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"What the **** is going on, give me a precise word."

Fang Wentian waited anxiously, and he became impatient when he watched the fat man chirping there.

"Please wait here, everyone, I want to call the museum owner."

After that, the fat man called two security guards over to protect the painting, and ran away by himself.

Everyone has a face full of puzzlement, what's the situation?

Why are you still alarming the curator?

People who can afford such a big expo are definitely not waiting. What kind of things will attract him?

A few minutes later, the fat man led a woman and ran over in a hurry.

This woman is wearing a black gold silk cheongsam, and her charm still exists!

Hair curled up has a strong beauty!

"Curator, this is the painting!"

The fat man walked up to the yellow-breasted painting and said to the woman.

Obviously, this woman is the curator here.

He looks like he is in his twenties or thirties!

The woman looked around, surprises flashing in her eyes.

"Who owns this picture!"

Chen Ze took a step forward and raised his hand slightly, "Hello, this painting belongs to me."

Seeing such a handsome young man like Chen Ze, the woman was also a little surprised. She originally thought that someone with such a vicious vision should be a dizzy and old man.

"I plan to recycle this painting, fifty million, do you think it okay?"

The woman asked directly, without talking nonsense.

What the hell!

Fifty million?

Many people are beginning to wonder if their ears have misheard them. If they bought it for five million, they would have to buy it back at ten times the price!

How valuable is this painting!

Fang Wenshan is even more stupid, what's the situation!

Chen Ze raised his eyebrows and shook his head faintly: "The owner, you should know the value of this painting, the price of 50 million yuan, do you think it is really appropriate?"

The woman was surprised!

This young man cannot be underestimated!

The painting in her hand is worth far more than fifty million. She thinks that Chen Ze is young, perhaps just a bit more venomous, and casually said a price of no more, no less.

Don't refuse!

Looks like an expert! Flickering won't work.

"God, if I had agreed long ago! Fifty million, that's a total tenfold!"

"Rich people really don't take money seriously. If you don't want it, you don't want it!"

"This handsome guy, definitely has a mine at home! How else would you dare to play like this!"

The crowd began to mumble.

Both are surprised!

"Sir, how much money do you need to sell this painting to me." The woman touched the painting lightly, not wanting to move it away for a moment.

Chen Ze didn't speak, just stretched out **** leisurely.

"Two hundred million?" the woman asked with a frown.

"U.S. dollars." Chen Ze said with a decisive attitude, which is beyond doubt!

Wow!

The whole scene exploded in an instant!

For a painting that started at 5 million, the price was raised to 200 million US dollars!

I can't even think about it!

"The owner, you should understand that the price I want now is far less than the true price of this painting, 200 million US dollars. I have already made the biggest concession."

Chen Ze smiled harmlessly, and at the same time stretched out a hand and made a handshake gesture.

The master of the women's gallery stared at the painting, and after a short period of thought, he held hands with Chen Ze!

It's done!

Fang Wentian is stupid! Standing there blankly, his mind went blank.

Two hundred million dollars, what is the concept?

1.4 billion soft sister coins!

"What the **** is this painting? Let us all know! The 200 million US dollar painting, everyone wants to see it!"

Someone in the crowd shouted!

The master of the female pavilion asked the fat man to start.

I saw the fat man wearing gloves with both hands, tearing off a thin layer of paper from the drawing paper.

And under the surface of the paper is the authenticity of this painting!

Tang Yin's seal and characters are clearly visible above!

"This is the "Lushan Waterfall View"! It is Tang Yin's authentic work!" The middle-aged teacher was excited and his hands were shaking!

Tang Bohu, as a gifted scholar in the Ming Dynasty, has a first-rate painter!

The unique style allows many painters to imitate one after another! But still can't imitate that flavor!

Most of what is circulating on the market are fakes.

And this painting is kept in the interlayer of a whole piece of paper, the surface is painted with a layer of oleophobic layer, it is not easy to get wet, and the preservation is considered intact! Such an authentic piece, if it goes to auction again, the price can at least double again!

Therefore, the master of the female pavilion will never lose!

"Sir, take your card, and you can come to me at any time if you need it in the future."

The owner of the women's hall personally handed the card with the money to Chen Ze.

The cheongsam is wrapped around the exquisite figure, which is very attractive!

The exhibition only lasted one morning, and the school has other arrangements in the afternoon.

"Master Fang, do you remember the bet we just made."

Chen Ze left the exhibition hall, holding a black card with 200 million US dollars, and looking at Fang Wentian.

Everyone can hear clearly, Fang Wentian bet that whoever loses will call the other person to father!

In this way, Chen Ze has won!

"Bet you take it seriously too!" Fang Wentian wanted to go wrong, and in front of so many people, he was embarrassed to speak!

"The dignified young master Fang family, you can't help but speak." Chen Ze looked at him meaningfully.

Fang Wentian looked at the side, everyone looked at him! That's a shame! It's no different from running naked on the street!

"father."

Gritting his teeth, Fang Wentian said these two words reluctantly.

So Chen Ze became the biggest topic for a while.

Young local tyrants, or young and successful Jian painters, are all called him!

A man who can let Young Master Fang call his father in public!

Such courage! No one can match it!

At noon, the school contracted a bus to go to the arranged hotel, and Chen Ze was just a special one, driving behind the bus in a black Maserati like a phantom.

"How about it, is it more comfortable than on the bus?"

Chen Ze smiled triumphantly.

The sun was shining down, the breeze was blowing, and it was warm, and the two of them were driving on the road like this, with a special flavor!

"Cut, show that you are rich!" Lin Yi stretched out his hand to feel the warm sunshine, and gave Chen Ze a blank look.

The group of people sitting on the bus.

That's jealous in my heart!

"Not a human! This is too bullying!"

"If I had some money, I wouldn't be sitting on this bus!"

"You said, what's the smell in this Maserati car, is it the same as in a taxi?"

"The question that idiot just asked, it's a difference of several million, can it be compared!"

All heads looked at Martha who followed closely behind, especially sad.

After eating and drinking, Chen Ze and Lin Yi opened a room.

Those students who could only be in the hall, watched them go up like this.

"It's nice to have money!"

At this time, Lin Yi was already entwined with Chen Ze.

The house is full of springtime, extremely ambiguous!

Chen Zena was simply not human strength, making Lin Yi almost collapsed.

"Who said you would defeat me before?" Chen Ze asked in a soft voice, holding Lin Yi in his arms.

"Hmph, at least I pushed you down!" Lin Yi was nestled in Chen Ze's arms in a small and exquisite manner, her face blushing for a while and she couldn't raise her head.

By about four or five o'clock, the school finally began to gather everyone.

Lin Yi was extremely grateful, otherwise I really couldn't hold on!

Chen Ze is simply not human! Too ruthless!

"Classmates, we have been in school for so long, and everyone has worked very hard. Tonight, a few of our teachers have a treat, let everyone have a good time!"

When several instructors stood together and said this, everyone responded fiercely!