No one expected that the master, the seller, would be more impatient than the buyer, Chen Feng. If Chen Feng were not convinced of the special comfort this painting brought to him, Chen Feng would have doubted whether there was something wrong with the painting, or whether there was something wrong with the painting.

The painting is not worth 3 million.

But Chen Feng knew the magic that this painting brought to him. For him, 3 million is not very expensive for such a magical thing.

What's more, after all, he is a genuine master of calligraphy and painting, and his works must be valuable. This is definitely true.

Therefore, Chen Feng happily agreed to trade immediately.

The two parties drew up a transaction contract on the spot in the office of Director Huang of the art museum.

Wu Mengting didn't expect that Chen Feng would buy it as soon as he said it, and it was 3 million for a calligraphy. She couldn't help but persuade in a low voice: "Although Master Wang Yi's calligraphy and paintings are valuable, you should be more cautious when buying 3 million for a calligraphy. It's best to hire an expert."

Come here for appraisal before trading."

Chen Feng said firmly: "Don't worry, this calligraphy is worth 3 million in my eyes. As for the authenticity, I can tell it myself."

When Wu Mengting saw this, she couldn't persuade her any more.

This kind of transaction contract is standard and very convenient, just download and print it out.

Neither party hired a lawyer. After each other read the contract, they both signed it.

Then comes the payment.

There is a POS machine at the art museum, but during the security period, Chen Feng and Ms. Zhai went to the bank to transfer money.

Back at the art museum, Chen Feng and Ms. Zhai, accompanied by Director Huang, directed the staff to remove the copied "Lanting Preface" from the display wall.

It is mounted in an aluminum alloy frame and is protected by a layer of heat shrink film on the front.

Chen Feng could tell at a glance that the characters on this painting had not been changed, and that was enough.

After two staff members carefully took down the words on the wall, Director Huang asked enthusiastically: "Mr. Chen, do you think you should take it away directly, or should we help you transport it back?"

"No, I'll take it myself."

Chen Feng stepped forward and reached out, took the calligraphy directly from the hands of the two staff members, and tucked it under his armpit.

Ms. Zhai couldn't help but frown when she saw Chen Feng's action. She couldn't help but say: "Mr. Chen, this calligraphy is the proud work of Master Wang Yi. Please keep it and take good care of it when you go back."

Chen Feng smiled and nodded: "I will, don't worry."

After saying that, he nodded to Director Huang, and walked out of the art museum under the eyes of everyone around him with different expressions.

In this way, he was pretending to be cool.

People who come to visit the exhibition basically know something about Master Wang Yi. The prices of his works are not low. Therefore, if you can buy one of his calligraphy and paintings on the spot, you are really rich.

As for those who know the value of "Lanting Preface" better, they can only describe Chen Feng as envy, jealousy and hatred.

Director Huang and a few others are like this.

Chen Feng, who bought this calligraphy like he was shopping for groceries, is undoubtedly a truly wealthy person.

Wu Mengting followed Chen Feng out of the art museum in a daze. After getting in the car, she regained consciousness and finally confirmed that Chen Feng had really spent 3 million on the spot to buy a calligraphy by Master Wang Yi.

This is 3 million!

Although her family is well off, 3 million is not something she can come up with casually.

At this moment, she finally faced the fact that Chen Feng was a rich man.

Before, although she knew that Chen Feng was rich, she had no concrete idea.

Now she knew exactly how rich Chen Feng was.

The two came to the place where Chen Feng parked his car, and Chen Feng directly stuffed the 3 million-dollar painting horizontally into the trunk, which was just right.

Then Chen Feng turned around and said to Wu Mengting, who was in a daze: "Call Lin Wan and see where she went?"

They didn't see Lin Wan in the art gallery just now.

"Oh, okay, I'll give her a call."

Wu Mengting quickly took out her mobile phone and dialed Lin Wan's number.

"Where have you been?...Ah, you ran to the museum."

It turned out that Lin Wan went to a museum not far from the art museum to start a live broadcast. Her previous live broadcast of Master Wang Yi's calligraphy and painting exhibition had few viewers, so she could only come out of the art museum, and then changed to a nearby place after a rich man suggested a reward.

's museum.

"She still has to broadcast for a while. She said we can go back first."

"Okay. Let's go back first."

Chen Feng was not polite. Anyway, it was not far from the place where they rented a house. Besides, Chen Feng was anxious to go back and read "Lanting Preface".

Wu Mengting had no objection, although she secretly hoped that Chen Feng would go to the museum with her.

Just thinking of the 3 million worth of calligraphy in Chen Feng's trunk made her speechless.

It's really unsafe for such a 3 million-dollar letter to be placed in the trunk of the car without anyone looking at it.

At least that's what Wu Mengting thinks.

As the car started, Wu Mengting couldn't help but asked curiously: "Brother Feng, how did you think of buying this calligraphy?"

