I am doing well in the Siheyuan

The second floor is full of calligraphy and paintings. The glass counter has been replaced with a glass cover on the wall for protection. Any painting is worth a lot of money.

Li Huaide and the other two were breathing a little hurriedly. They stared at the calligraphy and paintings with burning eyes, secretly longing to possess them.

They knew very well that the security of the entire museum was not fake, and their greedy thoughts could only be buried in their hearts temporarily.

After visiting the second floor, I walked into the third floor, where the calligraphy and painting area turned into an exhibition area for various porcelains.

However, at this moment, their attention was not attracted by the porcelain, but instead they looked at a person in the crowd - Ye Ming.

When Liu Haizhong saw Ye Ming, he seemed to have found a key figure. He walked forward and pointed at Ye Ming and asked:

"Ye Ming, how come my family heirloom appears in a museum?"

Ye Ming was stunned. He didn't expect to meet Liu Haizhong here.

"I sold it to the museum. What, is there a problem?"

Ye Ming asked back, obviously not expecting that after being educated at the police station, Liu Haizhong still hadn't learned his lesson.

"Where's the money? Give it back to me."

Hearing Ye Ming admit it, Liu Haizhong spread out his palms and made a gesture of asking for money.

In the past, he had to consider other people's expressions before doing anything, but now with the 100,000 yuan given by Li Huaide, Liu Haizhong is obviously more confident when speaking.

Seeing him so shameless, Ye Ming couldn't help but laugh.

Do you really think that you can suppress yourself in a museum environment by relying on the ignorance and curiosity of onlookers?

"Let me make it clear to you, as long as the IOU is in my hand, you can never take the money from me!"

Ye Ming said firmly.

As he finished speaking, he was about to turn around and leave.

Unexpectedly, Liu Haizhong suddenly opened his voice and shouted loudly.

"Ye Ming, you used a small amount of money to cheat so many old neighbors out of their family heirlooms. Do you still have any conscience?"

This roar was like a bolt from the blue in the quiet museum, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Seeing this, Liu Haizhong not only did not restrain himself, but instead incited public opinion even more.

He had originally planned to blackmail the curator, but now that he saw Ye Ming in person, he felt that this was a good opportunity to expand his influence.

All you have to do is act like a senior official and use half-true and half-false words to win people's sympathy.

"Ye Ming, your conscience has really been eaten by a dog! You can feel so at ease after defrauding the old neighbor of his antiques!"

Liu Haizhong successfully portrayed himself as a victim with one string of words after another, while Ye Ming became a big liar who did all kinds of evil and cheated people.

People in the old city loved to watch the fun, and when they saw the farce going on, a large group of people immediately gathered around.

Seeing that the crowd was getting bigger and bigger, Liu Haizhong cast a smug look at Ye Ming, and then worked even harder to expose Ye Ming's various "evil deeds" in the courtyard.

Ye Ming just smiled coldly at this.

He didn't expect that Liu Haizhong would act like a shrew and stage a scam in his museum.

With his strength, he could make people like Liu Hai lose everything in an instant with just one sentence.

But the last time they were taken to the Public Security Bureau, it was their own fault and it was just a small punishment.

It’s not that Ye Ming is kind, but these people are not even in his eyes.

Now, he had no intention of wasting any more words with Liu Haizhong, who was so selfish and mean in his bones.

However, Ye Ming's indifferent attitude was misinterpreted by Liu Haizhong as a concession.

"Pay back the money!"

Liu Haizhong stretched out his hand again, arrogantly and without any guilt.

More and more people gathered around, and many latecomers were confused and stood on tiptoe to stare at the scene curiously, and did not forget to ask others for details.

"What's going on? Can anyone explain it in detail?"

"I heard that the old man was cheated of an antique by this young man. They ran into each other here today and started arguing. It seems that they used to live in a compound."

Some older people were filled with emotion after hearing this.

"People are not as good as they used to be! They even stole antiques from their elders. Aren't they afraid of retribution for doing such immoral things? I don't think the treasures in this museum are of legitimate origin!"

"exactly!"

As soon as these words were spoken, they were echoed by many people.

"You don't look like a wicked person, so how can you be so shameless at such a young age? In my opinion, you should return the money to the owner as soon as possible, otherwise you will never be able to rest in peace in the future!"

A man who seemed to be standing on the moral high ground advised.

Upon hearing this, Ye Ming looked at the man twice more. The last time he heard similar remarks was from Uncle Yi.

He understood that there was not only one Uncle Yi in the world and that moral kidnapping was common.

In response to these remarks, Ye Ming just smiled faintly and did not respond.

He didn't buy it. These people were just poor wretches who were being used without knowing it, or they were happy to indulge in the vanity of this moral high ground.

Han Chunming's face turned indignant when he heard these words.

Uncle Guan next to him signaled him to wait and see.

Ye Ming looked around, trying to find the person behind the scenes.

He knew what kind of person Liu Haizhong was.

I just suffered a loss at his hands. If he didn't have something to rely on, how dare he be so arrogant in front of me again?

"Liu Haizhong, the last time you went to Brother Ye's house to make trouble, the police came. I showed them the IOU, it's clearly written in black and white. If you don't agree, go to court and sue. Don't make trouble here!"

Han Chunming couldn't stand it anymore and decided to come forward to clarify the facts.

He knew that if he didn't make things clear, it might reflect badly on the museum.

He didn't expect to change the views of the onlookers, he just hoped that they could treat it rationally.

Unexpectedly, the plot took a turn, and the crowd was talking about it.

If what the young man said was true, then their previous sympathy may have been misplaced.

The look in many people's eyes when they looked at Liu Haizhong was no longer the pity they had before, but instead a bit more scrutiny.

Ye Ming had already expected this scene.

Liu Haizhong spoke calmly, his red lips and white teeth opening and closing.

"How can this be the same? He planned it all. If it was just me, it would be fine, but everyone should go and ask around, from Nanluoguxiang to the entire Beixinqiao, how many people have fallen into his hands!"

"Ye Ming has obtained thousands of antiques over the years by pretending to be crazy and stupid. If not ten thousand, then there must be thousands of them. Let's do the math. An antique starts at tens of thousands. Add up the thousands of antiques. What kind of dirty money has this guy made!"

Liu Haizhong's words made the crowd around him gasp.

Thousands of antiques?

According to the price estimated by the last auction house, doesn't that mean his net worth is over 100 million?

This was also the first time that Uncle Liu heard the news. He opened his mouth slightly and fell into a brief daze.

After coming to his senses, he hurriedly asked: "This kid has collected so many antiques over the years? Mengmeng, don't you live next door to him? Is what that guy just said true?"

Su Meng still didn't fully understand what was happening.

"I don't know the specific details, but Ye Ming has indeed collected a lot of old items in the past ten years. It may be a bit exaggerated to say that there are tens of thousands of items, but there should be thousands of items."