I really don't sell people [entertainment]

In any case, after the old man's sincere words were spoken, it was impossible for the three of them to send back the calligraphy and paintings.

Han Hua really wanted to temporarily deposit the four brocade boxes with Brother Zhou under the pretext of "it's not safe to take them home", but Brother Zhou saw through his intentions at a glance, and then ruthlessly refused.

Han Hua felt that her character was being questioned: "Brother Zhou, you are treating the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain!"

Brother Zhou chuckled: "I really don't think it's safe to put it here. Let Xiao Fu make a written proof!"

Fu Yunzhang, who was shot by an arrow for no reason, raised his head in confusion. It seems that there is nothing wrong with him, right?

Seeing his expression, Han Hua felt distressed, and said angrily, "What does this have to do with Yun Zhang?"

Brother Zhou patted him on the shoulder: "Little Fu Li, you won't cheat, how perfect!"

Han Hua really wanted to talk about this inexplicable logic, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed...it was really the case.

If Fu Yunzhang established written evidence, he would not have dared to leave calligraphy and painting behind.

Fu Yunzhang finally understood the role he was playing.

Seeing Han Hua's indignation and daring to speak out, he shook his head and smiled, "I'll make a written statement, and I'll get it myself when the time comes."

Brother Zhou thought for a while, then nodded: "That's fine, as long as that kid Han Hua didn't set it up."

Han Hua spat at him in her heart, and gave him another account, and as soon as Fu Yunzhang finished writing, she dragged him away.

Brother Zhou watched for a long time as the two mobile phone lights went away in the dark, and finally couldn't help laughing.

It feels so good to find your own happiness...

I don't know if people will have some special predictive abilities when they are old. The day after the old man entrusted the calligraphy and painting, Huang Jin brought someone back.

This time, the rich second generation came with him. He looked like his eyes were above his head. Seeing Brother Zhou's procrastination, he felt a little uncomfortable: "Who are you waiting for? So long?"

Huang Jin also felt that Brother Zhou's attitude was a bit weird. He looked at the sneer at the corner of his mouth and felt a little uneasy, but he still comforted the rich second generation and said, "Master Zhang, maybe he is waiting for the old man's friend. It would be good to have more people, and you can persuade him The old man sells paintings."

The rich second generation still wanted to buy this painting, so after hearing what he said, he decided to wait for 3 minutes.

He turned on the stopwatch on his phone and started counting the time. As a result, just after 60 seconds, two people's footsteps suddenly came from outside.

Then, before Han Huaren arrived, the voice came first.

The voice was not like his usual, but it was cynical: "What's the matter? Are you meeting me?"

I have to say that Han Hua's tone of voice is still very bluffing, especially when coupled with his height and his face, he looks even more like a rich second generation.

Provided he wasn't wearing that unrecognizable brand of clothing.

The rich second generation murmured a little when he saw the faces of the two of them, but after listening to the people around him whispering about the brands of their clothes and shoes, he became confident: "You are Mr. He's junior? , Advise him, don’t take it hard. We are not robbing, we pay the starting price, and my family’s conditions, you can see at a glance, the ancient paintings are definitely better protected in our house.”

Han Hua saw that he clearly wanted to buy and sell by force but still put on a good-for-you expression. She had to admit that as a rich second generation, in terms of thick skin, she was completely defeated.

However, being less thick-skinned doesn't mean that the aura is weaker than others: "We didn't persuade him to say that, because the ancient painting is no longer in his hands, but mine."

Brother Zhou came to Han Hua because he wanted to cheer him up so that he could take the blame, but he never thought that Han Hua would take the risk as soon as he opened his mouth.

He was a little anxious, but before he could speak, he believed that Han Hua's Fu Yunzhang had already given him a look, and then shook his head very lightly.

With this delay, Brother Zhou didn't have time to speak, but let the rich second generation take up the conversation: "What? In your hands? Who are you lying to? Can you afford it?"

Seeing him look him up and down in disgust, Han Hua finally realized that there was something wrong with his clothes. He blinked and saw that they didn't recognize Fu Yunzhang, so he changed his plan instantly.

"I can't afford it, but I can buy it for others, just like you. Didn't I bring an appraiser?"

As Han Hua spoke, she looked at Fu Yunzhang.

Although the latter did not expect this development, he still nodded in the style of an appraiser.

Satisfied with the response, Han Hua continued, "Have you heard of the Chenfei Group? The chairman of his family is also named He. Maybe he and Mr. He belonged to the same family hundreds of years ago..."

Before Han Hua finished speaking, he was interrupted by the rich second generation: "You said you were entrusted by Director He? You? A brat?"

If the old man hadn't been involved, Han Hua really wanted to kick him out, but now that someone else was involved, he could only suppress his irritable heart, and pulled out a "Are you stupid" expression: "You What are you thinking? Can I know Mr. He? I mean, Mr. He has a son named He Qijun who used to study abroad. At that time, I helped him a little. He is also generous..."

