447: C447 There Is Another Universe

C447 There Is Another Universe

"Does this mister have a stomachache in the middle of the night? He always goes to the toilet, doesn't feel any pain when he's awake, doesn't feel any pain when he's asleep, doesn't feel any pain when he's standing, does it feel any pain when he's sitting, has been examined at the hospital, and has taken many drugs that are getting more and more severe."

The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Xiaofann in shock after hearing what Zhang Xiaofann said, and did not dare to underestimate him anymore.

"Boss Zhang, is what you said really true? Is this Tang San Cai I bid for really a fake? Look, I even have an appraisal certificate from a professional organization! "

Ma Ping was incomparably respectful to Zhang Xiaofann. Since Zhang Xiaofann had said that it was a counterfeit, then he must not be spouting nonsense.

Zhang Xiaofann told the truth.

"Well, let's put it this way! "Actually, I don't really know much about antiques, but your Three Colors Tang is indeed a fake. If you don't believe me, you can ask Elder Wang. With Elder Wang's experience, he should be able to see through it."

Elder Wang did not say anything. In fact, he did not realise that there was anything wrong with Tang San Cai at the start, but when Zhang Xiaofann said that, he carefully observed for a while and did indeed realize that there was something wrong with Tang San Cai.

Especially that Tang San Cai's smooth body. Although it was done very well, there was still a difference when compared to the real Tang San Cai.

Ma Ping and the rest looked at Elder Wang.

"Boss Zhang is right, that Tang San Cai is indeed a fake."

As Elder Wang spoke, he brought up some of Tang Three Colors' questions. Ma Ping suddenly became angry and wanted to smash Tang Three Colors.

But just at this time, Zhang Xiaofann discovered something, and upon opening his perspective, he realised that it was indeed the case.

"Wait."

Ma Ping stopped.

"Boss Zhang, I'm so sorry, I didn't think that this was a fake. If I knew, I wouldn't have dared to embarrass myself in front of you."

Zhang Xiaofann shook his head.

"It doesn't matter. Perhaps I've misjudged you. Your item is worth far more than three million."

Zhang Xiaofann said this as he walked in front of Ma Ping and took the vase into his hands.

Elder Wang and the others were stunned, they felt as if Zhang Xiaofann was leading them by the nose, and felt very uncomfortable.

"Boss Zhang, what do you mean? Is Tang San Cai really worth the money?" One of the bosses said angrily.

Zhang Xiaofann said: "Tang San Cai is definitely a fake, but within the Tang San Cai is another world, maybe the thing that is hidden is worth a lot."

"There's something else."

When Elder Wang and the others heard his words, they were all shocked. When they looked carefully at Tang Thirty-Six, who was standing in front of them, they did not discover anything strange about him.

"Boss Zhang, just say it clearly! What kind of heaven and earth does that Tang San Cai actually have? " Lee Gaang asked Zhang Xiaofann.

Zhang Xiaofann turned the bottle upside down, tapped on the bottom three times, and then turned the bottle upside down. A crack appeared at the bottom, and Zhang Xiaofann pulled out a painting from the bottle.

Zhang Xiaofann opened up the painting, and Elder Wang was surprised.

"This is Wang Xizhi's real work. Boss Ma, buy this set of calligraphy and painting for me. I'll pay ten million."

Old Wang was an expert at collecting antiques and antiques, and upon seeing Wang Xizhi's real work, he became extremely agitated.

Ma Ping felt somewhat embarrassed. Previously, she was ashamed that she bought a fake for 3 million. However, in the blink of an eye, her fake turned over and was worth 10 million.

"Elder Wang, I'm sorry. Regardless of whether it's this Wang Xizhi's real work or that imitation of Tang Sanlang, they are both gifts that I gave to the Boss Zhang. We who are in the business world, uphold the word 'good faith'. Therefore, I cannot sell this Wang Xizhi's real work to you."

He himself was not interested in that painting. Since Elder Wang liked it, then he would gift it to Elder Wang. Consider it as him owing a favor to Ma Ping, and let her see it later on.

"Since Boss Wang wants to collect Wang Xizhi's real work, then Boss Ma will sell that set of calligraphy and painting to Boss Wang.

"As for your father's illness, after some time, bring him to our Shangshui Village. I'll take a look for him."

Hearing this, Ma Ping was excited. She gave Elder Wang not a single cent of her calligraphy and paintings, but she was still very happy.

Elder Wang remembered Zhang Xiaofann's favor and decided to bring the members of Health Care Association to live at the Shangshui Village.

"Boss Zhang, look at my illness."

The one who spoke was the middle-aged man. At this moment, he took out a cheque. The row of zeros on it shocked everyone.

"Boss, please take back the cheque. To be honest, there are a lot of people who want to hit me with money, but it's not your turn yet."

Zhang Xiaofann hated people who equated their lives with money. He practice medicine to treat patients, in order to save a person's life, it had nothing to do with earning money.

"Plop …"

The middle-aged man knelt down.

"Boss Zhang, you are mistaken. I gave you 50 million because I wanted to give you a gift like Boss Ma and I didn't mean to use money to smash you. Please don't be angry, help me see if I can cure my sickness or not."

Zhang Xiaofann looked at the middle-aged man.

"What's your name?"

"Liu Yuming."

"Then get up. Your illness can't be considered an illness. It's just that you're very dissatisfied with your family and feel that your wife doesn't have any ability. You're still so arrogant and want to quarrel with her."

"Of course, if it were anyone else, I would have just divorced. However, you are different, because you are someone who is willing to take responsibility for his family. You know that once you are married, you will have to spend the rest of your life thinking about it."

"So, the pain in your heart is like having a stomachache, and that's nothing. After going back, admire your wife from the bottom of your heart, and then cut off food for seven days, the problem of your stomachache will naturally be solved."

Liu Yuming was truly unable to believe it. This was the first time he had met Zhang Xiaofann, and he wasn't convinced by him before.

He could guarantee that it was Zhang Xiaofann's first time seeing him, and he had never understood him. How could Zhang Xiaofann be so clear on his relationship with his wife?

"Boss Zhang, you are too godly. When I go back, I will definitely do as you say and admire my wife from the bottom of my heart."

Zhang Xiaofann nodded.

"Alright, let's eat!"

After Zhang Xiaofann finished and sat down, everyone went to eat. After that, another two shopkeepers took out some expensive gifts for Zhang Xiaofann.

Zhang Xiaofann did not receive them. After the meal, Zhang Xiaofann and Faang Yanan walked out of the hotel and looked at Zhang Xiaofann while shaking his head.

Zhang Xiaofann asked curiously: "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"This is too surprising. In just half a year, you went from a poor student to a big boss worth hundreds of millions."

"Furthermore, relying on your medical skills, you have become a true expert in the Qinchuan City. Right now, I reckon that you won't be able to earn any money even if you don't earn any.

I'm still young right now, and I don't think I should retire so early. Let's go buy clothes, directly buy the shop, and if there's anything you want to wear in the future, just go to the shop and get it. "Zhang Xiaofann laughed.

Faang Yanan rolled her eyes at Zhang Xiaofann.

"I really don't understand you right now. Are you calling yourself a prodigal? You're so stingy, saying you won't lose? I can't believe you have such an idea. Seriously, what kind of person are you?2

"Then get confused."

Zhang Xiaofann said as he pulled Faang Yanan along and headed towards the clothing store with the biggest Qinchuan City.

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