Chapter 327 Give My Love

Anyway, as far as Su Bei knew, Feng Ze had not written for at least four years.

The last time he started to paint, he drew a big treasure that was born not long ago, and after drawing it, he kept it in the basement, and never let people see it, lest others want to buy it.

Four years later, he drew a portrait of Su Bei by himself, and sent it by courier?

Su Bei stroked his forehead, okay, this is Feng Ze!

So does Zhu Fenfen know that what she is twisting with two fingers is worth over 100 million US dollars?

Zhu Fenfen was still waving the painting, and Su Bei was about to step forward to stop it.

Suddenly, a voice said, "Stop!"

It is the actor in the company who is speaking, and the current first brother Wang Yizhi. His acting skills are very good, but he is very low-key.

Over the years, many companies have wanted to poach him to leave, but he remembered that Qianyu Entertainment had supported him when he was in the most difficult time, so he never gave up on this already declining company.

As the company's veteran and backbone, Wang Yizhi is very prestigious.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the crowd naturally stopped, and they didn't dare to be too noisy in front of him.

Zhu Fenfen didn't dare to move her hand, and became deadlocked.

Wang Yizhi picked up the painting and watched it very solemnly and cherishly for a while, with a look of intoxication on his face.

When he was in the United States before, he saw the paintings of this painter known as the Oriental Picasso, and he was deeply intoxicated. He has always been interested in literature and art. over and over.

But... but unable to collect any of them.

As for the picture in front of him, he looked at it carefully, the lines, the way of writing the brush, and the composition of the picture, it was the handwriting of the Oriental Picasso!

There are also three words on it: "Give me love."

He didn't know why the painter painted Subei's portrait, he only knew that the painting should be protected from anyone's poisoning.

Seeing Wang Yizhi's expression, everyone was shocked.

What's the situation?

What the hell is going on?

Wang Yizhi said to Zhu Fenfen, "If you destroy this painting, you will be a sinner in the history of art!"

He has always been gentle, and he looks like a big brother to everyone, but at this moment, his tone is so serious that it makes people tremble.

Zhu Fenfen's legs softened.

Everyone was shocked. Could there be any mystery in that painting? In the end who sent it, so precious?

Even Song Ruinian couldn't help but stood up and looked at the painting seriously, trying to see which famous artist was most afraid of, but after reading it for a long time, he couldn't see any clues - this is the case for laymen who don't know how to paint.

Wang Yizhi held the painting solemnly and went to Su Bei: "Su Bei, this is very precious, you have put it away."

Although Wang Yizhi wanted to buy Su Bei's painting very much, he knew that it was not a gentleman's act to win people's love, not to mention that it was Su Bei's portrait.

So he forcibly held back.

"Okay, thank you Teacher Wang." After Su Bei finished speaking, he rolled up the painting and put it in the brocade box.

Wang Yizhi showed a very distressed expression, and he really wanted to grab it and adorned it with adoration.

Although Su Bei knew that Feng Ze's paintings were precious, she didn't take them seriously. She didn't know how to appreciate and had no artistic skills, so she couldn't find those beauties—of course, more importantly, Feng Ze painted quite a lot when she was a child It was given to her, she had become accustomed to it.