The words of the middle-aged wealthy businessman immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Countless eyes looked at the brush strokes on the table. The pattern on it was the dragon drawn by Ye Chen who had taught Mengmeng baby before.

They witnessed the dragon in the painting appearing, flying into the air and turning into a dragon gate, causing thousands of fish to leaps!

It can be said that this is a peerless masterpiece!

For a moment, countless people's eyes were extremely hot!

"Mr. Ye, I am Wan Guohao, the chairman of Wanfeng Group!"

The middle-aged rich businessman was afraid that Ye Chen would not agree, so he continued: "If you are willing to give up, Wan is willing to spend 100 million US dollars to buy your calligraphy!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

Spend 100 million US dollars just to buy a painting?

Is this money and nowhere to be used?

Many people took a breath of air conditioning at first, thinking Wan Guohao was crazy, but then they reacted again.

Zhang Daqian's calligraphy and paintings can be auctioned for nearly 200 million Chinese coins, and the painting in front of him is even more magical. It is normal to be worth 100 million US dollars?

Even Wu Wenshan was shocked.

Because the highest auction price of his works is only more than 80 million.

Before everyone could react, another middle-aged woman in luxury clothes stood up and smiled and said, "Mr. Ye, I am Hornna of Jinxiu Group. I am willing to spend 150 million US dollars to buy your calligraphy!"

"I am Liu Zhi from Tianyuan Group, and I am willing to pay 200 million US dollars..."

"I'm willing to pay $250 million..."

"Don't argue with me, whoever fights, I'm anxious with whom I'm anxious!"

“…”

For a moment, countless big shots rushed to buy Ye Chen's painting. The look was like a street vendor in the vegetable market, with no image.

Seeing this scene, Cang Shuxue and Li Yongmin were completely stunned.

They never expected that a painting would be priced at a sky-high price of more than 200 million yuan, and it would be a US dollar, which would be more than one billion yuan in Chinese currency!

At this time, Wu Wenshan, who had not spoken, suddenly said: "Mr. Ye, I am willing to exchange all my property for your calligraphy!"

As his words fell, the scene was silent!

Countless people's eyes were full of incredibility!

I thought I heard it wrong!

The painting saint Wu Wenshan is willing to sell all his property to another painting?

How much property does Wu Wenshan have?

No one knows this!

But he could even sell a pair of calligraphy and paintings, and he could be sold at a sky-high price of 70 to 80 million!

Faced with the shock of everyone, Wu Wenshan's expression remained unchanged. Instead, he looked at Ye Chen with a little nervousness, afraid that Ye Chen would refuse.

He has been studying painting all his life.

After experiencing the incident just now, he realized that he might have achieved something, but he was still far from the end of the Painting Road. Therefore, in order to seek a breakthrough, not to mention all his property, he was willing to give as long as Ye Chen looked at it.

For a moment, countless gazes looked at Ye Chen together.

With Wu Wenshan's conditions, no one would have refused, right?

Cang Shuxue kept pulling Ye Chen's neck of clothes and signaling him to agree.

Meeting everyone's eyes, Ye Chen smiled faintly: "It's useless for you to ask me. This painting was drawn by my daughter, and she needs to be asked for her opinion."

Wu Wenshan's face twitched slightly, but he still looked at the cute little baby in Ye Chen's arms, his expression was like a child who wanted to eat candy.

The little guy widened his eyes and said blankly: "Dad, do they want to buy our paintings?"

"Yes, good daughter, your painting is worth a lot now." Ye Chen smiled gently, his eyes full of doting.

Cang Shuxue whispered: "Mengmeng, please agree!"

Even the fat man didn't stand up and winked at her.

However, after blinking his eyes, the little guy suddenly pouted and said, "No, I don't want to sell it!"

Everyone almost fell to the ground.

I heard the little guy mutter again: "This is a painting that my father and I painted together, which is so precious. And they are not short of money. My mother runs a company, and my father also gave her a company,!"

"You old men are so bad. You bullied my father and I before, but now you want to bully them stupid!"

"Also, I painted this painting for Xiao Hei. I want to take it back and show it, and it will definitely be very happy."

Everyone: "..."

Is this father and daughter crazy?

Master Wu’s value is at least over one billion!

