My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

Yang Feng doesn't like to meddle in other people's business.

At this time, he was just like a normal person, minding his own business and eating the fruit on the table.

As soon as he took a bite, he suddenly felt someone staring at him. When he looked back, he realized that the expressions of the two of them were strange.

"You...what are you going to do?"

Yang Feng shrank back in fear.

The smile on Li Wenfei's face deepened and she said, "Yang Feng, aren't you a so-called expert? Why don't you help me take a look?"

"I don't have that spare time, not to mention you only have two pictures, I can see a ghost."

Yang Feng immediately refused.

Li Wenfei squinted her eyes and said, "It doesn't matter. I can invite you to my house tomorrow. Then you can bring over Grandpa Lin Xue's porcelain vase. Compare the three pieces and you will know which one is authentic."

"I'm going to pick up my sister's senior sister tomorrow, so I'm not free."

Yang Feng decisively refused again.

Seeing how simply he refused, Li Wenfei joked: "Are you afraid that you won't be recognized and will ruin your reputation?"

"I have a damn good reputation, and I'm just a common man."

Yang Feng spread his hands, but he didn't succeed at all.

Li Wenfei saw that he was not getting enough oil and salt, so she had no choice.

Seeing that Yang Feng was so straightforward, Lin Xue could only say: "Forget it, how have you considered signing the contract?"

"Okay, I can sign a memorandum first, and then you can go check out the investment."

"No, I'll just have someone send the money over tomorrow."

Lin Xue trusted Yang Feng very much.

After the two signed an agreement.

Yang Feng was unwilling to stay here any longer and slipped away outside.

Seeing him running so fast, Li Wenfei turned around, looked at Lin Xue with a smile, and said, "You really like him?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? It's a business relationship."

"It doesn't sound very healthy for a man and a woman to have a business relationship at home."

"You are here again."

Lin Xue's face turned red when she was told this.

She is no match for Li Wenfei.

Fortunately, Li Wenfei was not in the mood to continue discussing this today. Instead, she said, "Then I'll ask you to lend me your grandfather's collection tomorrow. This is very important to us."

"Isn't it just a fake? This should be quite normal in the antique circle."

"This time is different."

Li Wenfei's expression was serious and she said: "The craftsmanship of these things is far beyond imagination, and the materials and techniques used are something we have never heard of before."

"Then you mean..."

"There must be a professional counterfeiting team behind this."

Li Wenfei looked serious and said: "Although it is not illegal to make fakes, in so many places and at such large auctions, they are openly sold without being identified. This is a fatal blow to the industry."

"So now you plan to follow suit?"

"At least you need to know what's going on."

Li Wenfei said.

He remembered something again and asked, "By the way, I'm looking for that guy who's been kicking around recently."

"You mean Liu Yi?"

"Yes, although these things most likely have nothing to do with him, but maybe he knows something inside."

Li Wenfei is considered a relatively well-established person in the antique circle.

Naturally, we have to contribute to this.

After hearing this, Lin Xue said: "I'm afraid there's no need for you to go find him. Those things were from a few years ago and must have nothing to do with him. What's more, he won't come out to cause trouble anymore recently."

"Huh? How do you know?"

"You can stay with me tonight and I'll have a nice talk with you."

Lin Xue said.

The two of them talked about many things here.

the other side.

When Yang Feng returned home, it was almost eleven o'clock in the evening.

Inside the home.

When the light was turned on, there was still the sound of keyboard tapping in Yang Xiaoshi's room.

After Yang Feng walked into her room.

As expected, at this time she was playing hard and hard.

At this time, she was already at a huge disadvantage in the game.

"Stop playing and go to bed early. Don't we have to pick up your senior sister tomorrow?"

Yang Feng reminded.

"Oh, it's dead again."

Yang Xiaoshi was quite depressed and turned her head pitifully.

She looked at Yang Feng so eagerly that a chill ran down his back, and he asked warily: "What are you doing?"

"Brother~ If I lose this game, I will fall~"

Yang Xiaoshi's lovely cheeks were filled with begging.

Yang Feng felt goosebumps rising on his skin, and finally sighed and said, "Forget it, I'll finish this for you, and then you can go to sleep."

"Hee hee, okay!"

Yang Xiaoshi quickly made way for Yang Feng.

Although the disadvantages in the game are huge now.

But for Yang Feng, all this does not seem to be irreversible.

Yang Xiaoshi sat next to him, her eyes filled with excitement as she watched her brother killing everyone.

This is more exciting than Yang Feng making hundreds of millions outside.

Watching the game end.

Yang Xiaoshi hugged Yang Feng's neck excitedly from behind, and said excitedly: "That's amazing! Brother, why are you so good at this game?"

"This is called talent, do you understand?"

Yang Feng is generally not shy in front of others.

But in front of his sister, he was still very proud.

Yang Xiaoshi smiled and said: "I feel like you can start working professionally. You will definitely make a lot of money by then."

"Forget it, let others earn the money."

Yang Feng turned off the computer and stood up.

When I walked to the door, I didn't forget to remind him: "By the way, remember to go to bed early."

"I know, I know."

Yang Xiaoshi quickly agreed.

Yang Feng then walked out and closed the door.

Just as he was about to take a shower, there was a knock on the door.

The only one who could knock on her door in the middle of the night was Zhao Zhuwei who lived next door.

Unsurprisingly.

After opening the door, he saw her standing at the door with an excited face.

"You don't sleep at night?"

Yang Feng asked strangely.

Zhao Zhuwei said hehely: "I can't put the flowers in my house anymore. Can your family lend me some flowers first?"

"How many more flowers did you buy?"

"There are probably dozens of pots."

"I'll take a look."

Yang Feng felt a little strange and followed Zhao Zhuwei into her house.

Home.

The lobby should have been very clean.

The locks were filled with potted plants, and there was almost no place to stay.

Yang Feng looked around in confusion and asked, "Why did you buy so many again?"

"Aren't we afraid that there won't be enough sales? I recently opened a branch."

Zhao Zhuwei chuckled.

Yang Feng looked at the potted plants around him, and suddenly remembered the scene in the flower shop last time, and asked: "Then you still go to the flower shop by yourself now?"

"No, I've invited two people. Just take a look once in a while."

Zhao Zhuwei has a passion for entrepreneurship.

Yang Feng looked around and said helplessly: "I think in your situation, we won't be able to fit even one house together in the future."

"This one……"

Zhao Zhuwei touched her chin and really started thinking.

"How about we buy a villa?"

Zhao Zhuwei suddenly thought of a solution.