Lu Fei invited Ma Guohui and Lu Liang into the shop for tea, and the nearby shop owners behind him began to ridicule him intentionally or unintentionally.
This situation is also very common in other places. After all, colleagues are enemies, and they will never let go if they have the opportunity to trample their opponents under their feet.
It's a pity that these old guys chose the wrong partner today. Lu Fei is not a good man, even Kong Fanlong dares to quarrel with him, and they are just Jibaomao!
Lu Fei turned around and said with a smile.
"Listen to the boss, everyone thinks that I, Lu Fei, spent half a million to show off and buy a pair of tattered pieces of junk, right?"
"hehe!"
"Is not it?"
"Everyone in the industry knows that "The Picture of Plum Blossoms" is divided into three parts and is collected in two old collections. This one is obviously a replica."
"Boss Lu, you, spent half a million yuan to buy this imitation in a high-profile way. Isn't it pretentious and popular?" Bai Yunpo, the owner of Qibao Zhai, said.
Si Zhiguo, the boss of Cuizhuxuan, said with a sneer.
"Old Bai, you just fucking envy Boss Lu. You want to show off with half a million, are you willing to do it?"
"Hey, I can't bear to part with it. I earn my money every penny. I'm not like Boss Lu who is lucky and can make billions with just one move."
The old guys talked more and more loudly, and even Ma Guohui couldn't listen anymore.
Ma Guohui said in his heart, this kind of people are the most annoying. Lu Fei is free to buy anything, not to mention five hundred thousand, but it is none of your business to spend five hundred million?
Ma Guohui wanted to say a few words for Lu Fei, but Lu Fei stopped him behind him.
Lu Fei smiled evilly and said to a few old guys.
"It's true that I, Lu Fei, have money, but my money comes from fair and honest sources, and I, Lu Fei, will not spend a penny carelessly."
"cut!"
"To put it nicely, buying a high imitation painting for half a million dollars is not a waste of money," Bai Yunpo said with his lips curled up.
"Haha, you say this painting is a high imitation, can any of you provide evidence?" "If anyone can find evidence that convinces me, not to mention five hundred thousand, my treasure collection pavilion will give it to him for free."
boom--
Ma Guohui's brain was buzzing and almost exploded.
What does Lu Fei mean by this?
Is this painting authentic?
Otherwise, Lu Fei would never dare to joke about Jubao Pavilion!
But if it is an authentic work, then what are the three paintings in the story? This is so damn evil!
The old guys were stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
"Boss Lu, please stop making excuses for your pretense, okay?"
"At the time, "The Picture of Plum Blossoms" was divided into three, two of which are in the Baodao Museum, and the other is in the Tianducheng Museum. This is known to everyone in the industry, and your painting cannot be authentic at all." Bai Yunpo said.
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Lu Fei lit up the cigarette and snorted coldly.
"Since Boss Bai said so, let me ask you, you said that this painting was originally divided into three. When did you mean that? Who cut this painting into three, and who witnessed it with their own eyes?
"
"Well."
"how?"
"Can't tell?"
"Since you can't tell, then why do you say that my "Mo Mei Tu" is a high imitation?" Lu Fei said sharply.
"Boss Lu, you are using strong words to make excuses. This is a fact recognized by the industry and there is absolutely no way it is wrong." Bai Yunpo argued.
"Haha, it's a fact recognized by the industry?"
"At the beginning, the industry recognized that there was no blue and white flowers in the Yuan Dynasty. What happens now? My face is probably swollen."
"Please, this sentence is just to fool a child and cannot be used as evidence at all."
"you."
"You, you, if you can't prove that this painting is a high imitation, just shut your mouth."
"A bunch of ignorant people dare to come to my treasure house to make comments. Are you worthy?"
"Who do you think you are?"
"ah!"
"Hold!"
"Shuzi is arrogant!"
"Arrogant kid!"
"Lu Fei, we can't provide any strong evidence to prove that your painting is a high imitation, but how can you prove that it is the original?"
"If you can't prove it, I'm afraid your Jubao Pavilion will make Dafang laugh and become the laughing stock of the thatched cottage." The old guys yelled.
"Lu Fei, do you think this painting is authentic?" Ma Guohui asked in surprise.
Lu Fei smiled and said.
"Of course it's an authentic work, otherwise you think I'm full because I'm full?"
Ma Guohui and Lu Liangke had seen with their own eyes the true ability of Shenyan Fei. They really didn't dare to refute Lu Fei's statement, but you couldn't convince the public just by saying it was true!
"How do you say this?" Ma Guohui asked in a low voice.
Lu Fei said calmly.
"Even you don't know the story of this painting?"
"Nonsense, if I knew, I would still ask you, don't be ink-stained, tell me quickly."
Lu Fei coughed twice, and Tingting on the side quickly served him tea.
After taking a sip of water, Lu Fei stretched out two fingers and Di Ruilong, the bag-carrying boy, understood and immediately lit a cigarette.
Lu Fei was very impressive, but he made those old guys very angry.
"Lu Fei, are you still finished? Do you have nothing to say?"
"Hey, are you so anxious to be slapped in the face?"
"Okay, Master, I will help you."
"I said before that you are uneducated and you don't want to listen. Let me tell you the story of this painting." >
"You all must listen carefully. If you pass on what I say to you in the future, your family will be able to pretend to be cool for a lifetime."
"Hold!"
"It's no use, please tell me quickly."
Lu Fei took a puff of cigarette and said calmly.
"Speaking of Wang Mian's "Moumei Picture", do you know who separated this painting?"
"It doesn't matter if you don't know. I'll tell you."
"In the thirty-first year of Guangxu's reign, this painting was stolen out of the palace by a palace maid and sold to Zhao Jiuguang, the shopkeeper of Dingyuanzhai in Liulichang."
"Zhao Jiuguang was so driven that he found Ma Tianli, a retired restoration master from the Qing Palace Construction Office, and the two worked together to dissect the painting."
"Two of them were sold to Li Yuanhong and Feng Guozhang, and one was sold to Mr. Sun's adviser Wang Jingwei. Each painting sold for a thousand yuan."
"But no one could have imagined that a huge coincidence was about to happen."
"In the second year of the Republic of China, Sheng Huaixuan celebrated his seventieth birthday."
"Speaking of it, Sheng Huaixuan could be said to be the God of Wealth in the entire Republic of China at that time. Those who came to pay homage to his birthday were all prominent figures."
"Feng Guozhang, Li Yuanhong and Wang Jingwei will definitely not be absent."
"But it was so embarrassing when I presented birthday gifts. These three talented people presented exactly the same "Mo Mei Tu". Even the singers didn't dare to say it out."
"Thanks to the several master appraisers present who saw the clues and proved that the three paintings are authentic, this prevented the three of them from making a fool of themselves."
"Two years later, Sheng Huaixuan traveled to the west. His son Sheng Enyi was squandering money, eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, and soon he was unable to make ends meet. He sold what he deserved and what he could sell, and these three paintings were among them."
"Two of them fell into the hands of Song Ziwen and were later brought to Baodao to settle down."
"The other one was collected by Mr. Zhang Boju and donated to the country."
"This is what happened, do you unlearned seniors understand?"