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"I have no choice, I really have no choice."
The young man's eyes turned red when he said this, and he started crying, "My mother must have surgery as soon as possible, and she still has a shortfall of 10,000 yuan.
¡°I¡¯ve already borrowed all the relatives I can borrow from, otherwise I wouldn¡¯t have sold the family heirlooms"
"Daddy, big brother is so pitiful."
Tuantuan was originally very kind-hearted, but seeing the young man crying profusely, he immediately felt sympathy.
"Daddy, please help big brother."
The little one looked at her father expectantly. In her eyes, her father was an omnipotent person.
"Haotian, let's help him."
Lin Meichen also felt compassion.
"Helphelphelp."
Yuanyuan followed.
"Um!"
Song Haotian nodded. In fact, even if his daughter didn't speak, for the sake of this young man's filial piety, he decided to help her.
He can ignore everyone in the world, but the only person he sympathizes with is the filial son.
Besides, this painting was originally a good antique. Although I don¡¯t know much about the current market of antiques and don¡¯t know how much it is worth, it is definitely a good thing.
At this time, the young man felt that he was almost crying. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll sell it."
At this moment, his heart was full of despair. Just like Mustache said, he thought it could be sold for 2,000.
With a smile on his face, Mustache stretched out his hand to pick up the painting.
"Wait a minute, I want this painting."
The young man was about to hand over the painting, but when he heard Song Haotian's words, he took his hand back and turned to look over.
Mustache¡¯s face darkened: ¡°What do you mean?¡±
Song Haotian ignored him and said to the young man: "I want this painting. Give me your account number and I will transfer the money to you now."
The young man said with a puzzled look: "Brother, how much do you pay?"
"I'll give you 50,000."
Hearing the price reported by Song Haotian, the young man was shocked.
"Brother, are you kidding?"
He just asked for 10,000 yuan, but the other party suddenly offered 50,000 yuan, which was beyond his expectation.
Mustache also looked confused, not knowing what was going on.
Even if the other party takes a fancy to this painting and wants to steal your business, they won¡¯t pay such a high price, right?
Song Haotian said firmly: "I'm not kidding, your painting is worth this price."
"Brother, you are a good person, thank you, but I only need 10,000 yuan."
The young man looked grateful. With these 10,000 yuan, he could pay for his mother's surgery.
¡°There is a lot of money to spend when you are sick and hospitalized, so let¡¯s buy more nutritional supplements with the rest.¡±
Song Haotian said and stretched out his hand, "Give me your account number and I will make money for you now."
"Brother, thank you, thank you so much!"
The young man was so grateful that he took out a bank card from his pocket and tremblingly took out a bank card. Song Haotian transferred 50,000 yuan to it.
With a ding sound, the young man received a text message from the bank and immediately handed over the painting in his hand.
"Brother, thank you very much."
After saying that, he bowed deeply, turned around and walked out of the antique shop.
The young man left, but Mustache looked unhappy.
Although the painting just now is not authentic, it can be regarded as a masterpiece among fakes. You will definitely not lose money if you buy it for 2,000 yuan, and it can be sold for 10,000 to 20,000 yuan if resold.
Seeing the duck he got fly away, how could he look good.
"Boy, isn't this a very unethical thing for you to do? You actually came to my store to steal business."
At this moment, his face completely darkened, and he was no longer as kind as before.
"If others are willing to sell, we are willing to buy, and we want you to take care of it."
Lin Meichen was extremely dissatisfied with this guy's robbery just now, and said angrily, "I want to treat my mother. Not only do you not help, but you also take advantage of the situation. Do you have any conscience?"
"Conscience? I'm a businessman, and what I'm talking about is making money. What's the use of having a conscience?"
Mustache said with a sarcastic look, "That painting is worth at most 20,000 yuan, but you spent 50,000 yuan. I think you are big fools."
"Daddy is not a fool!"
"Daddy is the bestthe mostthe most powerful. "
The two little guys couldn't understand anything else, but they understood that Mustache said that their father was a fool, and they immediately became unhappy.
Mustache curled his lips and shouted again: "You spent so much money to buy a fake, what else would you be like if you weren't a fool?"
"Bad guy, daddy is not a fool."
The little guy¡¯s eyes turned red as he spoke, and he was about to cry.
"If Tuantuan doesn't cry, don't listen to his nonsense."
Song Haotian didn¡¯t pay attention to the mustache at all. Seeing that his daughter was about to cry, he quickly comforted her.
"Daddy is not a fool."
Tuantuan said aggrievedly.
"Of course Dad is not a fool."
Song Haotian held the painting and said, "This is actually a big treasure. He is the fool. He can't even see the treasure in front of his eyes."
Tuantuan laughed immediately, "Daddy is not a fool, daddy is the most powerful."
Yuanyuan even stretched out her little finger, pointed at her mustache and shouted: "Bigbigbig fool."
"I made a mistake. What a joke."
Mustache laughed with disdain, "It's not such a trick to deceive children, and you don't want to ask who I am, Zhang Laosan.
Having worked in the antique street for so many years, when did you go overboard? If you were a darling, I would just write the character Zhang upside down. "
Song Haotian frowned, this guy is not done yet, does he have to make his daughter cry? It seems that he needs to teach the other party a lesson.
He looked at Mustache: "Since you said you were right, do you dare to make a bet?"
"Tell me, what kind of gambling method?"
The young man had a look of disdain on his face. His eyesight was well-known in the entire antique world. How could he be afraid of a young man in his twenties?
"I bet you are mistaken." Song Haotian raised the scroll in his hand, "There is actually something else in this painting, and it is worth far more than 50,000.
We bet 200,000 yuan. If you lose, give me 200,000 yuan. If you lose, I will give you 200,000 yuan. "
Hearing this, Mustache's eyes suddenly lit up. He had looked at it very carefully just now. This painting was a fake, and its value would never exceed 50,000 yuan.
If you can win 200,000 yuan, it will be a huge profit, enough to make up for the loss just now.
"No problem, I'll bet with you."
The mustache looked excited.
Song Haotian said: "It's just empty talk, we have to establish a written proof."
"No need, as long as I, Peng Yuanshan, am here, no one can deny it."
While he was talking, an old man with gray hair and a childish face walked in from outside. He was wearing a robe and exuded an extraordinary temperament.
"Oh my God, Mr. Peng is here. He is the chief appraiser of Anjiayuan."
¡°I heard that Mr. Peng¡¯s appraisal of antiques is true to his word, and no one can ever question it.¡±
"Of course, Mr. Peng has always been known for his fairness. He has been on a TV treasure appraisal program."
Amid a burst of discussion, people automatically moved aside to allow the old man to walk in.
"Mr. Peng, why are you here?"
Zhang Laosan immediately greeted him with a flattering expression.
Peng Yuanshan is the chief appraiser of Anjiayuan and owns a certain number of shares. In terms of identity and status, he is much higher than him.
¡°I was just shopping around for a while, and I happened to see this guy making a bet with you.¡±
Peng Yuanshan said and looked at the scroll in Song Haotian's hand with great interest, "Little brother, you said there is a universe in this painting."
"good!"
Song Haotian nodded.
Peng Yuanshan said: "Young man, can you lend me the painting to have a look at?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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