The strongest Fuka

Chapter 56 From 2000 to [-] million, I only need one step!
From a young man to a little brother, and then to a little friend.

Mr. Feng's name for Tang Bao changed again and again. This scene was noticed by Boss Huang, and when he looked at Tang Bao again, he was full of complexity.

I think he was considered a rich man in Yangshi, but in front of Mr. Feng, he still lowered his head and called him "Sir", which made the other party ignore him.

This kid is really lucky.

Boss Huang looked at Tang Bao enviously, also wanted to make friends, and was about to speak.

"I don't know if this old man would be honored...to help my little friend disassemble the painting?" Feng Lao suddenly asked cautiously.

This scene stunned everyone who knew the identity of Mr. Feng.

Is this still the high and mighty old Feng?

Boss Huang, in particular, almost knelt down on the ground when he saw Feng Lao's low-browed and pleasing appearance.

I spent real money on you, but you didn't even look at me, so you didn't expect that you would look down on a yellow-haired boy now?
What the hell!

What about your guru style?
What about your pride?
day!
Ma Youhao lost his mind and stood there stupidly, Wang Ya looked at Tang Bao with a strange light in his eyes, as if he saw a peerless treasure, and suddenly felt shy like a little girl.

Tang Bao ignored the gazes of these people, looked at Feng Lao and nodded slightly.

There is nothing wrong with leaving professional matters to professional people.

...Half an hour later, as the last layer of thin paper was peeled off, the real drawing was finally exposed to everyone.

"This is?"

Mr. Feng's eyes widened, his hands seemed to be holding a big mountain, and he could no longer look away.

His exclamation immediately attracted the attention of Boss Huang and Ma Youhao. The two of them stared at each other, and then lost their composure even more than Feng Lao, and their eyeballs almost fell to the ground in shock.

"Dongqing Plum Blossom Picture?!"

"Oh my god, this is the picture of plum blossoms in Dongqing!"

The two most prestigious people in Pinxuan Pavilion lost their voices at the same time, attracting the attention of others. When they heard what they said clearly, all the shop assistants were dumbfounded.

The teacup falls...the pen falls...the newspaper falls...

Everyone was like a sculpture, their eyes fixed on the painting in Feng Lao's hands.

"Dongqing Plum Blossom Picture? Is it famous?" Rusha asked Song Zhiwei next to him in a low voice.

Song Zhiwei shook his head, his face also full of confusion.

Wang Ya withdrew her gaze, and said in an amused, exasperated and envious way, "This is the work of the Wu painting god of the Ming Dynasty. Later, many historical events related to historical figures occurred in this painting, and the painting 70 years ago During the war, the Dongying people specially launched a secret operation to fight for this painting, but it was unsuccessful, but this painting was also lost in the flames of war, and I never thought...it would appear here."

Wang Ya said, staring at Tang Bao with burning eyes, her heart filled with complicated feelings.

She really didn't expect that the boy she didn't like in front of her would pick up such a big leak for only 2 yuan!
This achievement, even her brother-in-law might not be able to do it!

No, it is 100% impossible!
At this moment, in the entire second floor, no one laughed at Tang Bao's previous deeds of spending [-] yuan, and some people's faces were even hotter.

Elder Feng held up the painting excitedly, unable to make a sound for a long time.

For a professional who is engaged in literature and entertainment, seeing such a famous painting is like seeing a peerless beauty lying on a bed with a white gauze half-covered.

It's a pity that the value of this painting has already exceeded his purchasing power.

With a sigh of regret, Mr. Feng returned the painting to Tang Bao reluctantly, envious in every way.

At this moment, Boss Huang, who had been holding back for a long time, finally pulled Tang Bao hastily, "Little brother, I spent 300 million, how about this painting?"

He doesn't care if Feng is old or not.

As long as this painting is in his hands, the effect will definitely be stronger than Feng Lao's approval, let alone worry about not being famous in the antique world. At this moment, he can't wait to stick himself on Tang Bao.

When Tang Bao heard this, his hand holding back the painting froze, and he calmly distanced himself from Boss Huang.

As for the price of 300 million... I'm not from the literary and entertainment industry, how do I know if it's cheap or expensive?
He silently glanced at Fuka's task, and the reminder was still not completed.

Tang Bao looked up at the sky.

System, system, do you want me to beat the rhythm of the day? ? ?
Boss Huang thought that Tang Bao would not accept it, so he hurriedly said, "500 million! I'll give you 500 million! Little brother, do you think you are satisfied with this price?"

500?
With a bang, the whole second floor heard the sound of jaws dropping to the ground.

This is not 500 yuan, but 500 million!

Even Ma Youhao looked at Tang Bao enviously, with complicated eyes.

This kid is so lucky!
500 million, I just passed by like this!
"Tang Bao?" Seeing Tang Bao in a daze, Shasha's face darkened slightly, and she quietly gave him a hand.

Tang Bao came back to his senses, but did not answer immediately, but looked at Mr. Feng, "What does Mr. Feng think?"

For a moment, everyone looked at Mr. Feng.

Especially Boss Huang, his eyes were very nervous, he knew how old-fashioned this old guy was.

As expected, Mr. Feng did not disappoint him. As soon as Tang Bao finished speaking, he sneered on the spot, "500 million? What a joke! Not to mention anything else, three years ago, Wu Huashen's painting of plum blossoms was just one A plum blossom was sold at a high price of 300 million. As for this painting, everyone knows how precious it is, so in my opinion, the lowest—"

"2000 million!"

bang-

Boss Huang almost fell to his knees.

2000?
Even if he sells his Xuan Pavilion, he may not be able to afford this painting.

Looking at Elder Feng again, he was very resentful, but he didn't dare to say anything, he could only look at the painting in Tang Bao's hand with regret.

Hearing the price, Ma Youhao only felt heartbroken, as if his parents were dead.

Wang Ya stared at Tang Bao with wide eyes, full of little stars.

A boy with a net worth of 2000 million?Still the same age?It simply doesn't fit the personality of Prince Charming! ! !

Even Shasha and Song Zhiwei were suddenly surprised, and then the two little girls got together and secretly fingered each other, as if they were calculating how much 2000 million is...

Seeing the appearance of Shasha and Song Zhiwei, Tang Bao shook his head and laughed, and put the painting into the wooden tube by himself.

"Art is priceless, and talking about money is vulgar, so I don't plan to sell it."

"brush--"

The entire second floor fell silent in an instant.

Everyone looked at Tang Bao in astonishment, as if they were making sure they had heard correctly.

Art is priceless?What you said makes sense.

But that is 2000 million after all!
And at least!

You actually said no? ? ?

At this moment, not only Wang Ya, but people like Ma Youhao and Boss Huang were dumbfounded.

They don't realize they can't do such a courageous thing.

But the question is, how old is Tang Bao?

Fuck it, evildoer!

Tang Bao ignored their strange gazes and silently glanced at the system.

[Congratulations to the card owner for installing a profound art force, the task is completed! 】

Tang Bao looked at the sky silently.

System, you pay me 2000 million! ! !

(End of this chapter)