If I had just opened my mouth to ruin this transaction, who would have given him the benefits?

"Depending on your age, you were from Hunlichang before liberation? Did you sell your ancestors at that time? Oh! By the way, you don't have real things in your hands!"

You...you...

Old Man Wang pointed at Gu Bei and glared at him, wanting to say a few righteous words, but he was not confident after all.

"Good boy, I congratulate you on getting rich."

After saying that, he raised his hand and obviously he didn't plan to keep anyone in the room here.

Gu Bei didn't care, so he got up with the painting and went out.

Ma Weidu hesitated and chased after him.

"Xiao Gu, do you... think about this painting again? The original works of Monk Juran are probably only circulated among the people. I don't know if you are waiting for money, but this painting is the only one.

If you can hold on to your hands for a few more years, your value will definitely double, and 200,000 is... It's a pity."

Ma Weidu didn't believe what Gu Bei said, but he didn't expect that this original work of Juran would also be left overseas.

"200,000 is not enough, enough."

If it was really the original work of Monk Juran, there would be no way to speak with Ma Wei. Gu Bei would go to find a box of golden nanmu and offer this painting as his ancestor.

Enough?

Ma Weishu stumbled Gu Bei's words, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He looked at Gu Bei and suddenly laughed.

"Xiao Gu, do you have something to say?"

Not only does there are words in words, but also in paintings.

But Gu Bei pretended to be confused at this moment: "Oh? Did I say anything?"

Seeing Gu Bei's reaction, Ma Weidu became even more determined.

"No, of course, there is no. You didn't say anything, and I didn't hear anything."

The two of them looked at each other and laughed.

Some things are just tacitly understood.

If it were someone else, Gu Bei would definitely not be able to understand anything, but if it were Ma Wei, he would be willing to give it a try.

If Ma Wei guessed the truth, he turned around and told Smith that Gu Bei had lost this first pot of gold, but he could see someone clearly.

As a reborn person, Gu Bei did not believe that he could not make money elsewhere, so he had to point to the old man.

No matter what the result is, he will not suffer any losses.

Within two hours, Smith came back, carrying two suitcases in his hand, with the money he had just withdrawn from the bank.

200,000 yuan is a huge sum of money now. If you don’t have the identity of a foreign guest, you will be annoyed by the procedures alone.

After returning to the house, he counted it and confirmed that it was correct, Gu Bei kept the money and then pushed the re-wrapped painting in front of Smith.

"Things are yours."

Smith was happy and became a boy named Shancai again, which was also what he promised before. Sometimes foreigners are very contractual, but in most cases they are used to being fooled.

Gu Bei, Ma Weidu, and Old Man Wang, each with one envelope. This is the benefit fee Smith promised.

After touching the thickness, it was 500 yuan.

Reaped a lot.

Without a polite sentence, Smith left with the painting, as if he was afraid that Gu Bei would regret it if he was one second later.

All those who are deceived are rushing to be reincarnated.

"Xiao Gu, are you going to save this money?"
Chapter completed!