"I feel very comfortable when I look at this calligraphy. In addition, Master Wang Yi is a famous calligrapher in China, so it shouldn't be a loss to buy his calligraphy now."

Wu Mengting nodded slightly and said: "Although I don't know much about the commercial value of his works, if Ms. Zhai didn't lie before, you would have spent 3 million to buy his most famous work, "Lanting Preface" which was praised by many people.

"You shouldn't lose money by copying it, because this calligraphy has a lot of room for value-added."

Chen Feng said with a smile: "I don't really care about value-added or anything like that. I mainly like this calligraphy. It's really well written, and I feel comfortable all over just looking at it."

Wu Mengting couldn't help but smile when she heard this: "It seems you like calligraphy very much."

"It's not that I like it very much. Only this calligraphy gives me this feeling. Master Wang Yi's other calligraphy and paintings don't give me this feeling. Therefore, I believe that this calligraphy is a treasure. Otherwise, even for investment, I would not

I’ll spend so much money on it. There’s no need.”

Chen Feng didn't hide anything from Wu Mengting and directly told his true feelings.

"Is there such a thing?" Wu Mengting was very surprised.

"It's absolutely true." Chen Feng nodded affirmatively.

Wu Mengting thought for a while and sighed: "Then maybe you are really destined to have Master Wang Yi's calligraphy. When I admired this calligraphy before, although I thought it was very good, it didn't feel as comfortable as you said. At most.

It can only be regarded as pleasing to the eye.”

"You're right. This calligraphy and I should be destined to each other."

Wu Mengting was about to say something else, but her phone suddenly rang. She picked it up and saw that it was Lin Wan calling.

"What's wrong?...What? Ah, okay, okay, we'll go over right away. Brother Feng, Wan'er said she was beaten, we'll go over right away."

Chen Feng was startled and immediately agreed: "Okay, we'll go there right away."

He now regards the two women as friends, not to mention that they are women and he is a man. If he happened to meet them, he would definitely go over and help.

The car quickly arrived at the museum, and I was lucky. Just as I arrived, there were no parking spaces on the roadside, but a parked car happened to leave, and Chen Feng made the space available.

After parking the car and getting off the car, the two of them quickly ran towards the entrance of the museum.

More than a dozen people had gathered here to watch the fun. The two of them ran closer and saw Lin Wan holding a mobile phone in one hand and dragging a woman with the other, not letting her go. She said loudly: "You beat me and you still want to

Walk."

"Are you letting go? Wu Jinwei, are you a dead person? Why don't you pull her away from me?"

This woman has a coquettish appearance, in her late twenties, tall, almost 1.7 meters tall. She wears heavy makeup and looks like a lady sitting on the stage. She looks like a bitch.

Standing next to her was a man in his thirties, about 1.7 meters tall, with a fair complexion and two big dark circles under his eyes, looking like he had been hollowed out by excessive drinking.

"Everyone has something to discuss. Miss, you don't have to do this. Let's sit down together and have a good talk and get to know each other. If we don't fight, we won't get to know each other."

Wu Jinwei did not listen to the woman, but tried to persuade her like a peacemaker. But his lustful eyes would glance at Lin Wan's measurements from time to time, and he could tell at a glance that he was not a good bird.

The woman was so angry that she shouted: "You are such a bitch that you can't change your mind about eating shit. You seduced this shrew in front of my mother. Do you think I'm dead?"

Wu Jinwei frowned and glared at the woman, and said angrily: "Can you please stop being unreasonable? I just said a few words to her, why are you jealous? You even hit her, which is simply unreasonable. I think so,

We invited her to sit in the Western restaurant over there, apologized to her, and we turned our hostility into friendship."

"You...you..." The tall woman was so angry that she could not speak.

"There's no need to apologize."

Chen Feng pushed through the crowd, walked in, and said with a cold face: "Just beat her back no matter how hard she was beaten."

"You're here!" Lin Wan couldn't help but be overjoyed when she saw Chen Feng and Wu Mengting coming over, and she became more courageous.

"Are you her friend?" Wu Jinwei frowned and stared at Chen Feng displeased.

Just when Chen Feng was about to nod, Lin Wan said proudly: "He is my boyfriend. Now my boyfriend has the final say in everything. I can do whatever he says?"

When Chen Feng heard Lin Wan's words, he immediately felt a little unhappy, but now that the situation was special, he couldn't deny it, so he could only keep a straight face and say nothing.

A trace of jealousy flashed in Wu Jinwei's eyes, he stared at Chen Feng and said coldly: "How are you going to make the decision for your girlfriend?"

Chen Feng sneered and said, "Didn't I just say that? Just hit her back the way she was beaten." After saying that, he turned to Lin Wan and asked, "How did she hit you just now?"
To be continued...