Yang Bo took out the note and took another look, "Is this room 309?"

Du Li nodded hurriedly, "How did you find this place? Li Yingying doesn't live here!"

"We are not looking for her, we are looking for someone who lives here, his name is Ye Shangwen." Yang Bo said.

"What are you looking for him for?" Du Li turned around and took a look and couldn't help but ask.

Yang Bo smiled and said, "It seems that he lives here. It's okay. We have something to do with him and discuss it with him."

Du Li stood in front, seemingly unwilling to let Yang Bo in, but Yang Bo pushed Du Li aside with a gentle push, and he walked straight in.

"Xiao Li, what's going on? Who's here?" A man's voice came from inside.

Yang Bo walked in and saw a man coming out of the bedroom with slippers on. The man looked about twenty-seven, with greasy hair and a few clumps of hair sticking up high. He looked like he had just woken up.

However, Yang Bo immediately stopped because he felt that there was a surge of spiritual power in the other party. This man was a Qi practitioner!

Yang Bo was very surprised. He had never seen such a slovenly Qi practitioner before. The guy in front of him should only be in the late stage of Qi entrainment, but Yang Bo was still very wary.

"Xiao Li, who is he?" The man seemed to have sensed something and suddenly became vigilant.

Du Li was stunned for a moment and quickly explained: "I don't know, they said they were coming to find you."

Yang Bo glanced at Du Li. Du Li seemed unwilling to say anything about their acquaintance. This was interesting. Both of them were wearing pajamas and living together. It seemed that they had an unusual relationship, but why didn't they say they knew each other?

Woolen cloth?

Yang Bo smiled and looked around the living room. The sofa in the living room looked quite clean. He walked over and sat down on his own. He said, "Mr. Ye Shangwen, this is the first time we meet."

Ye Shangwen looked at Yang Bo warily, not knowing why.

"Relax, it's not a big deal for me to come to you, I just want to know something." Yang Bo explained.

While talking, Yang Bo took out the painting scroll, put it on the table, and said: "I recently bought a painting, which is Liu Bowen's Purple Mountain Picture. I did a lot of research and found you here. I just want to know,

How come you have this painting?"

Seeing the scroll on the coffee table, Ye Shangwen frowned. He turned and looked outside again. He didn't see anyone from the auction house, but he was still moved and angry. After all, when he sent it to the auction, the auction house's

He was told clearly that this matter would not be leaked!

Is this what the auction house calls non-leakage?

However, Ye Shangwen didn't think too much. He smiled and said: "This is a painting passed down from my family."

"Ancestral tradition?" Yang Bo shook his head, "Really?"

Ye Shangwen stared at Yang Bo, "Who are you? Why are you asking about this?"

"Aren't you from the Hong Kong government?" Yang Bo stared at Ye Shangwen and asked.

Ye Shangwen snorted coldly, "Where am I from and what does it have to do with you?"

Yang Bo couldn't help but frown. The other party spoke Cantonese very well. He could feel that the other party was not from Hong Kong, but there was no way to accurately tell where the other party's accent came from.

Ye Shangwen stared at Yang Bo, "Who are you?"

"If you can tell the origin of this painting, I will tell you!" Yang Bo said.

Ye Shangwen shook his head, "This is my home, you are not welcome, please get out!"

"Can you please move me?" Yang Bo said.

Luo Yaohua stood aside, watching the conversation between the two reach an impasse. He quickly stood up and smoothed things over: "You two, it's not a big deal. Let's deal with it first."

Luo Yaohua pointed at Yang Bo, looked at Ye Shangwen, and said: "He wants to ask you about the origin of this painting. And you want to know his origin. To put it simply, if you don't know his

You won’t talk to him about your origins at all, right?”

Ye Shangwen nodded and said nothing.

Yang Bo looked at Luo Yaohua, full of praise. No matter what time, the two of them could cooperate tacitly, one would pretend to be a white face, and the other would pretend to be a red face!

Luo Yaohua continued: "Then, the focus of this matter should not be his identity, but that he did not offer any benefits!"

Seeing that Ye Shangwen didn't speak, Luo Yaohua suddenly understood that there was something going on!

Luo Yaohua looked around the room and said, "The decoration of this house is a little bad. It shouldn't be very comfortable to live in. I think this is good. He will rent an apartment for you for ten years. He will pay it off in one lump sum and pay you in addition."

Two hundred thousand, what do you think?"

Ye Shangwen suddenly became excited. The environment here was indeed very dirty and messy. After all, the people living here were not very wealthy, so they were not so particular. If he could change to a better place to live, of course he would be willing to do so.

The most important thing is that this is not secret news to him, so there is no harm in telling him!

"Two hundred thousand is too little, at least one million is needed!" Ye Shangwen said.

Yang Bo shook his head, "One million is too much!"

Ye Shangwen frowned, "One million is already very little. I'm giving you face, otherwise this information would be more than 10 million!"

"What news is worth so much?" Yang Bo said disdainfully.

"I see, since everyone is willing to reach an agreement, then everyone should take a step back. Five hundred thousand, I will be the winner, that's it!" Luo Yaohua said.

Ye Shangwen suddenly became happy. He had never thought that his piece of news could be worth so much.

If he had known this, why would he be selling paintings?

Yang Bo's face was full of reluctance, but he still nodded and said: "Just do what you said!"

Ye Shangwen hesitated for a moment, "Forget it, you may not be what I want when you rent a house. Just give me one million and it will be fine!"

The ten-year rent for an apartment is far more than 500,000 yuan. Ye Shangwen paid a discount, but Yang Bo thought it was reasonable, "Okay."

The negotiation was settled, and Yang Bo did not hesitate. He tore up a check, wrote it, and handed it over.

Ye Shangwen looked at it twice and handed it to Du Li, "Is it okay?"

Du Li was stunned. She knew that Yang Bo was very rich, but she didn't expect that buying a message for one million was really too rich and too luxurious!

If she had known earlier, she would have sold this information directly!

Hearing Ye Shangwen's call, Du Li reacted. She picked up the check, looked at it carefully, and nodded: "No problem."

Ye Shangwen suddenly became happy. He carefully collected the check with a smile on his face, "Next time if there is such a good thing, you can come to me directly."

"Where did the painting come from?" Yang Bo asked.
Chapter completed!