After rebirth, I dumped my girlfriend, Fu Di Mo, at the beginning

"You should just focus on having a boyfriend. Why would you miss me, a bad old man?"

Shen Chengzong poked Shen Mengqing's forehead angrily.

"Dad, don't talk nonsense."

Shen Mengqing immediately stopped and her pretty face turned extremely red.

"This is your first time bringing a boyfriend home, shouldn't you introduce him?"

Shen Chengzong looked at Chu Yang and asked slowly.

"Dad, this is Chu Yang, he is my...boyfriend."

Shen Mengqing said immediately.

"Hello, uncle, I am Chu Yang. This is our first meeting. I hope you will accept this small gift."

Chu Yang handed over the painting by Zheng Banqiao with both hands.

"What is this?"

Shen Chengzong asked doubtfully.

"Dad, this is a painting by Zheng Banqiao. Don't you like to collect calligraphy and paintings? Chu Yangte bought this for you."

Shen Mengqing said with a smile.

"An authentic work by Zheng Banqiao? I'm afraid it's not cheap."

Shen Chengzong asked slowly.

"Of course it's not cheap. I bought this painting for 18 yuan."

At this moment, a mocking voice came over.

Everyone looked up and saw Zhang Zifeng walking in.

"18? Are Zheng Banqiao's paintings so cheap?"

Shen Chengzong frowned.

"Uncle Shen, you don't know something. This painting was received by the owner of the antique shop for 500 yuan and sold to him for 18 yuan. He actually bought it. He was completely taken advantage of."

Zhang Zifeng looked at Chu Yang like he was an idiot and thought, let me see how you fight with me.

"This is real?"

Shen Chengzong's face was obviously unhappy.

He doesn't want his daughter to find a man with a questionable IQ.

How could such a person be worthy of his daughter, Shen Chengzong.

His impression of Chu Yang was instantly reduced.

"Dad, don't listen to his nonsense."

Shen Mengqing's expression changed and she said immediately.

"Mengqing, you know whether I'm talking nonsense or not. You buy a painting worth only 500 yuan to fool Uncle Shen. Such a person has evil intentions!"

Zhang Zifeng said with a sneer on his face.

"Dad, that's not what happened. In fact, this painting..."

Shen Mengqing immediately wanted to explain.

But Shen Chengzong waved his hand and interrupted her with a sullen face: "That's enough. Is this true or false? Can't I still tell?"

At this time, he no longer had any good impression of Chu Yang.

He didn't even bother to look at Chu Yang.

This made Shen Mengqing extremely anxious.

She looked at Chu Yang, wanting him to quickly defend himself.

However, Chu Yang had no intention of speaking and even motioned her to be calm.

Anyway, what is true cannot be false, and what is false cannot be true.

The moment everything comes to light.

Zhang Zifeng saw that Chu Yang had been silent and didn't speak, and thought that the other party was embarrassed to speak because he had exposed him.

So I couldn't help but feel more and more proud.

"Uncle, I also bought an antique for you today. It's a brush washer from the Ming Dynasty."

Zhang Zifeng took out the pen washer and handed it to Shen Chengzong.

This brush washer has a simple shape and has a very strong sense of age and history.

On the surface, it does appear to be a very valuable antique.

"Dad, this pen wash is only worth a few hundred yuan, don't let him deceive you."

Shen Mengqing said immediately.

Chu Yang had said before that this pen wash was only worth a few hundred dollars.

She naturally believed what Chu Yang said.

"Nonsense, can't I tell if this is an antique?"

Shen Chengzong's face suddenly darkened.

"Mengqing, Chu Yang himself is a big grievance, and you still believe his words. You still have to keep your eyes open and be careful about knowing people."

Zhang Zifeng said with a mocking look on his face.

"Nonsense, Chu Yang's ability to appraise antiques is much better than yours."

Shen Mengqing immediately retorted.

"Then why would he spend 18 yuan on a painting worth only 500 yuan?"

Zhang Zifeng laughed loudly.

"What do you know? This painting..."

Shen Mengqing's face turned red with anger.

"Okay, shut up. If you keep making noise, get out of here. Girls are not quiet at all."

Shen Chengzong's face darkened and he shouted.

Shen Mengqing almost shed tears when she was suddenly shouted at.

"If you would rather trust outsiders than your own daughter, then I'll just leave and never come back again."

She said with great grievance.

With that said, she took Chu Yang's hand and was about to leave.

at this time.

Suddenly someone knocked on the private room door.

"Please come in."

Shen Chengzong thought he was a waiter.

When the door opened, it was not the waiter.

The person who came turned out to be Qin Mo.

"Mr. Qin, it turns out to be you. I didn't expect you to be here too."

Shen Chengzong likes to collect antiques, so he naturally knows Qin Mo.

"So Mr. Shen is here. You're fine."

Qin Mo said with a smile.

"Didn't you come to see me?"

Shen Chengzong asked with a frown.

When you entered my private room, you didn't come to see me.

This is too strange.

"I'm here to see Chu Yang."

Qin Mo said with a smile.

"You know him?"

Shen Chengzong asked in surprise.

"Of course, Chu Yang is my lifelong friend."

Qin Mo nodded and said.

"Mr. Qin, how did you know I'm here?"

Chu Yang asked with a smile.

"I was eating with friends here. I passed by the door of this private room and happened to see you here, so I came in to say hello."

Qin Mo said slowly.

The door of a private room usually has a glass grille.

Qin Mo happened to see Chu Yang when he was passing by.

"I see."

Chu Yang smiled and said.

At this time, Qin Mo saw Zheng Banqiao's painting on the table.

He immediately said: "Chu Yang, yesterday you said you wanted to give this painting away, but it turned out that you wanted to give it to Mr. Shen!"

"Yes."

Chu Yang nodded and said.

"Mr. Qin, what do you mean?"

Shen Chengzong's expression changed, and he suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Yesterday I wanted to buy this painting for 300 million, but Chu Yang said he wanted to give it away, so he rejected me."

Qin Mo said with disappointment on his face.

"What? 300 million?"

Shen Chengzong stayed where he was.

"How is it possible? The boss obviously paid 500 yuan for this painting, so why did it suddenly become 300 million yuan?"

Zhang Zifeng immediately said with disbelief.

"You left so early yesterday, of course you missed the show."

Shen Mengqing sneered and told what happened next.

"Three...three million, how...how is it possible?"

Zhang Zifeng's face was full of shock and he could not accept this reality at all.

In front of a picture worth 300 million, his 30 brushstrokes were simply trash.

"Mr. Qin, is this painting really worth 300 million?"

Shen Chengzong asked in a deep voice.