Uncle Chen had an impulse to hire him directly as an assistant.

When he was sorting out this batch of antique materials on the auction, Uncle Chen's mobile phone suddenly rang.

He picked it up casually.

I saw that it was a message from Zhang Yi.

I wasn't too curious, after all, the two often chat and send messages. However, when Uncle Chen opened the message and saw the photo, Uncle Chen's heart felt like it was going to boil.

Steady your mind.

Uncle Chen opened the photo and looked at it carefully.

Because.

He felt that this photo was too fake.

It's completely impossible.

Overnight, Zhang Yi took a photo with Ma Yixian, the current master of calligraphy and painting appraisal, and Ma Lao's hand was still on Zhang Yi's shoulder, looking very close.

So.

What happened in the middle of the night?

Tang Dayuan is checking the inspection reports of some antiques over there, these things must be rigorous, and there can be no mistakes. After all, if something goes out of auction, if there is a problem, it will damage the auction house.

"Mr. Tang, come and see!"

"What are you looking at?"

Tang Dayuan asked casually.

"You come and see it at a glance, I said, you want fire!"

Uncle Chen's words made the second monk of Tang Dayuan puzzled.

"What do you want fire, what are you doing?"

Tang Dayuan's curiosity was raised.

He put down the papers and walked over.

Before Uncle Chen asked Tang Dayuan to see it, he also reminded him.

"Old Tang, do you remember, you once made a bet with Zhang Yi?"

"Remember, bet on 30% of the profit, what's the matter, Zhang Yizhen can invite the master of calligraphy and painting appraisal to identify those two paintings?"

Tang Dayuan said this, obviously not believing in this kind of thing, because he felt that there was no possibility at all.

"Not only that, but also, didn't you say that you want to wear a big red pants......"

"I remember! As long as Zhang Yi can invite the master to appraise those two paintings, I will definitely not break my promise, I will go naked on the antique street at noon, how about it? ”

Tang Dayuan still said very energetically.

In fact.

Before asking these words.

Uncle Chen quietly turned on the recording.

After he finished speaking, Uncle Chen quietly turned off the recording and saved the conversation.

Hey hey snickered.

showed Tang Dayuan a group photo on his mobile phone, Zhang Yi sent over.

When Tang Dayuan saw that picture.

Time.

I was also stunned.

"Mr. Tang, I don't know if you're ready, I'm not interested in what kind of profit is thirty percent, it's the additional condition in the back, I want to witness it!"

Uncle Chen said sheepishly.

Tang Dayuan glanced at Uncle Chen.

took Uncle Chen's mobile phone and looked at it carefully for a while.

Tang Dayuan said.

"What did I think, isn't it just a photoshop? PS I will too, search for a base map on the Internet, cut out the portrait, and replace it with Master Zhang's, which is not difficult! ”

"One night, even if Master Zhang sells that, it is impossible to get so close to Master Ma Yixian, it must be Master Zhang's P picture to tease you, are you serious?"

Tang Dayuan said, shaking his head.

But.

As soon as Tang Dayuan said this, Uncle Chen really felt that what he said seemed to have some truth.

So.

He sent a message to Zhang Yi.

"Xiao Yi, make a PS photo and tease me?"

Over there.

Zhang Yi received this news and was directly happy.

"It's really no PS, this is a real picture!"

In the office here in L.A.

Tang Dayuan stretched out his bare head and saw Zhang Yi reply.

He directly took Uncle Chen's mobile phone.

replied.

"It's not PS, did you sell it?"

in the bank.

Zhang Yi held his mobile phone, and when he saw the reply over there, he was instantly petrified.

For a while, I didn't know how to reply to this sentence.

Is this still Uncle Chen?

After thinking about it carefully, it is definitely not, it is estimated that Tang Dayuan replied with that strange feeling.

Over there.

Tang Dayuan was holding Uncle Chen's mobile phone.

Seeing that Zhang Yi didn't reply, he told Uncle Chen.

"Did you see it, he didn't reply, his heart was empty, it must be P's, I said it!"

"Find a master to identify ancient paintings for yourself in three days, and it's a dream!"

Uncle Chen also nodded, indeed, there is no possibility.

He was also happy in vain.

North Side.

In the bank over here.

Zhang Yi held the phone and did not continue to reply.

At this time, the transfer business over there has also been completed.

Next.

Zhang Yi was ready to drive and send Ma Yixian back.

But.

After getting in the car.

Ma Yixian sat in the co-pilot and directly entered a navigation address on the co-pilot.

Obviously, that place is not the villa of his Ma family.

Zhang Yi was puzzled.

"Ma Lao, what kind of place is this?"

Ma Lao smiled.

He said.

"I'll take you to a fun place, it's still early!"

Zhang Yi naturally couldn't ask for this request. After all, Zhang Yi has not found any good opportunity to speak, as long as he gets along with Ma Lao for a long time, he will definitely have a chance.

It's a good time to send it to your door.

"No problem!"

Zhang Yi said immediately.

And then.

Zhang Yi started the vehicle and drove in the direction of the navigation.

That place.

It's called the Restoration of the Heart.

Zhang Yi asked where this Fuxin Residence was, but Ma Yixian looked mysterious, he said.

"You'll know when you get there!"

At this time.

In the Ma family's mountain villa.

After Ma Zhenhui was busy and the follow-up to the birthday banquet, he went to find the protocol in charge of the villa.

"Horses are always good!"

The concierge bowed his head.

"What's wrong?"

Ma Zhenhui felt that the state of this concierge was not right.

"I didn't ...... Nothing, okay, all right! ”

The concierge said in a panic.

But.

His words are meant to be covered.

"It's all right, you mean, who had an accident?"

Ma Zhenhui could naturally hear the meaning of the words.

As soon as he heard Ma Zhenhui ask, the protocol was stunned, and he didn't dare to say it.

Because.

Zhang Yi once asked him not to let him talk nonsense.

Ma Zhenhui thought for a moment and said.

"It was Zhang Yi who asked me to come over and ask you, I heard that he has some skills!"

The concierge thought about it.

It seems that he can't hide it anymore, and if he doesn't tell the truth in this case, I'm afraid he won't be able to do it as a concierge.

So.

He could only tell the truth.

"Wang Rui and Li Zhaotian, both of them are hospitalized, and a few ribs are broken!"

These two people, Ma Zhenhui knows, are the security guards he selected from the security company, they are strong and good at fighting.

"What's going on?"

Ma Zhenhui asked.

"...... was beaten by Zhang Yi, Zhang Yi is really terrifying, Mr. Ma, have you never seen it, he ...... With a single punch, he smashed the two men into the air...... When they were taken to the hospital, X-rays were taken, and they both had broken ribs......"

The concierge stumbled in reply.

"What did you smash your fist and make a movie?"

Ma Zhenhui felt that the concierge was too exaggerated.