still puzzled and continued to ask.

"I see Song Zhiyuan very upset now. He will indeed be dealt with, and he will indeed be found to suppress him by someone higher up in the cultural management. But here comes the problem again. How do you know that I have a way and still be so sure?"

Du Heng is planning to use the Dai family's connections in Hui'an Province.

But he didn't say a single word just now!
He Yongshuo guessed it?

But even if he was smart enough to guess, he wouldn't be so sure that he would even laugh out loud!
You must know that even in Qushi now, there are still many people who know that he and Dai Houde brothers are worthy of each other, but still insist that they are only superficially related, and they are not really treated as brothers.

The more Du Heng thought about it, the more puzzled he became.

And He Yongshuo heard Du Heng's words.

On the other hand, there was a look of surprise on his face: "Mr. Du, you still need to use other people's contacts to get rid of a mere Song Zhiyuan? Isn't this an anti-aircraft gun to kill mosquitoes?"

"What do you mean?"

Du Heng was even more confused.

"So, Mr. He, tell me in detail, why are you so sure that I can handle Song Zhiyuan? I feel like we are not in the same chat channel."

He Yongshuo also noticed this situation.

Then he replied: "Mr. Du, it's actually all about the antique circle between us. The chief appraiser of cultural management is recommended by well-known appraisers in the antique circle of Huaguo to be the chief appraiser."

"So, you, yourself! You are enough to handle Song Zhiyuan!"

Du Heng was still confused.

He Yongshuo is amazing!
"Mr. Du, in the world of antiques in Huaguo, you are a giant Buddha that everyone must respect and dare not mess with!"

"You don't have this awareness yet, do you?"

Um? ?

I?
A big Buddha?
Du Heng looked at He Yongshuo even more confused.