The top CEO is my ex-boyfriend

Finally, the boy sold the ancient painting to Ji Shi for two million. When the transaction was completed, the boy couldn't help but bow to Ji Shi again, "No matter what, you helped me today, and I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life."

"If the painting is really restored, can I take a look at it? It was like this when I was born. I really want to see what it looked like originally."

Ji Shi put away the painting, raised the corner of his lips and said to the boy, "Okay, I will definitely invite you to come and see it when the time comes."

After getting Ji Shi’s contact information, the boy ran away in a hurry.

"Look how fast he runs. He must be feeling guilty." Wu Funfen said to Ji Shi.

"Maybe there's something urgent at home." Ji Shi handed the painting to the staff for safekeeping, and freed his hands to let Fu Tingli push him into the 'Treasure Pavilion'.

The venue was still quite lively, and many people came with the purpose of grabbing a bargain. It was easy to enter the event, as long as you paid for a ticket, you could come in, but the number of tickets was limited.

Ji Shi patted Fu Tingli's hand and motioned him to push him to the jewelry display cabinet in front.

When the shop owner saw a customer, he smiled even before he looked up. "These are hairpins, bracelets, earrings, and brooches used by ancient royal nobles. Feel free to look at them."

After carefully looking at the jewelry in the glass cabinet, Ji Shi shook his head and said to Fu Tingli, "Let's go."

"Wait a minute, don't leave yet, the price can be negotiated." The old man hurriedly stopped them.

Fu Tingli raised his eyes and glanced at him, his eyes as cold as a knife, which scared the old man so much that he stepped back.

"What you sell here are all modern handicrafts, which we don't like," said Ji Shi.

The old man's eyes widened, "Kid, you can eat whatever you want with this food, but you can't say anything you want. These are all authentic dishes passed down from our ancestors. If you say that, I'll scare away my other customers. Will you compensate me for my losses?" The old man was anxious.

Ji Shi snorted, "Since this is the real thing, why are you afraid of what I say? Everyone present here has some discernment. You use these things to deceive people, and you don't allow others to say anything."

"How can you talk like that, kid! You're not cute at all!" The old man was afraid of Fu Tingli, and was really worried that no one would come to buy his things. He came here today with the purpose of getting rich, and his whole family depended on his business tonight to get rich. How could he let a young boy ruin it!

The old man was just about to play the victim when suddenly a gorgeously dressed woman walked over.

"Ji Shi, it's really you."

Molly was wearing a white puffy skirt with many red peony flowers sewn on it and a belt inlaid with sapphires around her waist. She looked so colorful and dazzling that it was hard not to notice her.

Seeing Ji Shi sitting in a wheelchair, Molly covered her mouth and said, "Oh my God, are you really seriously injured? It turns out that what they said on the Internet is true. It's so pitiful."

She pretended to wipe the non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes, raised her eyes, and met Fu Tingli's exquisite face that was like a god. She gasped in shock. How could there be a man with such a perfect appearance in this world? It was simply intoxicating.

How could such an outstanding man be with someone as ordinary as Ji Shi?

Molly suddenly remembered the comments on the Internet about Ji Shi and the president of a group. Could the person in front of her be the legendary FI Group president Fu Tingli?