Zhou Hu hurriedly said, "Manager Xia, do you know this calligraphy and painting?"

Xia Meng nodded: "Of course I know."

"This calligraphy and painting is originally a printed artwork hanging in a low-level box. It costs two or three thousand yuan a pair."

"But a few days ago, a hole was burned in the corner of the calligraphy and painting, and we threw it away."

"I didn't expect you to pick it up."

Auntie clenched her fists tightly, wishing she could beat Zhou Hu to death!

This isn't a fucking antique, it's a printed work of art!

Damn Zhou Hu, he actually gave himself the things he picked up from the garbage!

This is humiliation to yourself!

Zhou Hu blushed and tried his best to defend: "Manager Xia, you must be mistaken. I didn't pick it up from the rubbish dump, but bought it from an antiques dealer."

"Besides, my calligraphy and painting didn't burn a hole."

Xue Er also nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, this is definitely not the same one that your family threw."

Xia Meng said: "I looked at this painting a lot shorter. If I guessed wrong, it should be that the roller moved up, covering the burning hole."

"You pull the roller down and see if there is a burning hole in the lower right corner."

The uncle hurriedly started and gently pulled the roller down.

Sure enough, there was a burning hole in the lower right corner that was originally covered by the roller.

Zhou Hu was speechless.

Now that the evidence is solid, he doesn't know what to say.

The aunt's family's face was red and ears were red, and this face was beaten, and there was a crackling sound.

Others' son-in-law gave hundreds of millions of shares, but his own son-in-law gave a piece of garbage!

Lost people!

Ye Wudao suddenly reprimanded Xia Meng: "Xia Meng, this artwork is the property of the hotel, how can you dispose of it at will!"

"You have to bear all the losses you caused to the hotel. Now I order you to buy this painting and calligraphy back with your own money."

Xia Meng was slightly taken aback.

Why is Ye Wudao so stingy? It's not his style.

However, there must be a reason for him to do so.

Xu Linger hurriedly said: "After Ye Wudao, you don't care about this trivial matter. This calligraphy and painting is worthless. If you lose it, you should lose it."

Li Yuhuan also pleaded for Xia Meng.

Ye Wudao said, "Mom, Linger, don't worry about this."

"It's a matter of rules. A general manager dares to break the rules at will, so how can we lead the team in the future?"

Xu Linger wanted to continue to plead for Xia Meng, but Xia Meng said, "I'm sorry Mr. Ye, it was my mistake."

"Zhou Hu, you have seen the situation now. I bid 10,000, return this painting to me."

Li Yuhuan felt distressed for a while.

10,000 yuan to buy a pair of damaged works of art is a waste!

Zhou Hu hurriedly agreed: "No problem."

In fact, he bought this painting for 500 yuan and sold it for 10,000 yuan, and he made a fortune.

Xia Meng transferred the account to Zhou Hu on the spot.

As soon as the money arrived, Zhou Hu immediately returned the calligraphy and painting.

Xu Linger said angrily, "You are happy to buy this defective product for 10,000 yuan?"

Ye Wudao smiled mysteriously, and handed the calligraphy and painting to Xu Linger: "Linger, help me get this painting."

Xu Linger asked curiously, "Why?"

Ye Wudao: "Just take it."

Xu Linger took over the calligraphy and painting.

Ye Wudao took a sip of water and sprayed it at the calligraphy and painting.

Xu Linger said in shock: "Ye Wudao, what are you doing!"

"Bought it for a lot of money, why ruin it!"

Ye Wudao said: "I don't want to destroy it, but to discover its value."

Li Yuhuan suddenly remembered something, his eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "Xiaoye, don't you think that there is a universe in this painting?"

Ye Wudao nodded: "That's right, Mom, let's do it."

Li Yuhuan was unbearably excited: "Okay." JrNovels.com