Following the sound, Guo Jing saw a quarrel scene out of the corner of his eye. It was a young man. He was holding a picture scroll with a missing corner on the lower right side with great regret, and sighed deeply: "I didn't mean it.

"I don't think this painting of yours is worth much." A middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks seemed to be the owner of this calligraphy and painting shop. After hearing this, he pointed to his right hand in disbelief, "What did you say? Yes.

Let me say it again, do you know how much this painting is worth? You can’t even afford to pay for it if I sell it! Are you crazy with your nonsense?”

The commotion became louder and louder, attracting many people to watch the fun. At this moment, there was a customer in his fifties next to the young man. He wore black-rimmed glasses and looked like an expert. He was taking the hand from the boss and holding it in his hands.

Looking at the scroll of paintings, he was frothing at the mouth and showed off to everyone: "What a pity, what a pity." As he said this, he spread out his right hand, flattened the painting in his hand, and a dark horse jumped into view.

, but a corner was broken under the right horse's leg, and everyone was stunned. Amidst the whispers, Guo Jing and Li Ling realized the situation belatedly. It turned out that the young man took a fancy to a pair of Xu Beihong's clothes in the store.

I had been looking at "Galloping Horses" for a long time and was no longer ready to buy it. But at that moment, the man who looked like an expert and scholar rushed in abruptly. The young man accidentally bumped into him and tore off the painting.

piece.

According to the rules, this young man had to compensate the antique shop owner for his losses. Two clerks from this antique shop blocked the door of the shop, and more and more people were watching the excitement. Many people were lying on the floor-to-ceiling glass wall outside.

The young man seemed to be in trouble and couldn't leave. He took out his mobile phone a little irritably. The shop owner grabbed his arm tightly and yelled at the young man who tore up the painting to pay for it: "I tell you!

My painting "Galloping Horse" is an authentic work by Mr. Xu Beihong in his early years! It is an authentic work! I have just agreed on the price with Teacher Song! Seven hundred thousand! Not even a cent less! If you can't get it, I will just

You can call the police to arrest someone!”

"Holy crap! You said an authentic painting is an authentic one? Who doesn't know that this antique street is a famous street for parallel imports! Seven hundred thousand yuan? Who can judge the price? According to me, your painting is not worth seven hundred yuan!"

Young people are not fools who can be manipulated by others. You can ask for an exorbitant price, and I can just sit back and pay you back. Let’s see who can outspend whom?

"Boss Hu, please let go of your hand first. He didn't say he won't give you the money! What the young man said makes sense. Seven hundred thousand is not a small number. You can't just say it's authentic. You should find a real licensed appraisal agency.

Check it out. Besides, he was squeezed by this gentleman. The compensation money should not be borne by the young man alone." At this time, some Tibetan friends couldn't see it and said a few fair words, which immediately aroused everyone's attention.

go along.

"Okay, if you want an appraisal, then I'll show you the appraisal!" The boss found two small notebooks from the store, bang bang! He took a photo of the two appraisal certificates, "Everyone, come over and take a look, help us.

Be a witness, lest anyone say that I, Old Hu, bully the younger generation! You can see for yourselves whether it is authentic or not! Here is the appraisal issued by Mr. Shenyan Wang! The other is the certificate after instrument testing by the Eastern Hubei Antique Collection Association!"

Boom! One word stirred up a thousand waves! In the Tibetan friends circle in eastern Hubei, or not in the entire eight southern provinces, there is probably no one who doesn’t know the name of the King of Divine Eyes. This person is a member of the Tibetan friend circle.

The number one legendary figure, everyone only knows his surname Wang, but does not know his full name. Legend has it that Lao Wang has a pair of magical eyes and has appraised 992 antique calligraphy and paintings. The accuracy of the appraisal is 100%. One mistake will even

It is more powerful than the precision identification instruments of the Eastern Hubei Collection Association. Because of this, the name "King of Divine Eyes" has become more and more famous and has become a legend.

The owner of the store, Lao Hu, brought out all the items, and there was also a certificate from the Eastern Hubei Antique Collection Association after instrument testing. It was signed and stamped with the official seal, and there was also an inquiry phone number. After being checked by an enthusiastic person, it was absolutely correct.

Now no enthusiastic Tibetan friend dared to stand up for the unfortunate young man. The young man knew that he was in the wrong and could no longer make trouble, so he turned his seeking eyes to Mr. Song, whom Boss Hu called Mr. Song.

This Mr. Song was actually Song Shijie, the vice president of Harmony Hospital mentioned earlier. Seeing the young man's eyes, he nodded, "This painting is indeed the original work of Mr. Xu Beihong, otherwise I wouldn't know how to do it."

I'm ready to buy it." After saying that, Song Shijie hesitated for a while and took out a stack of check books from his bag. "Actually, I am also responsible, because I was so excited that I wanted to see this "Galloping Horse".

, I accidentally bumped into this young man, causing him to damage the painting. Logically speaking, I am half responsible, so I will pay half of it." After saying this, Song Shijie filled out a three-dimensional form without blinking an eyebrow.

A transfer check of 150,000 yuan to Boss Hu.

"Mr. Song, I'm really sorry to ask you to pay half of it." Lao Hu took the check with a smile and said loudly: "Young and old men, listen up. This Mr. Song is the vice president of Harmony Hospital.

A knife! The king of knives second only to Harmony Hospital, President Zhao Guoqiang! I am not the sitter for this young man hired by me, Lao Hu, to be a cage pit. If you don’t believe it, you can find him next time you go to Harmony Hospital for medical treatment!

