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Chapter 65 The husband is innocent, but he is guilty
Yeyu let out a foul breath, and was looked down upon again.
He quite likes this painting, and thinks it is worth collecting, and most importantly, it can help the old man, killing three birds with one stone.
Only then did he open his mouth to buy the painting.
As for the provocation of the gentle man, heh~ he didn't even look him in the eye.
At this time, the curator hesitated for a few seconds and decided to buy it. Anyway, as long as it is an authentic work, it will be fine.
Human nature is like this, something that someone grabs is a good thing.
Ye Yu would continue to hesitate if he didn't speak. Since the other party had decided, he had nothing to say. Just as he was about to leave, a gentle man's sneer came from behind him:
"Oh~"
It was just a sneer, but the meaning was self-evident.
A man values face more than his life, and he would definitely not be able to accept being laughed at by an ant.
The tone is sincere and firm: "Curator, please give me this painting, I can add money, and another sum of money will be used as compensation."
The curator was dumbfounded, and everyone else was also dumbfounded. Is this for real...?
The gentle man looked disdainful, "Huh, this painting is worth 7000 million yuan, are you kidding me, do you have 7 yuan like this?"
Yeyu was speechless, I always go to a seven-star hotel for breakfast...
Then he said to the old man: "Old man, I will give you 8000 million, and sell this painting to me. Besides, curator, I will compensate you another 1000 million, is it possible?"
The old man was dumbfounded, the extra money was enough to buy another house in the center of Jiaohang, but he wanted more, after all, human nature is insatiable:
"Buy it now, 9000 million take it away!"
He is the master of the painting and naturally has the right to make decisions.
The curator has no choice but to ask the old man to raise the price for sitting on the ground, and it is impossible to ask him to increase the price now.
The gentle man sneered, he wanted to see how Ye Yu stepped down, if he disagreed...haha.
Yeyu is also very helpless, he is in a dilemma now, agree, not happy!Disagree, shame on you.
"Good! Would you like cash or a check?"
淦～
Everyone gasped, this is 9000 million, not 9, just open your mouth...?
While the old man was happy, he was also somewhat regretful. He would have asked for 2000 million if he knew it earlier, but since everyone agreed, he couldn't go back on his word. Besides, he was content with asking for [-] million more.
Contentment is always happy.
What he is thinking about now is how to make a transaction that is more convenient and safer for him. After all, he still understands the principle of "every man is innocent, but his wife is guilty". Such a huge sum of money...
It's not good to be watched.
The old man pondered for a moment, he didn't know the check, if it was fake, it would be over; there was too much cash, it was inconvenient to take it away.
It's best to go to the bank with this young man to deal face to face, but I'm a little scared to see Ye Yu's tall and burly man, in case the other party kills people in a place where no one is around...
After much deliberation, the decision was made on the spot to pay the money and deliver the goods.
After all, with so many people present, he didn't dare to do anything.
Yeyu agreed, and then called people to do it.
At this time, Wen Wenya looked at him with a face full of admiration. She wanted to be handsome, temperamental, and talented. The most important thing was:
Want money and have money!
Even Nalan Jingjing looked at him meaningfully, this person... I'm afraid it's not simple, he has so much money at such a young age, and his expression is relaxed, obviously he doesn't care much about the money.
The conclusion is: there is no humanity in the trenches.
.
More than 10 bodyguards in suits came in with suitcases, and brought a few bank staff along with them. The banknote counters were running, and the bank staff were busy counting...
The others were all dumbfounded, after all, they had never seen such a grand scene.
Taking advantage of the waiting time, Ye Yu lit a cigarette and smoked alone in the corner.
Smoking is prohibited here, but no one cares about him now, and no one dares to care about him. Offending such a super rich second generation is really courting death.
The gentle man hid behind the crowd and had no face to see others. He couldn't earn this money in 10 lifetimes alone.
The old man stared at the money counter with bright eyes, smiling happily, dreaming of a better life in the future...
