"I'll give you 2000 yuan in cash!"

Seeing Zhou Hao's face without joy or sorrow, the vendor owner's eyes quickly turned red.

"Are you sick?! Give us back the painting! It's already ours!"

Jiang Lanxin never thought that it would develop like this.

Seeing the shameless behavior of the street vendors made her three views a little unacceptable.

Then Jiang Lanxin looked at the innocent Ye Fanjun again, with disgust flashing in her eyes.

"You are so hypocritical! Disgusting!"

Hearing that Jiang Lanxin humiliated herself so much, Ye Fanjun also put away his innocence.

With an unprecedented smile on his face.

unknown.

Surely a woman would fall in love with him, right?
Looking at Zhou Hao with no expression of joy or anger, Ye Fanjun smiled and shrugged.

"When did I offend you?"

Zhou Hao ignored the eager vendor owner, stared at Ye Fanjun's face, and said in a deep voice.

Hearing this sentence, Ye Fanjun tilted his head as if thinking carefully.

Then he said seriously.

"Strictly speaking, you haven't offended me, and I haven't offended you..."

Speaking of this, Ye Fanjun's eyes revealed a determination.

"But I think you're always standing in front of me, which means...you're blocking me."

Hearing what Ye Fanjun said, Zhou Hao didn't express his opinion yet.

Jiang Lanxin took the lead and couldn't help but sneered.

"So you are targeting Zhou Hao with this excuse?"

Skip your feet?
"Maybe."

Ye Fanjun shrugged indifferently, then took a step back gently as if watching a play.

Although Zhou Hao told Ye Fanjun that he felt that he was blocking his way, he didn't express any opinions.

Because he didn't feel wrong.

I really stood in front of him step by step.

But this is not a reason to fight against yourself!

Shaking his head, Zhou Hao looked at the excited vendor owner.

The 2000 yuan in cash happened to be patted on the side of the stall by him, right next to Zhou Hao's place.

"Are you sure this painting is yours?"

"nonsense!"

The vendor owner looked at the picture of the lady with her hands open, with a look of relish.

After hearing Zhou Hao's question, he showed a natural face.

Then impatiently, he looked away from the lady's picture, and looked at Zhou Hao with bloodshot eyes.

"Take this 2000 yuan and go! I still have to do business here!"

After finishing speaking, he muttered with a look of disgust.

"Hmph, I think you're really crazy for wanting to buy Tang Yin's original work for only 2000 yuan."

Jiang Lanxin, who heard him whispering, felt that she didn't know how to express it, and she was in a bad mood at this moment.

Turning around and holding Zhou Hao's arm, he raised his head and stared at Zhou Hao's face very resentfully.

"Shall we call the police...they are so annoying!"

Rubbing the hair on Jiang Lanxin's head, Zhou Hao comforted her softly.

"It's okay, don't call the police first, it's too cheap for him, just wait for me to make a call."

Beep...beep...

"It's me! Immediately call the company's legal counsel and come to Qingzhou Gufeng Culture Pedestrian Street. You say I'll wait for him here!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Hao glanced at the street vendor owner who was daydreaming.

Unexpectedly, he didn't care about it, and sat in the original position, a little disdainful.

"Oh, bluffing, putting on a show, who are you scaring?"

Alas?
This is a good idea!

After seeing what Zhou Hao did, Jiang Lanxin's eyes lit up in an instant.

Sweeping away the previous resentment and decadence, he also took out his mobile phone.

But she dialed her father's number.

beep...

"Dad, what are you busy with? Oh, Zhou Hao and I have some problems, and we don't want the police to intervene. Can you let our family's lawyer come here? It's not a big problem, and we will pay attention to safety! With Zhou Hao, um... ..."

After Zhou Hao finished the phone call, they both waited patiently.

From the Qingzhou commercial center, it will take four to five or 10 minutes at the fastest.

And it's still in this kind of time, not the morning and evening peak hours.

After both of them finished their phone calls, they ignored the bewildered vendor owner.

Looking at Ye Fanjun who was watching the excitement from the sidelines, Zhou Hao pondered for a while.

Finally staring at Ye Fanjun, said without emotion.

"As you said earlier, you didn't offend me, and I didn't offend you, but you have offended me now, do you think you can bear it?"

Because the original plot is also good.

It doesn't matter if Ye Fanjun has the aura of the protagonist.

Zhou Hao never had the slightest affection for him.

whispering sound!
Ye Fanjun smiled contemptuously, facing Zhou Hao's gaze fearlessly.

"You just rely on your family background..."

The words he said became more and more disdainful, and some pride arose in his heart.

"There is nothing in this world that I, Ye Fanjun, can't afford!"

At this moment, it was as if the two had switched identities, and Ye Fanjun looked at Zhou Hao with a little aloofness.

"Just you? Hehe..."

Thinking about all the things he had experienced, relying on Zhou Hao as the second generation ancestor, Ye Fanjun asked himself, he really didn't take him seriously.

It was the Zhou family's power that caught his attention a little bit.

"Hello? Yaoyao Zero..."

The vendor was thinking about the phone call between Zhou Hao, Jiang Lanxin, and the two of them.

I'm a little bit confused.

But let him hand over this painting worth 3000 million yuan.

It was a hundred times more painful than killing him!
That's 3000 million!
So I'm not sure if calling the police is helpful.

What if?
After playing Yaoyao zero, the vendor owner felt relieved for a moment.

But he didn't think about it at all, after the lawyers of Zhou Jiang's family saw it.

What will happen.

Only twenty minutes later, people from the police station came.

After the police car stopped here, three policemen with pistols on their waists got out of the car.

An older policeman frowned when he saw the four people quietly.

"Who called the police?"

The young street vendor felt a little embarrassed when he heard the police's voice was loud.

Up to this time, he was still holding on to the picture of a lady.

He went out of the booth and said bravely.

"Officer! I called the police! Someone cheated and tried to buy my 2000-year-old painting for 3000 yuan. You guys have to make decisions for me!"

The stall owner was still a little guilty.

In the end, he calmed down.

There was even a look of bitterness and hatred on his face.

Even people like Zhou Hao and Ye Fanjun, when they saw him as a 'weak' person, they won.

If you don't know the beginning and end of things.

It is really possible to have sympathy for it!
The middle-aged police officer heard what the vendor owner said in an eloquent voice.

He turned his attention to Zhou Hao and Jiang Lanxin.

Then some surprises flashed in his eyes.

impossible?

These two young men and women did not look like ordinary people in terms of dress and temperament.

But as a police officer with rich experience.

I know that many times, I can't believe my eyes.

After the vendor owner finished speaking, the middle-aged policeman came to Zhou Hao with a serious face.

Followed by a young policeman.

"You two, I hope you will cooperate and come with us to the bureau to make a report..."

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