Chapter 545 You Old Men Are so Evil!

The words of the middle-aged rich businessman immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Countless eyes looked at the brush painting on the table. The pattern on it was the dragon that Ye Chen had taught the cute little baby to draw before.

They witnessed with their own eyes that the dragon in the painting appeared, flew into the air and turned into a dragon gate, attracting thousands of fish to jump!

It can be said that this is a masterpiece!

For a time, countless people's eyes were extremely hot!

"Mr. Ye, I am Wan Guohao, the chairman of Wanfeng Group!"

The middle-aged rich businessman was afraid that Ye Chen would not agree, and continued: "If you are willing to give up, Wan is willing to pay 100 million US dollars to buy your calligraphy!"

When these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

Spending 100 million US dollars just to buy a painting?

Is this having money but nowhere to spend it?

Many people first took a breath of cold air and thought that Wan Guohao was crazy, but then they reacted.

Zhang Daqian's calligraphy and paintings can be auctioned for nearly 200 million Chinese yuan, and the painting in front of them is even more magical. It is normal to be worth 100 million US dollars, right?

Even Wu Wenshan was shocked.

Because the highest auction price of his work was only more than 80 million.

Before everyone could react, another middle-aged woman dressed luxuriously stood up and said with a smile: "Mr. Ye, I am Huo Enna from Jinxiu Group. I am willing to pay 150 million US dollars to buy your calligraphy!"

"I am Liu Zhi from Tianyuan Group. I am willing to pay 200 million US dollars..."

"I am willing to pay 250 million US dollars..."

"Don't argue with me, whoever argues, I will be angry with him!"

"..."

For a while, countless bigwigs rushed to offer prices to buy Ye Chen's painting. They looked like street vendors in the vegetable market, with no image at all.

Seeing this scene, Cang Shuxue and Li Yongmin were completely stunned.

They never thought that a painting would be hyped up to a sky-high price of more than 200 million US dollars, and it was US dollars, which was more than 10 billion when converted into Chinese currency!

At this time, Wu Wenshan, who had not spoken, suddenly said: "Mr. Ye, I am willing to exchange all my property for your calligraphy!"

As his voice fell, the scene was dead silent!

The eyes of countless people were full of disbelief!

I thought I had heard it wrong!

The painting saint Wu Wenshan is willing to exchange all his property for a painting?

How much is Wu Wenshan's property?

No one knows this!

But he can sell a painting at a high price of 70 or 80 million!

Faced with the shock of the crowd, Wu Wenshan's expression did not change, but he looked at Ye Chen nervously, fearing that Ye Chen would refuse.

He has been studying the way of painting all his life.

After experiencing the incident just now, he realized that he might have achieved some success, but he was still far from the end of the way of painting. Therefore, in order to seek a breakthrough, let alone all his property, he was willing to pay for anything that Ye Chen liked.

For a while, countless eyes looked at Ye Chen.

With such conditions from Wu Wenshan, no one would refuse, right?

Cang Shuxue kept pulling at Ye Chen's clothes, signaling him to agree.

Facing everyone's gaze, Ye Chen smiled faintly: "It's useless for you to ask me. This painting was drawn by my daughter, and I need to ask her opinion."

Wu Wenshan's face twitched slightly, but he still looked at the cute baby in Ye Chen's arms eagerly, with an expression like a child asking for candy.

The little guy widened his eyes and said a little blankly: "Dad, are they going to buy our paintings?"

"Yes, my dear daughter, your paintings are valuable now." Ye Chen smiled gently, his eyes full of pampering.

Cang Shuxue whispered: "Mengmeng, agree quickly!"

Even the little fat man winked at her.

However, after the little guy blinked his eyes, he suddenly pouted and said: "No, I don't want to sell it!"

Everyone almost fell to the ground.

Then the little guy muttered, "This is a painting that my father and I drew together. It's so precious. Besides, I'm not short of money. My mother runs a company, and my father gave me a company!"

"You old guys are so bad. You bullied me and my father before, and now you want to bully me!"

"Also, this painting is for Xiao Hei. I want to take it back to show it. It will be very happy."

Everyone: "..."

Are this father and daughter crazy?

Master Wu is worth at least 1 billion!

He actually refused!