"Boss, please keep this painting, haha~"
He put the painting into the painting tube and handed it to Yeyu.
afternoon.
The huge sum of money was also counted, and the old man happily left with the bank staff, ready to go back to the bank to deposit money.
When I was in the car, I didn't find anything at first, but then I gradually felt that something was wrong, and the car was going to the suburbs.
Only then did I realize the problem, and grabbed the staff's hand:
"What are you doing!"
The man covered his mouth with his backhand, and stabbed his chest with a knife:
"Originally, my young master didn't intend to do anything to you, but you didn't know what to do, blackmailed you, and made my young master very unhappy!"
All of a sudden, he had a lot of realizations when he was about to die. It was his greed that ruined his life, so he really should be content and happy.
I also understand the true truth of "every man is innocent, but he is guilty of carrying a jade". This "bi" not only refers to priceless famous paintings, but also money~.
At this time, Wen Wenya looked at him with a nympho look on his face. This is the Prince Charming in the hearts of all women. All indicators are close to perfect, and the extra points are appearance and height.
"Tony, it's dinner time now, let's have a meal together."
Yeyu smiled, and wanted to eat meat tonight.
Not to mention whether Nalan Jingjing can be tasted, anyway Wen Wenya cannot escape.
So he nodded in agreement, walked to a Mercedes-Benz supercar on the side of the road, and put the painting tube into the car.
They're already used to it, this person can take out that huge sum of money without blinking, a supercar is nothing.
Wen Wenya bent over and laughed, approaching Yeyu like a dog licking:
"Tony, your family must be rich and powerful, can you tell me about it?"
"My parents are doing business in the United States. I don't really like staying abroad. Whether it's food or customs, I don't get used to it. It's better in China..."
Literal nonsense has always been Yeyu's strong point, and he just opened his mouth without any hesitation.
Wen Wenya nodded sharply, her heart secretly promised.
"Let's go eat hot pot. There is a hot pot restaurant that tastes authentic. Jingjing and I often go there."
He quite likes this painting, and thinks it is worth collecting, and most importantly, it can help the old man, killing three birds with one stone.
Only then did he open his mouth to buy the painting.
As for the provocation of the gentle man, heh~ he didn't even look him in the eye.
At this time, the curator hesitated for a few seconds and decided to buy it. Anyway, as long as it is an authentic work, it will be fine.
Human nature is like this, something that someone grabs is a good thing.
Ye Yu would continue to hesitate if he didn't speak. Since the other party had decided, he had nothing to say. Just as he was about to leave, a gentle man's sneer came from behind him:
"Oh~"
It was just a sneer, but the meaning was self-evident.
A man values face more than his life, and he would definitely not be able to accept being laughed at by an ant.
The tone is sincere and firm: "Curator, please give me this painting, I can add money, and another sum of money will be used as compensation."
The curator was dumbfounded, and everyone else was also dumbfounded. Is this for real...?
The gentle man looked disdainful, "Huh, this painting is worth 7000 million yuan, are you kidding me, do you have 7 yuan like this?"
Yeyu was speechless, I always go to a seven-star hotel for breakfast...
Then he said to the old man: "Old man, I will give you 8000 million, and sell this painting to me. Besides, curator, I will compensate you another 1000 million, is it possible?"
The old man was dumbfounded, the extra money was enough to buy another house in the center of Jiaohang, but he wanted more, after all, human nature is insatiable:
"Buy it now, 9000 million take it away!"
He is the master of the painting and naturally has the right to make decisions.
The curator has no choice but to ask the old man to raise the price for sitting on the ground, and it is impossible to ask him to increase the price now.
The gentle man sneered, he wanted to see how Ye Yu stepped down, if he disagreed...haha.
Yeyu is also very helpless, he is in a dilemma now, agree, not happy!Disagree, shame on you.
"Good! Would you like cash or a check?"
