Matrilocal Son-in-law

"It's no wonder that master Zhong's price has been increased. It's been known for a long time."

"This young man is amazing. I'm afraid the level of antique is not lower than that of master Zhong..."

"amazing, it's amazing."

It's beyond everyone's imagination that a young man who looks ordinary has such vision!

The Curio enthusiasts were excited to crowd into the shop, and they all hoped to have a close look at this cultural treasure.

Qin Tian didn't stop people, but carefully protected the scroll and stood in a safe position.

Li Cheng looked at the painting in his son-in-law's hand, standing in the same place as if he were numb. He kept making a voice in his throat, "I... I'm not dreaming, am I?"

Even Li Xinran, who doesn't know calligraphy and painting, can't help being attracted by the scroll in Qin Tian's hand.

"Master Zhong, is this painting still satisfactory?" Qin Tian smiles.

Zhong Yu Kong received the God, and arched his hand toward Qin Tian, "the young man is hidden, and I admire him."

Qin Tian said that we should open our eyes, so we can really open our eyes. Although Zheng Banqiao's paintings are not hard to find through the ages, at least it's OK to buy a few million yuan. Compared with the 300000 yuan cheated by the shop owner, it's not worth mentioning.

The customers in the antique shop were in high spirits, but only one was gloomy and pale.

It was the fat boss in the shop, pale as if he had eaten a pile of dead flies.

At this time, he had the heart of death. He only felt that his inner organs were burning, as if there were countless blood ready to spray out. His eyes were full of hate, and he wanted to strangle Qin Tian in the next second.

However, it's too late to say anything. So many people have testified that this painting has long been Qin Tian's.

I didn't expect that the sentence "once a word comes out, it's hard to trace back" actually cost me millions!

"Boss, I'll take the three hundred thousand, if you like!" Qin Tian looks at the shop owner with a smile and makes a gesture to get a pile of money on the counter.

The shop owner is blushing and speechless for a long time. From today on, I'm afraid he will become the laughing stock of this street!

"Forget Qin Tian, we've made a lot of money today. The 300000 yuan is even a red envelope for the shopkeeper. It's lucky!"

Li Cheng was so happy that he made a lot of money thanks to his son-in-law. While talking, Li Cheng urged Qin Tian to put away his calligraphy and painting.

"Dad, you pay for the money. Naturally, this painting should be given to you." Qin Tian smiles and hands the painting to Li Cheng.

Li Cheng is a little confused. According to the law, Qin Tian is responsible for more than half of the credit for this painting. Even if he makes money, it's also two people. Although he has taken advantage of an old father-in-law, there is no reason why he can take it alone.

But now, Qin Tian not only has no plan to divide with himself, but also plans to give himself the circle of painting. Li Cheng's excited hands are shaking.

"Good son-in-law, good son-in-law!"

For a long time, Li Chengdu looked down on this worthless son-in-law, but at this moment, he is how to see how pleasing.

Qin Tian's move also aroused the appreciation of the people around him.

"Oh, this old brother is so lucky to have such a filial son-in-law!"

"I envy you. If my son-in-law wants half of this young man, I can wake up laughing in my dreams!"

"Happy when you are old!"

Li Cheng, who was originally happy, was highly praised by the public, and the wrinkles on his face all laughed out.

After leaving the antique shop, the old man sat on the Huiteng which Qin Tiangang had just got. He was more and more excited.

"Code. No way to let me be dumb!" The shop owner looked at the farther and farther Huiteng, a pair of triangular eyes flashing a trace of grim light.

After the crowd dispersed, the shop owner took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and his face also showed a flattering smile, "Hello, brother Biao, I'm the fat man of antique street... Yes, yes, that's me. I don't know if brother Biao is interested in a deal...

" it's bullshit to say something. " The voice of the phone.

The owner of the shop said roughly what had happened just now, squinting coldly and saying, "after it's done, the old rule is to divide the account into five and fifty! But remember, don't leave a handle on it

"Hey, hey Brother puma sneered at the other end of the phone, "don't worry. It's not the first time we've done it. We'll make sure it's clean! I'll take people out in a minute

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Qin Tian drove along, looking out of the corner of his eye at Li Xinran, the co pilot, who had been staring at him from the beginning of getting on the bus.

