The super crazy son-in-law of the stunning CEO

Chapter 50 Li Fei Was Deceived

Maybe it was because of the mention of her mother, and because no one in the crowd spoke, the girl hesitated.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man smiled with satisfaction: "Listen to me, this painting and calligraphy can be worth [-]. There are so many people who can't sell a treasure in the sky, I think you are new, it should be the first day, and it is not bad to meet me."

The middle-aged man's words destroyed the girl's defense line step by step. It seemed that the girl was ready to compromise.

"Uncle, see if you can add a few thousand more. This scroll of Mi Fu's Hongxian poems has been treasured by my grandfather for many years. If you resell it, you can earn several times or even ten times." The girl said. The son lowered his head and said, "My mother is in critical condition, there is really nothing I can do."

"Little girl, don't sell it to him!"

Suddenly a loud voice came from the crowd, and everyone's eyes turned to Li Fei, and it was he who spoke.

Ye Ziwen shook his head helplessly, and sighed, "Brother Li Fei, I told you to leave it alone."

After hearing Li Fei's words, the middle-aged man immediately showed a ruthless look in his eyes, and asked angrily, "Boy, what's the matter with you? What are you messing around with?"

Li Fei glanced at the middle-aged man, and said coldly: "I want this painting, little girl, don't you want [-]? I'll give you [-]."

"Boy, are you deliberately finding fault?" the middle-aged man asked.

Li Fei said indifferently: "Why don't you give the little girl [-], and I don't want this word."

"Okay, you're a kid, but I want to see you give money in person, don't be a kind of swollen face to pretend to be fat."

The middle-aged man took out the calligraphy and painting, handed it directly to the girl, and said with a smile: "Little girl, come on, I'll give you this word first. If this kid really has the money to buy it, I will admit it. If he has a swollen face Fat guy, let's see how I deal with him."

Li Fei glanced at the middle-aged man impatiently, snatched the poem scroll ahead of the little girl, took out his bank card and handed it to the girl, and said lightly, "Little girl, here, here you are."

The little girl looked at Li Fei gratefully, but said embarrassingly: "Brother, you can't swipe cards in this antique street."

The middle-aged man laughed loudly and said, "I thought he was a rich young man, but I didn't expect him to be a young man. It seems that this is the first time for you to come to Antique Street, right? You see, there are some old people here. Antique lovers, come here with a card, who are you pretending to be rich with?"

For a while, Li Fei was still a little embarrassed.

Seeing this, Ye Zi said helplessly, "Huang Mao, give me the money, let's go quickly, don't delay here."

"Yes, Mr. Ye!" Huang Mao agreed, took out five neat stacks of banknotes from his briefcase, and handed them to the little girl directly.

The little girl glanced at Li Fei overjoyed, and quickly said, "Thank you brother!"

Seeing this, the middle-aged man had no choice but to say: "Okay, you're rich and powerful, I'll pretend I haven't seen this baby today."

After finishing speaking, he walked directly into the antique street.

"Okay, brother Li Fei, let's go!" Ye Ziwen said.

Walking out of the Antique Street and getting into the car, Li Fei said gratefully: "Mr. Ye, thank you for what happened just now. I will transfer the money for this volume of poems to you."

Ye Ziwen sneered suddenly, and said angrily: "Forget it, these calligraphy and paintings are not worth much, just treat it as a gift from me, and it can be regarded as spending money to buy a lesson."

What Ye Ziwen said made Li Fei a little puzzled. He scratched his head and smiled wryly, "Mr. Ye, what do you mean?"

Before Ye Ziwen could speak, Huang Mao, who was driving the car, said expressionlessly, "Brother Li, you have been cheated!"

"Cheated?" Li Fei asked in surprise, "What do you mean, is this copy of Hongxian Poems fake?"

Ye Ziwen patted Li Fei on the shoulder, smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Li Fei, what do you want me to say about you? If you say you are stupid, you were very shrewd when you beat me. If you say you are smart, it's that simple. You can't even see the deception?"

Huang Mao couldn't help but said: "Brother Li, don't look at me as a rough person, what about Mi Fu's Hongxian poetry scrolls, celebrity calligraphy and paintings, think about it, can you buy them for 5 yuan?" ?”

Ye Ziwen picked up the Hong County poetry volume in Li Fei's hand, and said in detail: "Brother Li Fei, I don't have much research on calligraphy and painting, but I do know a little basic common sense. Mi Fu was a great scholar in the Northern Song Dynasty. A writer, such a famous person, his nonsense Hongxian poetry volume, let alone fifty thousand, can you add another piece to see if you can get it?"

When Ye Ziwen said this, Li Fei had a feeling of enlightenment. His words were like waking up the dreamers. Although they knew nothing about calligraphy and painting, Ye Ziwen's words made sense.

He never believed that there was a pie in the sky.

Li Fei looked at the calligraphy and painting carefully, and said regretfully: "We don't understand, but the old men just looked at it carefully and confirmed that it is true. Could it be that the middle-aged man switched it?"

Ye Ziwen smiled funnyly, "You are stupid, you are really stupid. You still don't understand how simple it is? From the very beginning, except for us, those people were all in the same group, and every line in their words was trying to lure us into the trap. , that middle-aged man, that little girl, including those old men, are probably already splitting the money now!"

As Ye Ziwen said, he spread out the "Hong County Poetry Scroll" in the car, and saw that he first scratched the scroll twice with his fingernails, and the light yellow wooden scroll began to turn white slowly.

Ye Ziwen continued to work in the same way, and lightly scratched a few places on the poem scroll. The color of the originally yellowed poem scroll became bright and dark, and even the flowing words were somewhat ambiguous.

Seeing this, Li Fei had already completely believed Ye Ziwen's words. He never thought that the pitiful looking girl just now would be a liar.

"Mr. Ye, you clearly know that those people are liars, why didn't you remind me just now?" Li Fei asked suspiciously.

Ye Ziwen smiled and said: "Brother Li Fei, 5 yuan is nothing to me, I just want to remind you, just like what I told you when I walked out of the auction just now: If it's not good intentions, it may not be worth it." There will be rewards."

Li Fei lowered his head, unable to refute for a moment, speechless.

All the way back to the company, I was still thinking about the scam on the Antique Street just now.The scroll in his hand was simply thrown into the trash can.

Back at the office of the security team, Li Fei saw Zhao Xiaodao and the mouse.

"Brother Fei, you are back." Zhao Xiaodao said quickly when he saw Li Fei.

Li Fei calmed down, leaned back on the chair, and asked, "What did you investigate today?"