Dong Xuebin sat in front of the stone table and sipped tea. Xie Hao opposite him was clamoring for Dong Xuebin to teach him kung fu. Dong Xuebin ignored him and thought about things by himself.
"Brother Dong, what are you thinking about?"
"Nothing, it's just work."[..com]
"Come on, do you want to propose to my sister?"
"You are the only one who is smart! Then what do you think I should ask for?"
"Just buy a diamond ring, just ask for it, it doesn't matter."
"It's not that simple. Your sister has a lot of problems, and you don't know about it."
"Oh, what's wrong with my sister?"
"I'm afraid that I'll be too shabby and let her pick a fight."
"Come on, my sister is not that person. Brother Dong, don't look at my sister's rhetoric. You can't listen to her words. There is basically no truth."
"Well, I know that."
"Just listen to what I say. No matter how you propose, my sister will definitely agree."
"You still don't understand. It's not a matter of whether you agree or not."
Dong Xuebin is struggling with this issue now. Xie Huilan has put down her dignity and reserve and made it clear that she wants Dong Xuebin to propose to her. Dong Xuebin can't ask her how to propose, right? What is this? So the proposal can only be made by Dong Xuebin.
Xuebin thought about it for himself. This was a life-long event and could not be taken carelessly. Dong Xuebin felt that not only should he ask for it, but he should also ask for it with such vigor and vigor that others would not be able to find fault. This would make Sister Xie happy, and then he would marry Xie Huilan in a lively manner.
It's OK if you pass the test.
Propose, propose, propose.
Thinking of this, Dong Xuebin couldn't help but think of the wedding ring. This is something that must be prepared, but what should be prepared? If you compare the two pink diamonds on TV, no diamond ring you buy can be up to the grade, or Dong
Xuebin felt uncomfortable in his heart. To be fair, there was a big gap between himself and Xie Huilan in terms of appearance and family background. So Dong Xuebin was really grateful that Sister Xie could marry him, and he didn't want to let her go.
She was wronged, but she didn't want others to make irresponsible remarks and nag that she was not good enough for her.
No, I can't let Huilan feel wronged!
I have to give Sister Xie a surprise! That pair of pink diamonds... I have to buy them!
Dong Xuebin had an idea in his mind and became stern on his face. With a diamond ring worth more than 200 million, this is definitely not a shabby proposal, right? That’s it!
Dong Xuebin immediately said: "Xiaohao, you go back first."
"...What are you doing?"
"Go back if you are told."
"Okay. Then I'll watch TV."
As soon as Xie Hao left, Dong Xuebin took out his mobile phone and called Qu Yunxuan. The call was quickly connected, "Hey, Aunt Xuan, how are you at home?"
"Everything is done. Auntie is taking a walk with Qianqian."
"What, I just want to ask, how much money does our family have?"
"You have an ICBC platinum card in your wallet. Check it yourself."
"Huh? What card?" Dong Xuebin was stunned. "I don't have a platinum card, just an elite card."
Qu Yunxuan smiled and said: "My aunt put it in while you were sleeping before she left. The company was sold and the check could no longer be used, so she put the money into a card and gave it to you."
"Hey, what are you doing for me? You don't need money?"
"My aunt has kept five million for herself. Whether she wants to buy a house in the future or send her children to school, the money has been set aside in advance. There is still about 190 million left, which is all in the card."
"Why are you like this? You."
"You brought the antiques, you got the jade and so on. The company was sold, and you should be able to use the money. It's useless for my aunt to hold it."
"You always tell me so clearly!"
"You and your aunt are very clear about the difference. I have enough money to spend here. Why do you ask my aunt to do it with the 200 million in my hand? You can invest how you want. You don't need to discuss it with your aunt. After the child is born,
When I need money again, I'll ask you for it, so let's settle it." Suddenly, a cry came from over there, and Qu Yunxuan hurriedly said: "Qianqian is crying, maybe because she is hungry, so I won't tell you anymore.
Auntie died."
"Okay, go ahead."
After hanging up, Dong Xuebin took out his wallet and took a look. Sure enough, he had a platinum card from Industrial and Commercial Bank of China, worth 190 million. Counting the money in his card, it was less than 200 million. How to buy a ring? Just follow the auction.
Judging from the situation, we need to prepare at least 100 million more to be enough, and at least 300 million to be able to take pictures stably.
Is there a gap of 100 million left?
Want to borrow money? Who can I borrow from? Even selling the house won’t be enough!
It’s hard for a heroic man to get a penny, let alone 100 million. Where can he collect the money?
Ever since he got rich, Dong Xuebin has never taken money seriously. Only when he needs to use it does he realize that no amount of money is enough.
money!
money!
money!
Dong Xuebin has a headache and wants to give Huilan a surprise. Now it seems that it is too difficult. He can't even get the money to appraise the pair of rings!
Back in the villa, Xie Huilan and Han Jing were watching TV. It was the same program just now. A series of appreciation pictures of antique auctions were being broadcast at the moment. Both Mrs. Han and Xie Huilan were fond of collecting antiques, so they watched it too.
With relish.
Suddenly, a picture scroll appeared on the screen.
Xie Huilan exclaimed, "Xu Yang's painting?"
Dong Xuebin knows something about collecting, "Xu Yang? That Qing Dynasty court painter?"
"It's him, come and take a look." Xie Huilan patted the empty seat next to her.
Dong Xuebin sat down next to her and looked at the screen, "This is his early painting, right? But it should be worth tens of millions. Although he is not as famous as Qi Baishi, this man's paintings are sold at sky-high prices every time they are auctioned."
Xie Hao suddenly said: "By the way, Wei Nan was also here before you came. I heard that his villa caught fire more than ten days ago? There is a painting by Xu Yang in the safe? Is it worth 100 million?"
Xie Huilan hummed, "What a pity."
Dong Xuebin said: "Put it in the safe? The painting should be fine?"
"How could it be okay?" Xie Huilan explained: "The high temperature of hundreds or thousands of degrees has deformed the safe, let alone the contents inside. Although it was not directly burned, it was paper after all and had been baked into ashes.
I heard that Wei Nan had someone saw the safe open afterwards, but all that was left was a pool of black dust. What a pity, "The Picture of Presenting Prisoners to the Western Regions for the Pacification" is a rare and good painting."
Burned to ashes?
Worth 100 million?
Dong Xuebin's eyes suddenly moved, "Where is that painting now?"
"Where is what?"
"That piece of dust, where is the villa?"
"It should be so. It seems that the villa has never been touched."
Dong Xuebin immediately clenched his fists and said, "Auntie, I'll go back first. I suddenly remembered something. Xiaohao, Xiaoran, Xiaojing, I'm sorry, I'm leaving first."