Mad Son-in-law

"That can't work!" Wang Jie shook his head quickly, and refused again and again, "I didn't get paid for nothing. I just made the shot because I think Lao Du is good and the food is delicious. I don't think it is any credit! What's more, how is this painting? It is said that it is also the relic of the old man, and it is given to me. This is not appropriate!"

Lao Du insisted: "Mr. Wang, don't refuse. You can see that you understand these calligraphy and painting. Let's not say whether this painting is good or bad. Let's not talk about it, let's find someone who understands it. Master, right? Originally, this thing was left by the guest more than 20 years ago. After so many years, it is estimated that people will be gone for a long time, so you can take it. My wife is right. Put it in our house. Sooner or later, I'll be eaten away by worms."

Wang Jie refused, so he took the calligraphy and painting and smiled: "Well, I haven't read the content of this painting, and I don't know whether it is true or false. I just accept it as a friendship, but I can't take it in vain. For your stuff, this painting is signed by Xue Shengbai. I don’t know how much his painting is worth. I will give you 200,000 yuan for the time being. If one day, you regret it, you can change it back!"

Lao Du and his wife said nothing, because in their eyes, this little broken painting can be thrown away in trash. How could it be worth 200,000 yuan, so I resolutely refused it. But Wang Jie said that if they didn't accept the money, they would never want the painting. There was no alternative, the two people agreed.

Wang Jie accepted the painting and asked Zhang Dabiao to transfer the money immediately.

After eating the restaurant celebration meal, several people drove home.

Lao Zan wanted to teach the prince how to gossip in the Zhouyi. Since the last time Zan Xichuan knew that the prince could smell a special smell, he regarded himself as the prince’s mentor and insisted on teaching him what he had learned all his life. Lao Zan also vowed to say that academics will inevitably have five disadvantages and three deficiencies, but the prince has both eyes disabled, and he has belonged to the heavenly precepts and is just academic. The prince was also willing to play with the old liar, so Wang Jie didn't bother to care about it.

Soon after Tang Yang came, he told Wang Jie that he had talked with Lu Yuliang under the name of Datang Jianye and expressed his desire to participate in the construction of Yandu Real Estate, but Lu Yuliang refused!

"Brother Wang, Lu Yuliang now knows the relationship between you and me, so it is impossible for me to enter the market!" Tang Yang said, "Lu Yuliang also said, let me tell you the idea of ​​not hitting this real estate. He has lost his own because of you. Son, I will give you the help that I have brought me so hard. If you have the idea of ​​moving this property, he will fight you hard."

Wang Jie couldn't help laughing: "The old guy said that he was very miserable. Was his son lost because of me? Obviously he was spoiled and pampered. He wanted to get rid of me a few times! Besides, it was the one who killed Lu Mingzhi. Liu Shan, you have the ability to let the old guy go to Liu Shan for revenge! As for the Fan's gang, he even said that he brought it out of his own face. Fan Xiaolin's dead idiot knew that he planned it."

Tang Yang said, "Brother Wang, you said these things are known to passers-by. But as a member of the game, Lu Yuliang will not reflect on what he has done. Therefore, I think you have to intervene in Yandu Real Estate. I am afraid there is no hope. After all, the Wang family has authorized the construction contract to Lu Yuliang."

"No, there is no reason for him. In any case, I have settled the Yandu Real Estate Bureau!" Wang Jie said coldly.

Tang Yang was puzzled: "Brother Wang, can you tell me? Why do you insist on participating in this project? If it is purely for money, we are already a building material dealer, which is comparable to construction projects. Everyone knows that participating in construction is An errand that makes hard money."

Wang Jie said grimly: "Because, I have to use this project to return to Yancheng. I don't know why, I always have a sense of oppression, as if I will never return to Yancheng again, I won't have a chance to take revenge. By the way, you have a chance. Can you take me into the construction site to have a look?"

Tang Yang was a little surprised: "Success is success, but, Brother Wang, don't like to listen. Once the construction site is messed up, it is not safe for you to go. Besides... you don't want to destroy it! After all, on the construction site. All of them are ordinary workers. If you do damage, it is them who suffer and suffer..."

Wang Jie couldn't help but smiled and said, "You kid thinks of me as someone. I just found a little problem and want to check it out on the spot."

"Okay, I'll take you there tomorrow, you can pretend to be a building material monitor!" Tang Yang said heartily.

As he was talking, Hao Meng came down from upstairs.

"Yeah, it's rare to see Young Master Tang!" Hao Meng blinked his big eyes and smiled: "Come on to hook my old man again? I tell you, it's immoral for you two to be together!"

Tang Yang smiled and said, "Brother Wang, I can't hook, but I want to hook you. Do you have time to go to the movies at night?"

"Don't go!" Hao Meng said with disdain: "My life is much more exciting than the movie, and I still need to watch those imaginary things?"

