Chapter 022 Big Brother Underworld

As soon as I heard that I was really a Japanese devil. It seems that Mr. Tuo may be a representative or something. I think his boss is probably the so-called Japanese businessman Shun Yamamoto.

Liang Zi immediately changed his face when he heard that it was a Japanese. He walked to me and shouted, "Walk around, we won't sell it." After saying that, he pulled me out.

Although I am also full of displeason with this Japanese, today's purpose is to sell paintings. It's all here. It's okay for him to have a look, so I took Liangzi and asked him not to be impatient. I want to see what the Japanese old man can have after reading the painting.

Although Liang Zi was full of displeasure, he angrily sent the painting to the Japanese old man when he saw my statement. After the old man took it over, he immediately looked particularly excited. He quickly moved the painting on the table and opened our painting with trembling hands.

When the picture was opened, he seemed to be extremely excited. After lying on the painting for a long time, he turned around and said a few more words to Mr. Tuo. When I was secretly scolding the devil for not speaking human words, I heard Mr. Tuo slowly say, "Sir, Mr. Yamamoto is not talking about this painting. Often interested, Tuo wants to ask a few people, how much do you want to pay for this painting?

His words stunned us all, because we are eager to sell the painting, and we really don't know how much the painting should be sold. In desperation, I have to force myself to calmly say to Mr. Tuo, "This painting is also obtained through thousands of difficulties. Please ask Mr. Tuo to make a price for how much it can be worth."

When Mr. Tuo heard what I said, he muttered a few words to the Japanese old man, and then stretched out four fingers to us.

Lao Lu immediately asked excitedly, "Four, 400,000?"

At that time, I also felt that the price was high enough. As soon as I wanted to speak, I heard Mr. Tuo answer, "Mr. Lu was wrong, not 400,000, but 4 million. This painting may not be worth the price, but for my boss, Mr. Yamamoto, it has another meaning, so I opened it for several people. At a sky-high price, Tuo, please give up your love.

The four of us heard him say four million... At that time, we were dumbfounded. Before that, everyone had guessed the value of this painting countless times, but no one expected it to be so valuable. For a moment, several people stared at each other, but they didn't know how to reply.

After a while, Liang Zi came to me and whispered, "I fucking wipe it. Why is it so valuable? Do you want to sell it?"

I'm also confused. At the current price, it's not too much for us to offer our hands immediately, but in the face of this Japanese attitude that they don't care about money and are absolutely determined to get, I have an inexplicable annoyance.

After thinking about it, I said to Liang Zi, "Since he doesn't care about such a high price, it shows that this painting must be a treasure. Good things don't have to worry about selling. Why don't we change to another customer? In case this is a national treasure sold to the Japanese devils, we will not become sinners for thousands of years."

Although Liang Zi was also very excited about the price offered to the Japanese, he showed a loyal attitude to the country when he heard what I said, and then pulled his big tongue and said to Mr. Tuo, "Inside... We came here this time to show Mr. Tuo. As for whether this painting will be sold to you, we have to go back to discuss it again. Thank you very much.

After saying that, Liangzi stepped forward, rolled up the picture and held it in his arms. The other hand reached behind his waist, then shook his eyes at all of us and took the lead and walked downstairs. Liubao and I said 'sorry' to Mr. Tuo and followed downstairs.

The old road seemed to be really anxious. Where did he stamp his feet, but when he saw that we had left one after another, he apologized to Mr. Tuo and followed us downstairs with an unhappy face. I turned around and saw that the Japanese devil holding the fence on the second floor looked particularly anxious and was talking to Mr. Tuo anxiously. What?

As soon as we went down to the living room on the first floor, we heard a sound behind us: "Please stay..." Then I saw Mr. Na Tuo running down from the second floor very quickly in front of us.

Mr. Tuo also seemed to be very anxious and gasped and said, "If you think this price is not suitable, we can discuss it again. If you really don't know how much this painting can sell, Tuo has an idea."

I immediately felt a little blushed by his words. In fact, I really didn't know how much the painting could be worth. We just felt that the price was very high, so we began to fantasize that the painting could be sold at a higher price.

So I said to Mr. Tuo, "Sir, what do you have? Why don't you tell it to the younger generation..."

