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Chapter 569 The magic pen became a stylus, and Qin Fen went blind
Qin Fen instantly became the focus of the venue. Everyone looked at him with weird eyes. Those who looked at Chen Qiang were almost like looking at an idiot. One painting is hard to say, but what about the four paintings?And when people say they take it out, they take it out, which is obviously not intentional.

Since it wasn't deliberate, combined with Song Shaoqing and Fu Qiang's words, the big guy basically believed it. It was really this buddy who drew it in the morning. It's fine that Chen Qiang bought the painting, and he even met the painter.

"I don't believe it?" Chen Qiang began to waver in his heart, but experts are experts after all.

"Don't believe it? You don't believe it. You can ask, these three paintings are made by each of us." Song Shaoqing began to throw bombs.

Jay Chou is very embarrassed, what are you trying to do to me, your uncle?But since it's about him, it won't matter if he doesn't go up, because Fu Qiang has already started to make up the knife.

"If you don't believe it, you can't do it. We watched him paint this morning, and it was exchanged for the ancient coins in your hand. You say yes, Lao Zhou!" After Fu Qiang finished speaking, he reminded the other party, and now it's time for the Jedi to fight back Don't lose the chain, Lao Zhou, today this ancient coin must belong to Qin Fen.

You are not a good person, Jay Chou can't laugh or cry, this is dragging him into the water completely, there is no chance to stand up, so he can only force him, "That Mr. Chen, I'm sorry, Mr. Fu is right, this painting was seen with his own eyes this morning. Qin Fen's paintings are absolutely not false, and your ancient coin is now Qin Fen's!" Zhou Dong felt bitter.

Is it easy for me to be a businessman? I, you are all awesome, now I am caught in the middle, it is not easy to be a human being, and Song Shaoqing has taken all the benefits. Now it is unreasonable to find another family for this ancient coin.

"I don't believe it, you guys came together to lie to me." Chen Qiang was so depressed that it was impossible.

"Is there anything impossible? If you don't believe me, I'll give you a painting later. It's really impossible. You take the Four Treasures of the Study, and I'll draw a few for you on the spot. If you want a few, I'll draw a few to satisfy you!" Qin Qin Fen frowned, and if he didn't hesitate, he would just do it.This time is the best time to fucking beat the dog in the water.

As soon as these words come out, if you don't believe them, then the people around you will be like pigs. Everyone knows the basics. Song Shaoqing and Fu Qiang won't say such outrageous things to pretend to be fat. With Director Zhou's proof, what else is needed? s things?
The answer is that Chen Qiang is just an idiot, he bought a painting drawn by someone who didn't know, and lost 500 million in vain.

Qin Fen?I have never heard of such a number one person in the Artists Association.

A buddy next to him slapped his forehead fiercely, "I'll go, kneel down to Chen Qiang, isn't this Chef Qin with the tip of his tongue!"

"Don't say it, I remembered it when you said it. It's very popular recently. My old man is reading his recipes and Weibo!"

"Yes, it's that Master Qin."

You are paralyzed, it turns out that you are a chef, Chen Qiang's heart hurts, can a chef's painting be worth 500 million?

This really calls for a big question mark.But he bought it, and he swore that it was an antique. It was a big mistake to pick it up. Fuck you guys, well, you already knew that it was a collaboration to play with people.

The more Chen Qiang thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. Looking at the expressions of Song Shaoqing and Fu Qiang who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, he felt that he was being taken advantage of.

The surrounding gazes added fuel to the fire, sending shit in the snow.

"Chen Qiang is not doing well, there will be such a day after all."

"Then you have to tell me, this industry will go to hell if it walks too much at night."

The bursts of discussions kept flowing into Chen Qiang's ears, like a knife scraping one stubble after another.

Spending money to buy a lesson is a trivial matter, this person lost it today, I will go to your uncle!Chen Qiang felt that he would not be able to get along anymore. Mr. Chen, the dignified capital city, was played to death by Song Shaoqing, and suffered a dumb loss. This grandson definitely did it on purpose.

Song Shaoqing smiled at the corner of his mouth, that's right, it was intentional, who told you that you are awesome, no one will give it to you, you are begging for free tricks, if you don't play, who will you play?
You guys, looking at the smiles of everyone around, Chen Qiang left with a face full of pain, and threw the clothes in his hands on Qin Fen.

As soon as he walked out the gate, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he took out his phone and dialed.

As soon as the other party connected, before the other party could speak, "Lan Yibing, grandson, listen to me, I stumbled this time, half of it was because of you, you boy, remember it for me, don't let me stay in the capital." See you again, or else, you understand!"

Lan Yibing sat on the hospital bed, looking at the female assistant next to her holding the phone with a blank expression, feeling a little strange.

"what happened to you?"

"Boss, it was Mr. Chen who called just now and told us to get out of the capital, otherwise!" That can stand this.

In an instant, his face became uglier than crying, Lan Yibing was stunned, I was so shocked, what is this.

"Give me your phone."

After speaking, he took the phone and started dialing.

"I'll go to your uncle!" It was this as soon as the connection was made, and then the other party hung up the phone.

Lan Yibing was a little dazed, and he didn't realize it until now, "Did you take the wrong medicine?" He was a little uncertain, but he was sure, the other party's mood was not stable now.

Another call was made, "Bastard, why are you still calling, you must be sick!"

Lan Yibing opened his mouth wide, what's going on?Continue to dial.

"The phone you dialed has been turned off!" I lost your sister, Lan Yibing shook his hand while holding the phone. Looking at it this way, what the other party said was not nonsense. We have to draw a line with him. When he thinks of his business Nature, if you really want to be suppressed by the other party.

Damn you, it's definitely a nightmare, Lan Yibing looked out of the window stupidly, why did he lose the amulet, one of these unlucky ones came to the door one after another, and it came so unreasonably and weirdly that he couldn't care about it!
With a plop, his vision went dark and he passed out on the hospital bed, unable to live through the day.

"Doctor, the doctor is not well, the patient has passed out again." The female assistant rushed out of the ward with a loud voice.

Holding the ancient coin, Qin Fen made a confession, then flashed into the bathroom, put it together with the phone, and looked at the photo that suddenly emitted a blue light.Qin Fen yelled inwardly. Sure enough, a part of the aura must remain in order to react.

Seeing that the picture changed, and the ancient money on the side of the phone strangely merged into the photo and became a complete front and back, Chef Qin heaved a sigh of relief.

"Brother finally has another Xiantian Lingbao." He just said in a whisper.

The magic pen in the pocket changed again, and when the Luobao money in the photo lit up, the two cut-off pens seemed to start to respond, and rushed out like a proud soldier.

A true warrior who dares to face the dripping blood, the magic pen does not hesitate to do it, and rushes forward to the photo.

"It turns out that the one who has enmity with the magic pen is really Luo Baoqin, and the inference is correct." But as soon as he finished speaking, the real warrior was dumbfounded. Qin Fen looked at the photo with a confused face, and there was hair in the photo. Old coins, even the writing brushes are gone, with a swipe, a stylus pops up.

Looking at the thin metal rod in his hand, and the jack that was made out of nowhere, Qin Fen wanted to cry, but his phone changed, and his magic pen disappeared. What the hell is this broken stylus?

Grabbing the phone and clicking on WeChat, Chef Qin shook it vigorously, "I don't care who you are today, return my baby, I always use Sogou Pinyin, what is handwriting? Why are you putting two pieces together? Return the Lingbao to me! No one really uses this now, so stop making trouble?"

(End of this chapter)