Reborn God Emperor Daddy

Chapter 109 Good Luck

When Zhang Laosan heard the price quoted by Peng Yuanshan, his eyes almost protruded from their sockets, and he was so regretful that he went crazy.

2000 million, that's a full 2000 million!

He has never earned so much money in his life, and he really let the baby slip away in vain.

Although Song Haotian didn't pay much attention to money, he was slightly surprised when he heard the price. He didn't expect this painting to be so valuable.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Peng Yuanshan showed an anxious expression on his face.

"Little brother, although the price is not too high, it is still reasonable.

At the auction in Xiangjiang some time ago, Tang Bohu's Jiang Ting Tan ancient painting was sold for 1000 million.

Although this picture of Yeyu Hundred Girls is stronger than Jiang Tingtan's ancient picture in terms of technique and size, the price of 2000 million yuan is not bad!

How about this, little brother, as long as you are willing to make a move, my old man owes you a favor. "

The old man was really anxious, he really liked this authentic painting of Tang Bohu, but he only had so much cash in his pocket.

If Song Haotian doesn't sell it, he really has no other choice.

Peng Yuanshan talked endlessly, and the people beside him were stunned.

You must know that this old man has an excellent reputation, is fair, and has never owed favors.

It is also because of this that Peng Yuanshan's favor is very valuable. He is the leading expert in antique appraisal in Jiangnan City.

"can."

Song Haotian was just stunned for a moment, in fact, this thing is of no value to him, if it is sold, it will be sold.

"Great, little brother, thank you, thank you so much!"

Peng Yuanshan was ecstatic, carefully put the painting away, then took out his mobile phone, and transferred 2000 million in cash to Song Haotian's account.

Lin Meichen stood beside the two little guys, Tuantuan and Yuanyuan didn't think much, but she was dumbfounded.

You must know that her annual salary of one million is already an extremely rare high salary in Jiangnan City, which makes countless people envious.

And Song Haotian earned her 20 years' salary in just a few minutes, isn't it too easy?
The most important thing is that after taking the money, the other party still chases after and shouts thank you.

The people around exploded again.

"2000 million, this is a full 2000 million, good luck, young man..."

"I heard that they bought it for 5 yuan, and it became 2000 million yuan in a blink of an eye..."

"I can't help it. The antique industry depends on eyesight. Who made us have no eyesight..."

Zhang Laosan stood beside him, his eyes were bloodshot, the 2000 million yuan just now was placed in front of him, and it turned out to be someone else's in the blink of an eye.

The envy, jealousy and hatred in his heart drove him crazy. If he didn't have a sliver of reason, he really wanted to step forward and snatch the money.

And at this moment, Song Haotian looked at him with indifferent eyes.

"Boss Zhang, you lost, should you honor the bet?"

"Uh……"

Only then did Zhang Laosan wake up from his excitement. He still had a 20 bet with him.

This guy tried his best to suppress the emotions in his heart, showing a flattering face.

"Little brother, look at you just earned 2000 million, which is still worse than my brother's 20. How about just making friends?"

"I'm willing to bet and admit defeat, and take the money."

Song Haotian said indifferently.

Just kidding, how much money you make is your business, does it have anything to do with you?
The point is, the reason why he bet just now was to punish this guy, so how could he let it go like this.

"I……"

Zhang Laosan's expression changed, and he was angry and hated in his heart. You have earned 2000 million goddamn, but you still want 20 from me, and let people live?
Seeing this guy's appearance, Peng Yuanshan's face immediately sank, "What do you mean? You don't want to deny it, do you?"

He is a notary, and now he is very grateful to Song Haotian, and it is absolutely impossible for Zhang Laosan to deny it.

"No...no...no, how can I? I'll transfer the money to my little brother now."

With Peng Yuanshan here, Zhang Laosan really didn't have the courage to deny it.

If this old man gets angry, let alone the Antique Street, he will not be able to get along in the entire Jiangnan City Antique Industry.

He could only grit his teeth and transfer 20 to Song Haotian's account. Seeing his money go into other people's pockets for nothing, he was so distressed that he bled.

Zhang Laosan paid, and Peng Yuanshan took out a business card and handed it over.

"Brother Song, this is my old man's business card. Feel free to call me in the future if you need anything."

He was able to get Tang Bohu's authentic handwriting today, and he really inherited a favor from Song Haotian.

All the onlookers were envious. After earning so much money, they were able to make friends with Peng Yuanshan. It was extremely lucky.

Song Haotian nodded, took the business card and put it in his pocket.

"Little brother, the old man still has something unclear and would like to ask. How did you guess that there is a universe in that scroll?"

This is indeed the puzzle in Peng Yuanshan's mind. He has observed carefully just now, and the scroll is extremely exquisite in workmanship, and there is no flaw at all. No one would have guessed that there is a picture of Ye Yubai hidden in it.

"It can be seen."

Song Haotian spit out a few words softly, then walked out the door with Lin Meichen in his arms.

"Uh...you can see it?"

Standing behind him, Peng Yuanshan smiled wryly and shook his head. He had spent his whole life in the antique world, and he didn't have such eyesight. I really don't know how this young man could tell.

But everyone has their own secrets, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Song Haotian went out, took out his phone, and transferred another 120 million to the young man selling paintings.

Just now he only knew that there was universe in this painting, but he didn't know how much it was worth. Now that he has earned 2000 million, he might as well give the other party some more money.

"Papa, where are we going?"

Tuantuan asked.

"Turn around and see if there is anything else good."

Although he found an authentic painting of Tang Bohu, Song Haotian didn't pay much attention to it. What he was looking for was the treasure that Dabai said, and several people wandered along the antique street again.

At the antique shop, Peng Yuanshan and others left one after another, and the whole shop instantly regained its composure.

After the people left, Zhang Laosan's face immediately darkened, and he gritted his teeth with hatred.

This young man stole his own 2000 million and also won a 20 bet. He couldn't swallow this tone no matter what.

He took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

"Wang Mazi, bring someone to my place."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

A few minutes later, a middle-aged man with pockmarked face came in from outside, followed by two young men.

These two people have their own characteristics, one is tall and strong like a cow, while the other is as thin as a monkey.

"Boss, you call me."

Wang Mazi said after entering the door.

It turns out that Zhang Laosan is a gang here, he is the boss, and all three of them are his subordinates. They are not only in the antique business, but also in the tomb robbery business.

"There's something for you to do."

Zhang Laosan gritted his teeth and told what happened just now, "That little bastard stole 2000 million yuan and cheated me of 20 yuan in betting money."

"Tmd, you actually bullied our brother, boss, what do you want us to do?"

Wang Mazi and the others were not kind to begin with, but now they looked even more vicious.

(End of this chapter)