Chapter 51

When Zhang Bolong took out the post.

Wei Ying was very sad.

The value of the jadeite they brought must be incomparable with that of the Bureau post.

But in this way.

She's likely to be her own chip.

This is the last thing she wants to happen.

"The little girl is not old, but she has a good sense. I bought this post from abroad three years ago. It cost me 500 million at that time, but its value can't be measured by money. "

Zhang Bolong's eyelids drooped and his tone was not salty.

As if 500 million was nothing to him.

What he wanted to express.

It's just the value of calligraphy and painting.

Wei Wenfeng smell speech face suddenly change ugly.

500 million!

It's not that the Wei family is reluctant to give up this kind of blood.

But he thought Lin Feng was just a young man with super ability.

If a small target (one hundred million) is smashed, how can it be won.

Even if not.

He can also send his daughter to Lin Feng's bed.

But he didn't think of it.

Zhang Bolong is so generous.

He doesn't think the beauty of Wei's daughter is worth 500 million.

Lin Feng silently looked at this calligraphy.

He sighed softly.

One or two of you came here in the evening to give him these things?

Are you sick?

Zhang Bolong saw this.

His face trembled with fat.

The smile suddenly converged.

It shouldn't be.

At that time, he did a lot of work.

In the end, two authentic works of Su Shi came from Lin Feng.

According to reason.

Lin Feng is so light on money.

It should be true love for calligraphy and painting.

Why does his bureau post seem to have a little interest.

"Brother Lin, don't you like Zeng Gong?"

Many famous collectors of calligraphy and painting.

Maybe it's because of people.

I just don't like some people's works.

Is that the reason for Lin Feng?

Lin Feng shook his head and explained:

"that's not true, mainly because I don't like antiques, calligraphy and paintings. I don't think they are meaningful."

Zhang Bolong drew out his mouth slightly.

Don't like it?

Doesn't make sense?

Then why did I beg you so long for those two paintings before you agreed to exchange them with me?

"Actually...

Lin Feng really wants to tell them.

If you have something to do, you can talk about it. Don't deal with all these fancy things.

It's no use.

But at this time.

A loud noise came from outside the living room.

Next.

A spotted dog came running in.

Liu Chuang was also angry and rushed in.

"You dead dog, spit out what you have in your mouth to me. Mr. Feng gave it to me. If you dare to break it, I'll stew you!"

Liu Chuang came up and grabbed the dog.

He snatched back a pair of scroll like things from his mouth.

"Emma, this dead dog. I've ruined the good things."

Liu Chuang said while the dog will be bitten by the calligraphy is still on the ground.

Although Liu Chuang could not appreciate these calligraphy and paintings.

But after all, it was from Lin Feng.

So he still attaches great importance to it.

Lin Feng saw some loss on Liu Chuang's face.

So he comforted him:

"if it's OK, it's broken. Throw it first. If you like it, I'll give you something else later. There are many of them."

Liu Chuang sighed.

The first time Mr. Feng rewarded himself, he broke it.

How can this work!

Liu Chuang is hesitant to take it back to find someone to repair it.

At this time.

Zhang Bolong's fat body came up like a gust of wind.

"Wucao, isn't this the Orchid Pavilion preface? It looks like it's the real one ﹣ it's not the Orchid Pavilion preface