"

Everyone was in an uproar again, no wonder they were so generous and generous, 350,000 yuan, and they paid as much as they were told. It turned out to be the vice president of Harmony Hospital. Who doesn't know that the doctors at Harmony Hospital have high medical skills and high incomes. Guo

Jing and Li Ling were watching on the sidelines and were shocked when they heard this. Pinghai Hospital has always aimed to surpass Harmony Hospital and become the new leader in the industry. They did not expect to meet the vice president of Harmony Hospital here.

Song Shijie's words made the young man feel a little embarrassed. All the Tibetan friends knew that there was no need for Vice-President Song to put half of the compensation liability on his head. He did this.

Seeing that the young man couldn't get the money, he felt sympathy for him. Thinking of this, Guo Jing and Qin Yu also admired Vice President Song.

However, something unexpected happened. The young man did not appreciate Vice President Song's kindness. Instead, he smiled very heroically and said: "This is Vice President Song. Thank you."

Your kindness, but your sympathy makes me feel a little overwhelmed. My dad once told me more than once that you have to be upright and upright. You have to bear the things you have done, and you have to bear them even if you can't bear them. I just said

So, I have no suspicion that you and this boss Hu are in the same group, and I apologize to you for that."

Vice President Song was stunned and looked up at the young man: "Young man, do you really plan to pay the compensation alone?" The young man smiled bitterly and nodded: "Although the money I have is far from enough, I can make the compensation.

I pledged my ID card to Boss Hu and wrote down an IOU. Soon I will get the money together. No matter how much compensation I have to pay, I will not miss a penny from Boss Hu, no words."

After the young man said these words, the scene became quiet. The shop owner, Lao Hu, looked at the young man with a nose that was not a nose, and seemed a little distrustful of the young man's words. Vice President Song did not leave either.

He stood aside quietly. There was a tight crowd outside the store, and there seemed to be reporters inside who came to take photos after receiving news reports and senior managers of the Antique Market Committee.

The news is really big now. Someone actually found Xu Beihong's original "Galloping Horse" on the antique street. It was priced at a whopping 700,000 yuan. However, the sale failed and a corner of the painting was missing from a collector.

There was a claim for compensation, but fortunately the young man was willing to bear the compensation. Today is big news in the antique market in the past few years.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, opened his wallet, counted all the money in the wallet, a total of 3,200 yuan, and placed it gently on the glass display cabinet inside. Boss Hu felt a little aggrieved when he saw it, and stuffed the check again.

Back to Vice President Song, "Only three thousand two hundred? It's not even 10% of the market price of this painting! What do you mean? Forget it, it's not that I don't believe you, and I'm too lazy to ask you for an IOU! Call me.

Make a phone call and call your dad! I’ll discuss compensation with your dad!”

Lao Hu couldn't believe the young man's ability to compensate, and wanted to go directly to the young man's parents. Although it was a little unkind, it couldn't be said that he was wrong. At this time, Li Ling couldn't stand it anymore. She took Guo Jing's hand and said,

Guo Jing helped Li Ling squeeze out of the crowd. Li Ling was looking at the "Galloping Horse" on the counter. The more she looked at it, the more she felt something was wrong. Suddenly she smiled, spread the broken corner flatly on the original painting, and pointed to Xu Beihong's signature on it.

He said: "Boss Hu, if they are willing to compensate you 3,200 yuan, you can burn high incense. In my opinion, your painting may be a fake, and it may not even be worth 200 yuan."

As soon as Li Ling's words came out, there was another uproar. "Ms. Li, although you are my regular customer, you can't talk nonsense. Do you think this painting is fake?" The shop owner, Lao Hu, laughed angrily: "

It’s impossible that you haven’t heard of the King of Divine Eyes! It’s a legend and authority among Tibetan friends in the eight southern provinces! The appraisal certificate issued by his old man is clearly placed here, how can it be fake? Well, even if the King of Divine Eyes sees it

I missed it, but can there be any problems with the high-tech identification equipment of our collection association? Miss Li, if you can't tell me, please leave quietly. From now on, the store will no longer be able to do Miss Li's business.

"

Guo Jing was also shocked by Li Ling's words. Is this girl looking for death? She has offended the public! With so many Tibetan friends, even if Guo Jing is a martial arts master, there is an old saying: If you can't stand up to four hands with two fists, you will be alone.

A tiger can't fight against a pack of wolves. If all these people are angered, Guo Jing can't guarantee that he can lead Li Ling out of the encirclement without any injuries.

Guo Jing pulled the corner of Li Ling's clothes. Li Ling held Guo Jing's hand with her backhand and said forcefully: "Boss Hu, please don't be angry. Please listen to me first. I want to ask, have you ever seen the King of Divine Eyes in person?"

When Boss Hu heard this, he said, "I've seen him before. Just last month, he showed me his ID card and a mobile phone number. It's unmistakable."

Li Ling asked Boss Hu to call the God Eye King's mobile phone in public, but the voice on the phone was always busy. Boss Hu was a little anxious, "The God Eye King has a lot of people and things to do, and Shenlong always misses the mark, so I couldn't contact him at the moment.

, which is also excusable.”

Li Ling smiled and said, "Boss Hu, you yourself said that the King of Divine Eyes always sees the beginning but not the end of the dragon. How can you be sure that the person you saw that day is really the King of Divine Eyes?"

A note to readers:
Chapter completed!