When Han Hua said this, her expression almost twisted for a moment.Generous... He Qijun is the most stingy among the people he knows.

General Manager He, who was thousands of miles away and dedicated to his work, couldn't help but sneezed. He looked at the air conditioner suspiciously, thinking seriously whether someone who wanted to frame him had turned on the air conditioner.

Han Hua still didn't know what she was doing, so she tried her best to maintain her bragging expression: "Mr. He Xiao is generous, because I helped him, he licensed me to run errands for him. Coincidentally, he recently got a girlfriend , My girlfriend likes ancient paintings. As for me, unfortunately, I happened to know Mr. He and have a good relationship with him, so Mr. He Qijun asked me to run errands for him, and I was lucky enough to buy it."

Seeing that he made up a logical and complete story without blinking his eyes, Brother Zhou almost couldn't help applauding him.

Han Hua can do it!Everyone knows the name of Chen Fei's heir!

Hearing what he said, Fu Yunzhang felt a little doubt in his heart.

It's just that this doubt flashed too fast, and before he had time to catch it, it disappeared without a trace.

On the other side, the rich second generation was also taken aback by his logically complete story.

He already believed seven or eight points in his heart, and the remaining two or three points...

"What about the evidence? The evidence that you know Mr. He Dong."

When Brother Zhou heard him make this request, his heart skipped a beat again, and he almost couldn't help standing up, saying that he taught Han Hua the lies.

Who would have thought that Han Hua would take out her phone without blinking her eyes, tap the screen a few times, then cover her name and profile picture, and only show the rich second generation the content of Moments.

The news in the circle of friends was complaining that I was going to have a meeting again, and it also included a picture.Han Hua clicked on the picture, and it was clear that it was indeed Chenfei's internal meeting.

The rich second generation really believed it this time, he coughed lightly, and was about to turn around and leave, but a middle-aged man he brought with him suddenly said, "Since Mr. He Xiao has already bought the painting , adhering to the principle of first come, first served, we can't say anything. But since we've all come, can't it be convenient for me to appraise that ancient painting?"

The middle-aged man's words came so suddenly that no one could react.

Han Hua was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but she didn't react too much to being hit like this.

"Identify what? We have already finished the transaction."

The middle-aged man did not give up: "This painting is very valuable. It is always safer to appraise it a few more times. I think Mr. Xiao also hopes to give his errands a little more guarantee?"

When the middle-aged man spoke, he gave Fu Yunzhang a slightly hostile look.

Fu Yunzhang met his eyes and finally realized.

The other party came here for him, for his identity as an appraiser, could it be... This person wants to take the opportunity to gain favorability in front of Han Hua, and then let Han Hua introduce him to that Mr. He Xiao?

Fu Yunzhang really guessed right this time, half of the reason why middle-aged people would say this is because of this.

As for the other half, it was the appraiser's curiosity, wanting him to see that valuable ancient painting.

The attitude of the middle-aged man also aroused the curiosity of the rich second generation, and Huang Jin, who still had some doubts about Han Hua's identity, was helping him, and Han Hua was instantly a little bit stuck.

If you don't agree, it's hard to say, after all, he's just an errand runner, and he definitely wants to be as safe as possible, otherwise, if he buys a fake one and goes back, he won't be able to afford it.

You can agree, he made up Fu Yunzhang's identity as an appraiser!If Fu Yunzhang's identity as an appraiser is exposed, the whole play will be impossible to sing.

Yes, they can tell the truth, but in that case, the rich second generation will definitely not give up, and will change from pestering the old man to pestering them.

He is not afraid, but Fu Yunzhang is afraid as an actor, and so is Brother Zhou.

Just when Han Hua was caught in a dilemma, Fu Yunzhang took a step forward and solved his dilemma: "Okay, but ancient paintings are very difficult to preserve, and you can't take them out. You can only look at them in a darkened room. Why don't you ask an appraiser, How about this gentleman going in with us?"

The rich second generation nodded immediately when they heard that there was him.

Han Hua had no choice but to sigh, and together with Brother Zhou, went to fetch paintings for them.

Huang Jin saw that they didn't go out, but took the painting out of Brother Zhou's room, and he couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

If he had known that the ancient painting was hidden in this house, he would have... found another way to get the old man to agree to sell the painting, but now it is too late...

No, not right.

Huang Jin's eyes fell on Fu Yunzhang in the room through the wall.

He still felt that these two people didn't look like running errands. As long as the appraiser or himself could prove that Fu Yunzhang's identity was fake, then everything would still have a chance.

As an appraiser, Fu Yunzhang's appraisal level can be used to detect identity fraud.

What about yourself?How can I prove that Fu Yunzhang is a fake?