"Then the concert? Art exhibition? By the way! A new playground has been opened!" Tang Yang said excitedly.

Hao Meng thought for a while and murmured: "It's okay, anyway, it's boring, then I will give you face..."

Wang Jie watched from the sidelines, how could he have an inexplicable feeling? This originally romantic and suave young master Tang, who has been enjoying countless flowers and has been enjoying countless flowers, shouldn't he be interested in this kind of pungent cactus!

Standing aside, there was a feeling of an electric light bulb, Wang Jie simply took the painting and went out.

He had seen this painting just now, and only knew that it was a sketch of a flower by Xue Shengbai. In terms of the quality of the painting, it should be a genuine piece, but the meaning of the painting was completely unknown. Thinking that the painting that my father had asked him to find in Liu's house seemed to be of this specification, Wang Jie wanted Uncle Niu to take a look. In Yuncheng, in the study of ancient paintings, Wang Jie couldn't think of anyone else who could surpass Uncle Niu!

Returning to Qianyuan Hutong and parked the car, Wang Jie unexpectedly discovered that the store door he had originally locked was hidden.

When I walked to the front, the concealed lock of the rolling door had been destroyed, and the hinge of the inner door was broken directly. Obviously, this was caused by someone breaking the door vigorously.

When I entered the house and checked, the goods in the store were undamaged, but a white thread that I secretly pulled at the back door broke. There is no doubt that the person who broke in should have come straight to his bedroom, but he was empty.

Reminiscent of the sniper that day, and the words of Morey during the day today, Wang Jie has already understood one or two. While the old guy begged for peace, he never stopped killing himself. Today, I clearly rejected his proposal for peace. It seems that Morey is going to break his wrist!

"Morey, Morey, play with fire, be careful." Wang Jie smiled to himself, walked to the door, looked out secretly, and stopped a hundred meters away from his shop. An eye-catching black car. Judging from intuition, it should be stalking here...

Wang Jie closed the door and calmly entered Niu Bo's store.

The three of these brothers were interested, and they were pushing the cups and rinsing the lamb together.

Without saying anything, Wang Jie went straight to the table, snatched a slice of tripe that Rob had already clamped, and ate it loudly.

"Hey you bastard, no big or small! I haven't seen anyone for several days, so I robbed me of food when I came back." Rob couldn't help cursing.

Uncle Shi smiled and said, "It's not just to follow his blind father, who has a thick-skinned face."

Wang Jie smiled and said, "Well, this is not my father's contribution alone, but you are used to it together!"

The three old men smiled, and Rob whispered: "You kid can still eat, don't you know, someone is thinking about you!"

"I know!" Wang Jie dipped a piece of mutton three times, sucked it into his mouth and whispered, "Isn't the black car outside just a dog!"

"Hey you kid, since you know, you can still eat so comfortably?"

Wang Jie whispered: "You have to be a full-fledged ghost if you want to die? Besides, with your old foxes teaching by example, who can easily kill me! When I'm full, then clean them up."

Uncle Shi said, "Don't be too self-confident, you kid, be careful to sail the ship for ten thousand years. Since they have been here for a day, they have made it clear that they want to find it and almost kill you!"

"During the day, he dare to do it? Don't worry, there are too many people who want my life. How old are they! But if I look at them, they will be miserable. They are dead or alive!" Wang Jie said Then, he threw the scroll on the table from under his armpit, and said with a grin: "Uncle Niu, can you help me see, is there anything special about this painting?"

Uncle Niu put down the wine glass in his hand and took a look at the painting. He was a little surprised and said: "Hey, Xue Shengbai, it's still the real thing! But this is too bad. The picture is so bad. Who is such a prodigal?" , Such a good little painting can’t be collected properly, it’s so worthless!"

"Tsk tusk, can your old man tell me anything other than money?" Wang Jie said with a blank eye: "You are a calligrapher and painter, not the **** appraiser on TV. You can buy out three thousand yuan at every turn and change hands three. It’s sold for 100,000. I’m asking you, what the meaning of this painting can be seen.”

Uncle Niu looked left and right, frowning and said: "Isn't it just a small flower and grass? It can have any connotation! I don't know this flower either...it's not like a flower in a common ancient painting!"

"Pull it down, mischief!" Rob snorted, leaning over and looking at it, and said solemnly: "This is an old man's business, this is obviously a Diantian seven!"

"Dian Frog?"

"It's still a toad!" Rob said, "Tian Qi, I'm talking about Chinese medicine Tian Qi, and Jin Buhuan's self-proclaimed Dian Tian Qi!"

Wang Jie frowned and looked at it carefully. It really looked like Tian Qi in the medicine book. This Xue Shengbai is indeed not only a painter, but also a master of Chinese medicine. His painting Tian Qi is also logical. But what does this show?