Mr. Tuo seemed relieved when he heard me say this and said, "I know a very powerful auction company called Wanbao Auction House. Things to be auctioned there do not need to go through any approval and review. As long as your things are enough, you can be auctioned unconditionally. Mr. Yamamoto has Yes, if you think that the price we offer will be sold at a loss, you might as well go to the auction company to have a try. Mr. Yamamoto also said that as long as several people are willing to sell, he will fight for it no matter how much money.

In fact, I know that it is illegal to sell cultural relics privately, but listening to him, the auction company must be an underground organization. I thought that this must be a good way, so I nodded and asked Mr. Tuo, "What process do we need to go through if we agree to auction?"

When Mr. Tuo heard that I was interested, he immediately said with a smile and said, "It's very simple. You just need to take a few photos of this painting and send it to me when you go back. I will arrange other things for you."

I heard that this was relatively simple. After thanking, I took everyone out of the villa, stopped a car and began to return.

Liangzi still looked very nervous on the road and looked back at any time for fear that someone would follow him. According to Liangzi's idea, we changed two cars halfway and arrived at Liubao's restaurant.

As soon as I sat down after entering the house, I heard Lao Lu shouting, "I said a few people, are you stupid? Why don't you sell it at such a high price?

"You old guy know nothing. The higher the price, the more valuable our painting is. If we shop around, we will sell it directly, and we won't be fooled like fools." Liang Zi said disdainfully.

In fact, the price offered by the Japanese is already sky-high for any of us. If the money is paid, there will be an absolute change in our lives, but I always feel that things should not be so smooth. The truth of this painting can't be given up so easily, so there was no price at that time.

Lao Lu later heard Liang Zi say that if the auction was more valuable, he would no longer complain. When we were discussing what to do next, we saw a waiter from the Liubao family running in a panic and said, "Boss, it's not good. , come on... There are guests."

We were all stunned. I thought that you were excited when you came to the guests, and I heard Liubao say, "You treat the guests. Why are you so flustered? Did you meet ghosts, or do these people say that they don't pay for dinner?"

"No, no, boss, come out and have a look. This group of people may not be here for dinner." After saying that, the waiter took the lead and walked out. We also looked at each other and didn't know what had happened, so we followed the waiter to the door of the hotel.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I knew that there was another accident. There were more than 20 people outside the door, all of whom were strong men in black suits with expressionless faces. There was a black Mercedes-Benz car surrounded by the crowd. After seeing this scene, I immediately felt like the gangster plot in the movie.

As soon as Liubao was about to open his mouth to welcome the guests, he saw the rear seat window of the black Mercedes-Benz slowly falling down. Then I saw a familiar face, and immediately felt that he began to be congested all over and shouted loudly to Liang Zi, "What a bitch..."

Because I saw that the man in the back seat of the Mercedes-Benz was not someone else, but on the highway * we didn't succeed. Later, the man who laughed at me was still the previous expression and nodded to me with a cigarette in his heart.

Other people also understood that the painting was still held by Liangzi. After seeing this person, he immediately pressed the painting to his chest, and then the other hand reached out to his waist and pulled out the kitchen knife.

Liubao and I were also aware of the danger. Although we felt that it was a little incredible in this bustling street, after the last crazy escape, we also pulled out our kitchen knives and were nervous and ready to welcome their attack.

The three people held kitchen knives and stared at each other. Only Lao Lu himself trembled with fear. After waiting for a long time, there was nothing to do with the other party. Liang Zi whispered to me, "Hey... If not, let's call the police...!"

I want to call the police for nothing. Since these people dare to come, are they still afraid of being caught by the police? Just as I didn't know what to do, I saw someone open the door. The man slowly got out of the car and went straight to me and said with a smile, "It seems that some of you are not idle. Well, I'll pay for the painting."

As soon as I was about to answer the message, I heard Liang Zi say loudly angrily, "You don't pretend to be a gangster to scare people. I'm not scared. If I have the ability, come to grab it. Even if I can't beat you, I have to * a few."

Liangzi may have a kitchen knife in his hand, but he doesn't seem particularly afraid. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the man take another step forward and said, "I think this brother must have misunderstood. My name is Zhang Zhuang, and I'm also a little famous in our area. What's more, what I'm talking about is not buying..."

After what he said, everyone, including me, was cheered up, because the name Zhang Zhuang was indeed very loud in this area. It is said that this person was a gangster. Later, he came to the level of a big brother in half of the city. It seemed that he had whitewashed in the first few years and began to do some business, but most of this person's names People will be a little frightened when they hear it. Everyone knows that he is the real boss of the underworld, and a carelessness will lead to death.