Wu Wenshan still didn't give up and said, "Who is Xiao Hei?"

"Just a snake!" Ye Chen smiled faintly.

Wu Wenshan: "..."

He finally sighed: "Forget it, it seems that I am destined to have no chance to get such a masterpiece!"

Speaking of this, he seemed to remember something, looked at Ye Chen and said: "Mr. Ye, to express my apology, after returning this time, I will re-rank your daughter's competition, and she will be the first!"

"Master Wu, the Zhao family..." Someone hesitated.

After all, it has been promised to give the first place to the Zhao family. If it is changed now, wouldn't it be a slap in the face of the Zhao family?

Wu Wenshan showed fear: "I will explain to the Zhao family later!"

"That's the best, I will go back with you!"

Ye Chen showed satisfaction. He brought his daughter here this time just to get the first place. The reason why he made such a big fuss was also for his daughter. Naturally, he would not give up halfway.

Who would have thought that as soon as he finished speaking, Wu Wenshan's expression changed: "No, Mr. Ye, you can't go back with us. You asked Zhao Yuanliang to kneel down earlier. Someone from the Zhao family must be on the way. You should leave early now!”

"Yes, Mr. Ye, the Zhao family is a wealthy family in Jinling and has some connections with Yanjing. Even Master Wu has to be wary of it."

A big shot in the Jinling art world said: "You just asked Zhao Yuanliang to kneel down, which is equivalent to a slap in the Zhao family's face. The Zhao family will definitely not let it go. You go back first, and we will send the award to you afterwards!" "

"Yes, Mr. Ye, let's go back first!"

Cang Shuxue and Li Yongmin also started to persuade.

However, Ye Chen smiled faintly: "This person first ignored the rules of the game, and then offended me. It is only natural for me to teach him a lesson. So what if the Zhao family doesn't accept it? I don't even look down on a mere Zhao family!"

Wu Wenshan wanted to persuade again: "Mr. Ye, you..."

"Okay, I want to know how terrifying the Zhao family is!" Ye Chen interrupted, picked up his daughter, turned around and walked towards the Jinling Art Museum.

"Hey, Mr. Ye is too confident. He can't imagine how powerful the Zhao family is!" Wu Wenshan sighed.

Li Yongmin said nervously: "Master Wu, what should we do now?"

"What else can be done?"

Wu Wenshan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Mr. Ye is unwilling to leave. For this plan, I have to come forward in person. I hope the Zhao family can take the big deal out of the big deal and make it out of the trivial matter for my sake!"

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At the same time, inside the Jinling Art Museum!

The second son of the Zhao family, Zhao Yuanliang, still maintained the posture that Ye Chen left, lying on the ground with all his body prostrated. Someone next to him tried to help him up, but found that no matter how hard he tried, there was no way, as if he had taken root.

"What did this damn boy do to me?"

Zhao Yuanliang's face was full of resentment, and he wanted to tear Ye Chen into pieces. Then he looked at his nephew Zhao Yang beside him: "Xiaoyang, what do you say at home?"

"Second uncle, eldest... uncle is already on the way here, he said he would be there in half an hour!" Seven-year-old Zhao Yang said with a shocked look on his face.

"Twenty minutes have passed. My brother should be here soon!"

Zhao Yuanliang suddenly showed a proud look on his face: "Damn boy, just wait, my brother is here, and then I will let you know what it means to not be able to survive and not to die!"

For my big brother!

He couldn't understand it better. On the outside, it looked like a spring breeze, but the city was the deepest in the entire Zhao family, and it was also the best at hiding it. Even he, the devil incarnation, felt like a thorn in the back when facing his eldest brother!

"Second uncle, we must kill that Shabi!"

A ruthless look flashed in the eyes of seven-year-old Zhao Yang: "And that little girl, I want to use her as a target to throw darts at!"

"Okay, then one person at a time will torture them!"

Zhao Yuanliang laughed ferociously.

While he was talking, a person rushed in from outside. The other person shouted as he walked: "Master Zhao, Wu... Master Wu and the others are back, and... and that kid is back too!"

Zhao Yuanliang was so excited that he almost screamed: "Hahaha, it's true that there is a way to heaven if you don't take it, but there is no door to hell and you barge in!"

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