Peerless King of Soldiers

Chapter 927 He is your father
When it came to the truth, Wang Fei's expression looked a bit embarrassed, he scratched his head and said depressedly: "It's the last time we saw him years ago, so it's not appropriate to just eat with empty hands like this?"

After Wang Fei stopped the car, he turned his head and asked Zhang Xuerou next to him.

Zhang Xuerou heard Wang Fei's words, and asked: "Then what do you mean, do you want to bring something?"

"I don't want to be mean, but who told you that it was your father, so I can only be mean."

Wang Fei shrugged.

What he said made Zhang Xuerou seriously think for a while, and finally said: "But I don't know what to give my dad."

"Think about it yourself, or give him something he likes."

Wang Fei's car just parked on the side of the road, and he took a look at the time, but it was still early, it was only after nine o'clock in the morning.

Zhang Xuerou thought for a while, and finally said after a long time: "I really can't remember, you gave wine last time, will you give it this time?"

"This time I won't give away wine, I will give you the same thing, and the last time it was in [-], where can I find so much?"

Wang Fei felt helpless.

"Then I have no idea, anyway, my dad doesn't feel that there is anything missing."

Zhang Xuerou shrugged, and simply put this matter aside from herself.

Wang Fei looked at Zhang Xuerou seriously, and said, "This is your father."

"He's your father-in-law now."

Zhang Xuerou glared at Wang Fei.

"That's the father-in-law, don't I know him well? He has been your father for decades, and I have a son-in-law who is not yet a year old. Can you understand him?"

Wang Fei said speechlessly.

Zhang Xuerou was really stunned by Wang Fei's question.

After pondering for a long time, Zhang Xuerou finally said: "If not, my dad seems to be planning to change the pen recently. I heard before that he said that the pen my mother gave him is about to break."

"Then there's no place to sell pens here, so let's make a detour and buy them at another place?"

Wang Fei asked.

"Isn't there an auction house from here? When the time comes, let's go there. Maybe we can buy not only pens, but also other gifts? Don't forget, your mother-in-law doesn't have anything yet. Woolen cloth."

Zhang Xuerou is really not polite at all.

After the two discussed it, they drove around the auction house next to them.

The previous Wang Fei came here, the last time he was fooled by Zhang Xuerou into buying that Song Dynasty sculpture.

Now revisiting the old place, Wang Fei was the first to think of it.

"No, you first give me back my 1000 million. You cheated me of 1000 million last time."

Wang Fei got out of the car, and as soon as he walked to the door with Zhang Xuerou, he reached out to ask her to pay back the money.

"You think beautiful."

Zhang Xuerou snorted and walked forward by herself.

"No, then even if you don't pay me back, you will still get half of it, right?"

"No, no money."

Zhang Xuerou mentioned money to Wang Fei, and now she regrets it very much.

This guy is so rich and still thinks of cheating himself every day. He didn't understand it before, but now that he understands it, he must not be fooled.

When the two walked into the backstage of the auction house, one behind the other, the manager immediately recognized Wang Fei.

"Hey, is this Mr. Wang!?"

The manager hurried up and looked at Zhang Xuerou next to him. Feeling amazed, he withdrew his eyes and said, "This is your wife, right?"

"Well, we actually wanted to ask you this time. Are there any good things that are being auctioned here, the kind that can be given as gifts."

Wang Fei glanced around the backstage, people were still busy walking around at this moment.

But as soon as the manager heard that Wang Fei came here to buy something, the expression on his face suddenly became a little more excited, and he said: "Mr. A lot of things are up for auction."

"Anything?"

"Here, wait for me to show you."

While talking, the manager asked someone to bring over a list and reported to Wang Fei: "At present, there are mainly bronze wares from the Han Dynasty, porcelain wares from the Tang Dynasty, and..."

"There's no need for these, I'm not here to buy antiques this time."

While talking, Wang Fei felt something was wrong, turned his head and asked, "By the way, my wife, your dad probably doesn't like these things, right?"

"I haven't seen him play with antiques, so I shouldn't be particularly interested."

Zhang Xuerou answered, looking at an auction of calligraphy and painting on the list, and asked, "What is this?"

"This is something from the Ming Dynasty before."

The manager introduced it to Zhang Xuerou, and said, "This is Tang Yin's calligraphy and painting from the Ming Dynasty. It was exiled abroad before, and it belonged to a foreign seller."

"My dad said before that our house lacks a painting to hang."

Zhang Xuerou turned her head to look at Wang Fei.

Wang Fei was frightened by Zhang Xuerou immediately, and said with wide eyes, "Stop making trouble, how much is that painting worth?!"

"Sir, don't worry, this painting is not particularly expensive. Compared with Tang Yin's previous famous paintings, this one is relatively cheap."

The manager saw that Wang Fei was a potential buyer, and immediately came up to talk.

Wang Fei rolled his eyes when he heard this, and said speechlessly: "Pull it down, I'm not interested in this."

"Then what do you want to buy?"

Zhang Xuerou saw that Wang Fei hadn't made up his mind for a long time.

It's almost ten o'clock now, and it's time to go to eat by then.

"Let's go out first, and then wait for them to bid and then take a look."

Wang Fei dragged Zhang Xuerou to the middle of the auction house, where he could see the auction stage.

It's just that everyone is paying attention to the things on the stage at this time.

Of course, Zhang Xuerou was not interested in this kind of auction, so she turned around and asked, "Why don't we just go out and buy a pen."

"Didn't it seem that there was something for sale just now? I remember that there seemed to be a hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum. Although I know it's nonsense, it should be a good medicinal material. Isn't it just a good way to give it to your dad for the New Year?"

Wang Fei is waiting here for this reason.

Zhang Xuerou understood a little, and looked towards the stage.

And after shooting a few things, I don't know if the manager just adjusted the order.

Tang Yin's original work, which was supposed to be the finale, was released in advance.

With the information of this painting appearing on the big screen, even if you look at it from a distance, you can feel that the real mountains and rivers are coming alive on the big screen.

Even after hundreds of years, this painting is still very well preserved, which made many buyers present eager to try it.

"This is an authentic work of Tang Bohu in the Ming Dynasty. The current base price is 800 million yuan, and the price increase is not less than [-] yuan each time."

The auctioneer raised his voice, making everyone present excited, then picked up the number plate in his hand and raised it up, saying: "1000 million!"

(End of this chapter)