Chapter 932 Painting

Hearing what Kong Shuchou said, Chen Jianfei knew that his guess was not wrong.

Even though he knew Tang Feng's ability for a long time, in just a few days, he was able to turn a dying old man into such a lively and vigorous man, who seemed to be almost dozens of years younger than his real age The appearance is really incredible.

After listening to Kong Shuchou's words, Old Shen also had a surprised expression on his face, and subconsciously looked towards Tang Feng.

Tang Feng drank his tea, facing the eyes of Old Shen, he just smiled faintly.

Kong Shuchou turned to Tang Feng and said respectfully: "Mr. Tang, my father asked me to give this painting to Mr. I hope he will like it."

Tang Feng naturally knew what Kong Liangji was thinking.

Seeing that Lin Mengjia raised her hand several times to bid for this painting, and knowing that she had no interest in calligraphy and painting, he guessed that she participated in the auction for Tang Feng's sake.

Kong Shuchou held the wooden box in both hands, and handed it over respectfully.

Tang Feng didn't answer it, but with a half-smile, he glanced at Kong Liangji's table.

Although Lin Mengjia was separated, Tang Feng could still see Kong Liangji looking towards him, and when he saw him looking at him, he immediately stood up, smiled and nodded at him.

Elder Shen also saw Kong Liangji's behavior, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but glance at Chen Jianfei.

As the patriarch of the Kong family, who plays an important role in China, he was so respectful and polite to a young man, which really surprised everyone.

Chen Jianfei was not surprised.

These high-ranking people have supreme rights and wealth, but no one can possess them for a long time. The lifespan of these people is limited. Even if they can use money to extend their lives like Kong Liangji, they will inevitably die in the end.

The more people who have obtained everything, the more they are afraid of losing it.

These high-ranking people are more afraid of death than ordinary people.

In their eyes, the person who can ensure their health and even extend their lives is like a god.

And Tang Feng was such a person.

Chen Jianfei personally experienced Tang Feng's few pointers to heal his old wounds, and Zhang Qingyu's ten-year illness was healed. In addition, Kong Liangji's rejuvenation now, he fully believes that there is probably no one in this world that Tang Feng can't cure. good disease.

Whether it is Zhang Qingyu, Kong Liangji, or all living beings, they are all equal in the face of life and death, and the only one who can break this equality is Tang Feng.

What they respected was not only Tang Feng, but his ability.

Even Chen Jianfei himself is actually the same.

Kong Shuchou still held the painting in both hands and stood there with a respectful smile on his face.

Tang Feng withdrew his gaze and said casually, "Just put it here."

This is a painting that has just sold for a sky-high price of 50 million, but Tang Feng's tone is so casual, it seems that what Kong Shuchou is holding is just a very ordinary object.

In fact, his attention to this painting is not because of the painting itself, and he does not necessarily have to get it, but if someone brings it to his door, it will be regarded as fate, and he will naturally accept it.

For anyone, no matter how high his status is, Tang Feng will always be so careless.

Looking at Tang Feng, the surprised look on Elder Shen's face changed into a smile.

He seemed to appreciate Tang Feng very much.

Although Kong Shuchou is not the head of the Kong family, but as the young master of the Kong family and the most valued son of the family head, he is very likely to become the future head of the family. In the circle, anyone in the circle will respect him very much, even if he has never When people were talking to him, they didn't even look him in the eye, and when he handed something with both hands, they directly ordered him to put it aside.

However, Kong Shuchou didn't show any displeasure on his face, he still obeyed and put the wooden box on the table as Tang Feng said.

Although Ruan Kangde was sitting at Lin Mengjia's table, he could see the situation here clearly. He said "excuse me" to Lin Mengjia and the others, then got up and came here.

Seeing this, Kong Shuchou hurriedly nodded his greetings to him.

Ruan Kangde smiled and invited him to sit down and talk.

Kong Shuchou shook his head lightly, with a smile on his face, and said, "The performance Sir Kant prepared is extremely exciting. I see that you are all engrossed in watching it. I don't want to disturb you, so I will take my leave first."

Ruan Kangde looked somewhat regretful, and said: "Forget it, we'll talk after the performance is over and at the banquet."

Old Shen looked at Kong Shuchou and said with a smile, "Shuchou, where are you and Kong Lao staying?"

"If we go back to Elder Shen, we will stay at Elder Zhang's house." Kong Shuchou turned to Elder Shen again, and said respectfully.

Chen Jianfei leaned towards Old Shen and said, "It's Shouting."

Elder Shen smiled, "Oh", nodded, and said: "If you don't rush to leave, tomorrow, I will go to his house to see your father, and catch up with him."

"Yes, I will tell my father."

Kong Shuchou agreed, and seeing that Mr. Shen had no other orders, he turned and left.

When going back this time, when passing by Kong Qinghua's side, he whispered to her: "Your grandfather has something to tell you, come with me."

While speaking, his footsteps did not slow down at all. As the words fell, the person had already left.

His voice was very low, and when he left, his back was facing Tang Feng. Naturally, Ruan Kangde would not have heard it, and even if he had noticed it, he would not have cared about the affairs of the Kong family. He looked at the table. Looking at the wooden box on the top, he smiled at Tang Feng: "If I knew Mr. Tang was interested in this painting, I would give it to Mr. Tang directly."

Tang Feng said lightly: "It doesn't matter, the result is the same."

For Tang Feng, the painting belongs to him in the end, and it doesn't matter who gave it to him.

But for Ruan Kangde, it was completely different.

He looked a little embarrassed, rubbed his hands, and said: "In my home, there is also a painting of Tang Yin calligraphy, but it is not a landscape, but a lady, if you like it, I can order someone to bring it right away. "

Tang Feng looked at Ruan Kangde with a half-smile on his face, but he didn't speak.

Ruan Kangde was a little puzzled, he was stunned for a few seconds, and then he asked tentatively: "Could it be that Mr. only likes mountains and rivers?"

The corner of Tang Feng's mouth twitched slightly, and he said lightly, "You got this painting at auction?"

"Yes." Ruan Kangde nodded with a puzzled look on his face.

"Could it be," Tang Feng said with a hint of amusement on his face, "After you got this painting, didn't anything strange happen?"