淦～
Everyone gasped, this is 9000 million, not 9, just open your mouth...?
While the old man was happy, he was also somewhat regretful. He would have asked for 2000 million if he knew it earlier, but since everyone agreed, he couldn't go back on his word. Besides, he was content with asking for [-] million more.
Contentment is always happy.
What he is thinking about now is how to make a transaction that is more convenient and safer for him. After all, he still understands the principle of "every man is innocent, but his wife is guilty". Such a huge sum of money...
It's not good to be watched.
The old man pondered for a moment, he didn't know the check, if it was fake, it would be over; there was too much cash, it was inconvenient to take it away.
It's best to go to the bank with this young man to deal face to face, but I'm a little scared to see Ye Yu's tall and burly man, in case the other party kills people in a place where no one is around...
After much deliberation, the decision was made on the spot to pay the money and deliver the goods.
After all, with so many people present, he didn't dare to do anything.
Yeyu agreed, and then called people to do it.
At this time, Wen Wenya looked at him with a face full of admiration. She wanted to be handsome, temperamental, and talented. The most important thing was:
Want money and have money!
Even Nalan Jingjing looked at him meaningfully, this person... I'm afraid it's not simple, he has so much money at such a young age, and his expression is relaxed, obviously he doesn't care much about the money.
The conclusion is: there is no humanity in the trenches.
.
More than 10 bodyguards in suits came in with suitcases, and brought a few bank staff along with them. The banknote counters were running, and the bank staff were busy counting...
The others were all dumbfounded, after all, they had never seen such a grand scene.
Taking advantage of the waiting time, Ye Yu lit a cigarette and smoked alone in the corner.
Smoking is prohibited here, but no one cares about him now, and no one dares to care about him. Offending such a super rich second generation is really courting death.
The gentle man hid behind the crowd and had no face to see others. He couldn't earn this money in 10 lifetimes alone.
The old man stared at the money counter with bright eyes, smiling happily, dreaming of a better life in the future...
"Boss, please keep this painting, haha~"
He put the painting into the painting tube and handed it to Yeyu.
afternoon.
The huge sum of money was also counted, and the old man happily left with the bank staff, ready to go back to the bank to deposit money.
When I was in the car, I didn't find anything at first, but then I gradually felt that something was wrong, and the car was going to the suburbs.
Only then did I realize the problem, and grabbed the staff's hand:
"What are you doing!"
The man covered his mouth with his backhand, and stabbed his chest with a knife:
"Originally, my young master didn't intend to do anything to you, but you didn't know what to do, blackmailed you, and made my young master very unhappy!"
All of a sudden, he had a lot of realizations when he was about to die. It was his greed that ruined his life, so he really should be content and happy.
I also understand the true truth of "every man is innocent, but he is guilty of carrying a jade". This "bi" not only refers to priceless famous paintings, but also money~.
At this time, Wen Wenya looked at him with a nympho look on his face. This is the Prince Charming in the hearts of all women. All indicators are close to perfect, and the extra points are appearance and height.
"Tony, it's dinner time now, let's have a meal together."
Yeyu smiled, and wanted to eat meat tonight.
Not to mention whether Nalan Jingjing can be tasted, anyway Wen Wenya cannot escape.
So he nodded in agreement, walked to a Mercedes-Benz supercar on the side of the road, and put the painting tube into the car.
They're already used to it, this person can take out that huge sum of money without blinking, a supercar is nothing.
Wen Wenya bent over and laughed, approaching Yeyu like a dog licking:
"Tony, your family must be rich and powerful, can you tell me about it?"
"My parents are doing business in the United States. I don't really like staying abroad. Whether it's food or customs, I don't get used to it. It's better in China..."
Literal nonsense has always been Yeyu's strong point, and he just opened his mouth without any hesitation.
Wen Wenya nodded sharply, her heart secretly promised.
"Let's go eat hot pot. There is a hot pot restaurant that tastes authentic. Jingjing and I often go there."
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