Qin Tian touched his side face, "I said daughter-in-law, although your husband is good-looking, you don't have to stare at it all the time..."

Li Xinran gave a bang, but then he asked, "how do you know that the painting has two layers?"

"Guess." Qin tiansuikou road.

Li Xinran rolled his eyes, "I know you don't say it.""Do you believe that I was identified by my true ability?" Qin Tian looks at Li Xinran with a smile. Li Xinran's heart is full of deer.

For a moment, Li Xinran was a little flustered.

Is it shyness? Old husband and wife, how to still have heart feeling?

"You are my husband. I can believe it if you dare to say so! "Li Xinran raised his voice, trying to cover up his inner panic.

Qin Tian laughed again and continued to drive, "in fact, it's just more careful. To be honest, I'm not sure there must be a interlayer in it. I just saw the thick painting and wanted to gamble. I didn't expect that I would get the bet."

Li Xinran didn't give up and wanted to ask, but just as she was about to open her mouth, a pickup truck with double bumpers rushed out of the side intersection, crashing toward Huiteng!

"Not good!"

Qin Tian didn't have time to say hello to Li Xinran. The steering wheel suddenly turned to the left, and the car rowed past the pickup door. It could have stopped on the roadside flower bed!

Li Xinran couldn't stop running forward. Fortunately, she was wearing a seat belt, otherwise she had to fly out!

"Oh, Qin Tian, what are you doing?" Li Cheng is sitting in the back seat, without wearing a seat belt, and bumps into the front seat. At the moment, he is covering his head and shouting.

"The car suddenly came out and almost hit it!" Qin Tian frowned. If it wasn't for the good performance of the car, he would have to turn it over just now!

Looking at the pickup truck opposite, Qin Tian frowns.

In such a gap, more than a dozen vans appear at the crossroads, which will be full of water in huitengwei!

A group of hooligans with dragon painting style got out of the car. There were thirty or forty people with guys in their hands. One of the leaders came to qintian's car with scars on his head and strong tendons. He carried a solid steel pipe to qintian's car. He lifted his hand and smashed the steel rod on the engine cover of qintian. Millions of luxury cars were smashed into a huge pit in an instant!

"All come down to me!" The sound of bald head is very rough. It is brother Biao in the mouth of the shop owner!

Li Xinran and Li Cheng are frightened by this sudden scene. They are all regular ordinary people. Although they have a little power in their hands, who has ever seen such a battle? I was scared out of my wits!

In particular, Li Xinran, a pretty face turned pale, holding Qin Tian's fingers tightly without any blood color.

"What's this... What's going on?" Li Cheng sat in the back seat and asked nervously.

"It's OK, Dad. I'm everything." Qin Tian looked calm. He pulled the handbrake and turned his head to Li Cheng. "Dad, give me the painting. They are aiming at painting."

Since Qin Tian died once, his mind has become very clear. Needless to say, it can be seen that these people have something to do with the owner of the antique shop.

"No way!" Li Cheng's head was shaking like a rattle drum, holding the painting tightly. "Even if you kill me, you can't hand this painting out!"

"Dad, don't make a fool of yourself. When is it? Give the painting to Qin Tian and call the police when we come back. No one can run away!" Li Xinran tried to persuade her. She could see that if they didn't hand in the paintings, they would be in danger.

This is a big deal with millions of dollars. The other party will let the three of them go with such open eyes!?

Qin Tian patted Li Xinran, otherwise she said, "Dad, you give me the painting, I promise to take it home safely."

Under Li Xinran's persuasion, Li Cheng handed the painting to Qin Tian. Under Qin Tian's repeated assurance, he released his tightly held hand and sighed.

Three people get out of the car. When brother Biao sees Li Xinran, his eyes brighten up obviously. He glances back and forth on Li Xinran, hoping to get rid of her on the spot.

"It seems that the brothers can still be happy today!" Brother Biao, the scar on his head seems more and more ferocious.

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