He actually refused!

Wu Wenshan still said unwillingly: "Who is Xiao Hei?"

"It's just a snake!" Ye Chen smiled faintly.

Wu Wenshan: “…”

He finally had to sigh: "Forget it, it seems that I am destined to be out of the way with such a Mobao!"

Speaking of this, he seemed to remember something and looked at Ye Chen and said, "Mr. Ye, in order to express his apology, after returning this time, I will re-rank your daughter's competition. She must be the first one!"

"Master Wu, the Zhao family..." Someone wanted to speak but stopped.

After all, I have agreed to give the first place to the Zhao family. If there is a change now, wouldn’t it be a slap in the face?

Wu Wenshan showed fear: "I will explain after the Zhao family!"

"This is the best, I'll go back with you!"

Ye Chen showed satisfaction. He brought his daughter here this time to get the first place. The reason why he made such a big noise was that his starting point was for his daughter, so he naturally would not give up halfway.

Who would have thought that as soon as he finished speaking, Wu Wenshan's face changed: "No, Mr. Ye, you can't go back with us. You asked Zhao Yuanliang to kneel down before. Someone in the Zhao family must be on the way to come. You should leave early at this moment!"

"Yes, Mr. Ye, the Zhao family is a wealthy family in Jinling, and it has some connection with Yanjing. Even Master Wu is afraid of it."

A big shot in the art world in Jinling said, "You asked Zhao Yuanliang to kneel down just now, which was equivalent to slapping the Zhao family in the face. The Zhao family will definitely not give up. You go back first, and we will send you the award later!"

"Yes, Mr. Ye, let's go back first!"

Cang Shuxue and Li Yongmin also persuaded each other.

However, Ye Chen smiled faintly: "This person first ignored the rules of the game, and then offended me. It is natural for me to teach him a lesson. So what if the Zhao family is not convinced? I don't take the Zhao family seriously!"

Wu Wenshan wanted to persuade again: "Mr. Ye, you..."

"Okay, I want to know how terrifying the Zhao family is!" Ye Chen interrupted, picked up his daughter and turned around and walked towards the Jinling Art Museum.

"Hey, Mr. Ye is too confident. The Zhao family's power is not something he can imagine!" Wu Wenshan sighed.

Li Yongmin said nervously: "Master Wu, what should I do now?"

"What else can I do?"

Wu Wenshan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Mr. Ye is unwilling to leave. For the sake of the present, only I will come forward in person. I hope the Zhao family can make big things smaller and small things smaller because of my face!"

...

At the same time, inside the Jinling Art Museum!

Zhao Yuanliang, the second son of the Zhao family, still kept Ye Chen leaving, lying on the ground with his body protrudingly on the ground. Someone next to him wanted to help him up, but found that there was no way to use force, as if he had taken root.

"What did this damn boy do to Mr. Ben?"

Zhao Yuanliang looked resentful and wanted to tear Ye Chen apart. Then he looked at his nephew Zhao Yang, who was beside him: "Xiaoyang, what do you say at home?"

"Second uncle, big... my uncle is already on the way to come, saying he will arrive within half an hour!" The seven-year-old Zhao Yang said with a look of shock.

"Twenty minutes have passed, my brother should be here soon!"

Zhao Yuanliang's face suddenly showed a look of pride: "Damn kid, wait, my brother is here, I will let you know what it means to be unable to survive and die!"

For myself, my elder brother!

He couldn't understand it any more. He looked like a spring breeze on his face, but his cunning was the deepest in the entire Zhao family and the best at hiding. Even when he, the demon king of the world, felt like a thorn in his back when facing his elder brother!

"Second uncle, you must kill that Shabi!"

A ruthless look flashed in the seven-year-old Zhao Yang's eyes: "There is that little girl, I want to throw a dart as a target!"

"Okay, one person will be tormented by each person then!"

Zhao Yuanliang grinned.

While talking, someone rushed in outside, and the other party shouted as he walked: "Young Master Zhao, Wu... Master Wu and the others are back, and... that boy is back too!"

Zhao Yuanliang was so excited that he almost shouted out: "Hahaha, it's really true that there is a way in heaven and you don't go, and you can break in hell!"
Chapter completed!