Yang Hui suddenly jumped up: "I think you clearly want to keep it for yourself and not give it to me and your uncle!"
"Why should I give it to you?"
Qin Feng glanced lightly: "Does this painting have anything to do with you?"
The evidence placed on the table is worth a thousand words.
Chen Jiangang and Yang Hui were both stunned, knowing that the authentic work of Tang Bohu was lost from their own hands and had nothing to do with them.
But this is 200 million, a huge amount of money that can change the lives of their family.
How can we not make them jealous and get it at all costs?
"Don't turn your back and deny it."
Yang Hui's expression changed: "Your uncle and I saw this painting first and got it in our hands."
"If you hadn't interrupted halfway, we would have almost bought it."
"And don't be too complacent. If your uncle hadn't poured tea on it, would you have known there was another painting in it?"
"In the final analysis, this is your uncle's contribution to attracting new ideas. You just picked up the pieces and picked them up."
"You're still bragging, and it's as if you are very useful."
Chen Jiangang also had an angry look on his face: "That's right, I saw something wrong with this painting a long time ago. I deliberately poured water on it to test it, but you snatched it away before I could check it."
"Besides, what if you spend five million to buy the painting?"
"Isn't this the money you used to get Shen Xue from selling the clinic?"
"Shen Xue is from my Chen family. This clinic belongs to my Chen family. The five million is at least half of my Chen family's."
He looked at Qin Feng arrogantly: "I won't ask you for more. Leave this painting to me and sell it. It will be calculated as 200 million. We will take 70% of it and the remaining 30% will be given to Jianguo.
I’ll give you another one or two hundred thousand.”
"You're a recent graduate, this money is enough for you."
He looked like he was giving alms, which made Qin Feng feel like he was grateful to him.
"I'm sorry, I still have some use for this painting, so don't worry about it."
Qin Feng was too lazy to pay attention to him, and with the help of Qin Hanzhang, he carefully cleaned up the scroll.
"Okay, don't think that I don't know your little thoughts."
Chen Jiangang sneered: "Don't you just feel sorry for the five million? I'll give you the money. You can give me the painting and the five million will be given to you in a month. That's okay, right?"
"Isn't it just that little money? I'll give it to you. Are you satisfied?"
Yang Hui rolled her eyes with a look of disdain.
"Let me help you find a box to put it in."
Qin Hanzhang sighed helplessly: "Since it is a gift, packaging is also very important."
He got up and walked into the back room, and heard Yang Hui angrily: "What are you going to give as a gift? Do I agree? This box is what you should give. At least it must be from the Qing Dynasty. As a gift to me and Lao Chen just now
mental loss!"
"Brother Qin didn't even speak, why are you yelling here?"
Qin Hanzhang said calmly: "If you yell at me again, believe it or not, I will have you kicked out?"
Yang Hui's face stiffened and she pointed at Qin Feng: "Qin Feng, do you dare to say that you won't give me this thing?"
Qin Feng said without hesitation: "You go quickly, don't make yourself look bad for a while."
"you!"
Seeing several clerks approaching with eager eyes, Yang Hui and Chen Jianguo's expressions froze.
"Okay, okay, Qin Feng, if you want to keep it to yourself, I tell you, there's no way!"
Chen Jiangang was trembling with anger: "Just wait for me, wait... I will never let you go!"
He took Yang Hui's hand and left the shop angrily.
"Brother Qin, are you sure you don't want to sell this painting?"
Qin Hanzhang took out a long red sandalwood box from the back room, put the scroll in it, and said, "The money can still be discussed."
"Not for sale."
Qin Feng smiled: "But after I give the painting to her, if she agrees, she can lend it to Boss Qin for a while to observe."
Qin Hanzhang was stunned for a moment, and then he was ecstatic: "Okay, then it's settled, no more reading, for a week."
"I will also give him a deposit of 200 million, and at the end of the week, I will give him another 50 million in viewing fees."
For him, who loves painting very much, it is satisfying to be able to observe Tang Bohu's original paintings at close range for such a long time.
Qin Feng nodded and turned to look at Jiang Rubing, who was still in a daze.
Jiang Rubing's eyes were startled, and she immediately retreated outside the door and stood among the porcelain fragments on the floor.
"Pick it up cleanly, not leaving a single piece behind."
Qin Feng said indifferently: "This is ten million."
Half an hour later, watching the two people leaving, Qin Hanzhang and Ai Qing stood side by side at the door.
"Old Qin, is it really him?"
Ai Qing's beautiful eyes flashed: "It's so similar. When he entered the room just now, I almost thought it was that person..."
"Especially when I'm giving you acupuncture, my expression and concentration are almost carved from the same mold."
"yes."
Qin Hanzhang sighed: "I never expected that you and I would meet him during this time in Nandu."
He looked at Ai Qing: "Do you think this painting was given to that person..."
"Won't."
Ai Qing shook his head: "It can't be a man."
"Why?" Qin Hanzhang was puzzled.
"Because of the look in his eyes and expectations when he mentioned that person."
Ai Qing's lips raised: "It must be a woman, and she is a very important woman to him."
