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Two Thirty Ten Million? Where Did You Send The Beggar? (Please Subscribe And Customize)
Famous landscapes.
Dozens of people poured into the gate of the community like headless chickens.
They are all traders from Panjiayuan.
through various channels.
Finally found out the location of Lu Changshan's house.
then.
Let's discuss it.
Decided to try my luck.
What if the calligraphy and painting were tricked out of Lu Changshan's hands!
Lu family.
OPERER..
Hear loud knocking and noise.
Lu Changshan shouted vigilantly towards the door:
"Who is it?"
A strange voice came from outside the door:
"Mr. Lu, you open the door, we have Lei to discuss with you.
Hear that the other party has no malicious intentions.
Only then did Lu Changshan open the ventilation hole on the door and take a look.
outside the door.
Dozens of anxious faces.
in.
Some of the faces are quite familiar!
headed by.
It was Zhang San, the street vendor he occasionally visited.
$718
Are they all from the Panjiayuan Antique Market?
But why did they mobilize people to come to my house?
Lu Changshan was very puzzled, and asked through the door panel:
"What do you want?"
Zhang San said urgently:
"Mr. Lu, don't be nervous. We don't mean anything malicious. We just want to ask if the "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng" is still with you."
Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng?
Isn't it the gift that Liang Shan bought at the time of buying the Golden Buddha that day?
Why are they looking for that calligraphy and painting?
…
Lu Changshan suddenly remembered what Liang Shan said:
"In three days, you will be billionaires!"
"Everything can go wrong in this world, but my vision won't!"
Fuck!
Is it really a word?
then.
Lu Changshan thought he was just pretending!
Didn't expect it to come true so soon!
See him in a daze.
Zhang San thought there was something going on, so he quickly set out his own conditions:
"Mr. Lu, I am now willing to pay ten times the price to buy back that copy of "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng"!"
ten times?
Isn't that twenty thousand?
The others immediately refused to agree, and started arguing one after another:
"I pay one hundred times, two hundred thousand!"
"I offer half a million..!"
"I offer one million!"
Seeing these fanatical faces, Lu Changshan hurriedly took a few steps back, and asked vigilantly:
"Are you crazy?"
And in his heart.
It also set off a huge wave.
Fuck!
Are those calligraphy and paintings really so valuable?
Isn't it just a work copied by contemporary calligraphers?
Why is everyone buying it like crazy?
wrong!
There must be something weird in there!
Just when he was puzzled, a haughty voice came from the door:
"I'll pay ten million!"
Wally!
Who is so rich and powerful?
One mouth is ten million?
swish!
Everyone turned around and looked around.
Then.
I saw Yang Peng leaning on crutches, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, appearing at the elevator entrance
his appearance.
Immediately there was a burst of outrage:
"What the hell are you doing here?"
"It seems that the beating is still light!"
"Because of you bastard, my family is about to disperse!"
"Hit him!"
"Don't get excited, everyone!"
Knowing that public anger is hard to offend, Yang Peng quickly waved his hands and explained sincerely:
"Everyone in the neighborhood, I was wrong about what happened before, and Yang will definitely come to the door to apologize in the next day. But today, my purpose is the same as everyone else's, and it is all for the "Preface to the Pavilion of the Prince of Teng."
"Don't worry everyone, as long as Yang can win, everyone will have a share!"
some words.
Said high-sounding, full of sincerity.
The anger of the crowd slowly subsided.
Besides.
Yang Peng has made a lot of money by playing routines over the years.
On strength.
There are not many in the entire market who can compete with him!
now.
He even offered a sky-high price of 10 million!
Even if other people want to compete with him, they don't have the strength!
then.
Everyone had to retreat silently to the side.
Yang Peng came to the door, showing his usual hypocritical smile, bowed to Lu Changshan inside the door, and said:
"Ms. Lu, I was blinded by money and did a lot of wrong things. And look at me now, I have been punished as I should."
"So please forgive me!"
sound.
Sincerely.
It seems that he has really changed his mind.
But Lu Changshan knew.
This thing must have no good intentions.
Most likely it is the weasel greeting the chickens for the New Year!
But because of the face between teachers and students, he still suppressed his anger and said in a cold voice:
"Go away, I don't want to see you again!"
Yang Peng was determined to get the calligraphy and painting back.
How could you back down so easily?
then.
He immediately changed his face, his face became a little sad, and he said slowly:
"Ms. Lu, I still remember that when I was in school, my family was not well off. Every day at noon, I could only eat steamed buns with plain water. After you know, you will bring me an extra meal from home every day. Once I had a fever and fainted in class. Now, it was the infirmary where you carried me behind your back......"
Talking and talking.
His tone also became choked up:
"It's because my family was poor since I was a child, so I will use all means to earn money when I grow up, because I have lived in poverty enough. But now I have lost my way, Mr. Lu, please give me another chance... ……”
While talking.
He also secretly observed Lu Changshan's expression.
have to say.
This guy is a natural Oscar winner!
as expected.
These remarks instantly brought back memories of Lu Changshan.
Those old things.
Those teacher-student friendships.
Why didn't he see it clearly?
Ugh!
Lu Changshan was suddenly shaken!
People are not saints.
Who can do nothing?
Knowing the mistakes and being able to correct them is the greatest good!
Moreover.
He has already offered a sky-high price of 10 million.
T
Unknowingly.
Lu Changshan stretched out his hand to the doorknob, and was about to let him in for a detailed discussion.
at this time.
The elevator door opened suddenly.
A woman's voice came from inside:
"`Papa, don't open the door!"
No one has arrived.
The sound comes first.
Lu Changshan listened.
Like an electric shock, he suddenly retracted his hand.
next moment.
Lu Xiaoshan and Liang Shan appeared in everyone's sight.
see them.
Yang Peng immediately greeted warmly:
"Sister Xiaoshan, you are back!"
Lu Xiaoshan rolled his eyes at him, and let out a cry from his nostrils:
"snort!"
Yang Peng smiled awkwardly, and continued to make friends with her (Wang's):
"Sister Xiaoshan, I admit that I cheated Teacher Lu a few times before, but it's different now, I'm giving you money today!"
"Send money?"
Lu Xiaoshan sneered and said:
"People like you can't get up early without profit, and I know that I have no good intentions as soon as I roll my eyes.
"Hey, sister Xiaoshan really wronged me!"
Yang Peng took out his bank card from his pocket, and smiled with that greasy face:
"This card contains 10 million real money. As long as you return the "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng" to me, all the money in the card will belong to you. How about it?"
"Anyway, when you bought that pair of calligraphy and painting from me, you only spent two thousand yuan. It took only three days of work, and it was multiplied by five thousand times. You can make a lot of money from this transaction!"
What?
Ten million?
Is there really such a good thing?
Lu Xiaoshan looked back at Liang Shan suspiciously, wanting to ask for his opinion.
I don't know.
Liang Shan seemed to have no reaction to this astronomical figure. Instead, he smiled lightly and said to Yang Peng in a mocking tone:
"Hehe, ten million? Where are you sending the beggars?"