Dragon Son-In-Law God Of War

Chapter 537: So the painting is real?

"Mr. Feng?"

Diao Fuwang stood up personally.

Feng Wuye, the emperor of Yunshan County, owns more than half of the industry in Yunshan County.

Even though his Diao family is developing well now, he is still nothing but a shrimp in front of the Feng family.

Diao Haihua supported his father, and the two of them hurriedly came to the door to meet each other.

"Mr. Feng, you are here today..."

Diao Fuwang smiled hesitantly, he naturally wouldn't think that Feng Wu was here to celebrate his birthday, after all, the two families didn't have much friendship.

And because of his Diao family status, it might not be enough.

When Feng Wu came to the courtyard, he first glanced at Jiang Beichen.

He had already inquired clearly before coming. Today, the old man of the Diao family is celebrating his birthday, and Mr. Jiang is here as his grandson-in-law.

"Master, good fortune is the East China Sea, longevity is Nanshan!"

Feng Wu hurriedly bowed his hands. In any case, they are Mr. Jiang's elders. In the face of Mr. Jiang, etiquette is necessary.

But this word came out.

Everyone immediately thought that Feng Wu had come to wish Diao Fuwang his birthday.

Diao Fuwang was flattered and hurriedly responded: "Thanks and thanks! Mr. Feng, you can come, our Diao family is brilliant!"

"Ah! You're polite!" Feng Wu nodded impatiently, and then glanced at Diao Haihua, if he said with deep meaning, "How decent is the old man who is over his birthday today and shouting and killing him!"

Although it was a family matter, he was not easy to intervene, but this kid dared to yell at Mr. Jiang, naturally he wanted to give a warning.

"Yes, yes! What you taught Wuye is that I just made a joke!" Diao Haihua wiped his cold sweat, but couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He thought that Feng Wuye knew that kid just now, but it didn't seem to be the case.

"Fifth Lord, why don't you please come to your seat?" Diao Fuwang quickly gestured to please.

"No need!" Feng Wu waved his hand, Xuan even strode towards Jiang Beichen's table.

"River……"

"Sit down and stop mentioning the past!"

Before Feng Wu could speak, Jiang Beichen waved his hand quickly.

Since he decided to let him go, there is no need to mention the past.

Feng Wu was flattered, and gingerly opened the stool and sat down. He also picked up the wine bottle and poured wine for Jiang Beichen and Wang Boren himself.

When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help being in a daze.

what's the situation?

Feng Wuye actually pours wine for the husband and wife?

"Boren, why are you so insightful and ask Mr. Feng to pour you wine?" Diao Fuwang was furious and coldly scolded.

When Wang Boren heard this, he hurried to stand up, but Feng Wu immediately stood up first, "It should be! Mr. Wang and Mr. Jiang asked me to pour wine, that is worthy of me!"

Feng Wu was trembling, just like receiving a big man.

Everyone can see this next.

Feng Wuye obviously respected this husband and son from the inside out!

Diao Fuwang's face suddenly looked ugly.

Could it be that Feng Wuye came for his son-in-law?

But this is not unacceptable.

After all, my granddaughter is now the chairman of Rongding. Perhaps Feng Wuye is looking for Rongding to invest?

Diao Haihua and a group of Diao's family all had expressions as if they had eaten a lemon, which was simply sour.

"Huh, what's so great! The project of our Diao family is completed, and Rongding is just drizzle!" Diao Dalong was angry, and hurriedly mumbled aside.

Feng Wuye frowned.

A junior, dare to chew his tongue in front of him?

But in front of Jiang Beichen, he didn't have a good attack. Instead, he said to Wang Boren, "Mr. Wang, do you still like the Eight Horses I gave you before?"

silence!

Now the whole audience is silent.

Diao Fuwang was also suddenly dizzy.

Diao Haihua beside him couldn't help but gritted his teeth and asked.

"Fifth Master, the Eight Horses you said, but your Feng family heirloom? Did you give him to my brother-in-law?"

"That's right!" Feng Wuye nodded, and said immediately: "It was uploaded by our ancestors, and it was verified by experts in Kyoto. It is indeed authentic. A horse is at least ten million, eight horses, eight. Ten million!"

Feng Wuye looked proud.

Eighty million is not a lot to him, but this painting is priceless, so how can it be called a heirloom?

"It turns out that the painting is real?" Diao Fuwang had the urge to vomit blood.

That's 80 million!

Moreover, this painting can be said to be a national treasure, which is of great collection value. He didn't even want it just now.

"Magnolia ah Magnolia, this painting was given by Mr. Feng, why didn't you say it earlier!" Diao Fuwang dared not get angry, but still complained to his eldest daughter with a sad expression.

Diao Yulan suddenly looked embarrassed, "Dad, I want to talk, but you interrupted me. You must blame the second brother!"

Now, Diao Yulan was rather proud.

Don’t you all say that my old lady’s paintings are fake?

Now that's all right, Feng Wuye personally confirmed that this painting is true!

Diao Haihua's face was hot, but he immediately thought of something, and said quickly: "Dad, even if Feng Wuye gave them the picture of eight horses, it may not be this one? Don't forget, what happened back then... "

Diao Haihua still reminded Dad of the past.

Will Wang Boren take 80 million paintings as birthday gifts?

He doesn't believe it anyway!

Because of him, but absolutely reluctant!

Wang Boren finally couldn't help it, "Diao Haihua, you are like a villain to save a gentleman's belly! My father-in-law has passed his life, and should I fool him with a fake picture?"

"Yes, you are instigating discord!" Diao Yulan quickly took the scroll and unfolded it in person, and asked Feng Wuye: "Mr. Feng, tell him if this painting belongs to your family!"

Everyone looked at Feng Wu together.

Feng Wu glanced at it and nodded quickly, "It's indeed the pair of ours, and Qianlong's seal, it can't be wrong!"

"Have you heard, what conditions do our family currently use to fool you with fake paintings? I think you, Diao Haihua, have bad intentions and deliberately instigated the relationship between me and dad!" Diao Yulan shouted confidently.

Just now Diao Haihua kept making things difficult.

It's really relieved now!

"you!"

"Alright!" Diao Fuwang waved his hand.

"I was indeed the one who gave me a slap just now, but since this painting is a birthday gift from my son-in-law, I will reluctantly accept it!" After that, he winked at the housekeeper.

80 million paintings, don’t want them for nothing!

Taking it back is just a matter of course!

When the butler wanted to take the painting, he was suddenly held down by a pair of big hands.

"I seemed to hear someone say that this fake painting is a bit obtrusive and undesirable. Since you don't want it anymore, don't think about it and take it back!"

Jiang Beichen sneered.

People want to return the painting after scolding them?

Is he really a good-tempered Jiang Junmen?

Diao Fuwang's old face flushed.

Unexpectedly, this **** would expose his shortcomings in public.

"Presumptuous! You trash, is there any place for you to speak here? Give you a face?" Diao Haihua furious in public.

"I think you are presumptuous!"

Feng Wuye finally couldn't help it, and slammed the glass on the table.

This small family member of the Diao family, just like the ants, dare to talk to Mr. Jiang like this?

Where to put him Feng Wuye!

Diao Haihua dripped cold sweat.

Didn't expect Feng Wuye to stand up for Jiang Beichen?