"What do you mean?" Lin Jia's face was slightly cold.

At this moment, she felt that she couldn't see through Chen Fan.

"It's not interesting. Chen Fan said lightly: "It's just your behavior that makes me see no hope of getting married." ”

"In that case, why do you keep this money?"

Lin Jiashen was silent.

Wang Zhiwen felt a little pity, and he also thought that this painting was good. However, I was relieved to think that she was not Lin Jia's husband yet, and her husband should not be able to affect her. I saw him smile very respectfully and said to Chen Fan: "Congratulations to Mr. Chen for getting the treasure." ”

This is Wang Zhiwen, even if he wants to kill Chen Fan in his heart, he can sincerely congratulate Chen Fan on his face.

"Xiaoyou, can you show me this calligraphy and painting?"

Suddenly, an old voice came, Chen Fan turned his head and found that at the door of the antique shop, an old man was supported by a young girl, and walked in anxiously from the door, followed by two bodyguards wearing sunglasses, with a large box.

Chen Fan naturally didn't care about this kind of request, and handed this poem to the old man casually.

The old man was not ambiguous, he directly put on his reading glasses, opened them tremblingly and looked at them carefully, and then said excitedly: "Xiaoyou, I really like this calligraphy and painting, can you resell it to me?"

Chen Fan shook his head.

Although he didn't know calligraphy and painting, he also knew that in his previous life, Wang Zhiwen relied on this calligraphy and painting to solve the company's crisis with a market value of hundreds of millions, how could he resell it to the old man.

"My grandfather really liked the painting. ”

At this moment, the girl next to the old man walked out and said softly: "You make a price, we won't let you suffer." ”

Chen Fan's eyes lit up.

The girl in front of her has delicate facial features and a very fair complexion, and she has not applied any makeup.

A delicate black suit, slim wide-leg pants with black high heels, give people a very smart and refreshing feeling.

Chen Fan knew very well that with this kind of aura, the girl in front of him was either rich or expensive.

"Not right now. Chen Fan opened his mouth with an indifferent expression.

The girl's eyebrows furrowed slightly when she heard this, and she said indifferently: "Maybe you don't know who is standing in front of you, I advise you to agree as well, otherwise it will ......"

The corners of Chen Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a wisp of murderous intent burst out.

In this life, he will not accept any threats again, and those who dare to threaten him can only become dead.

Although this wisp of murderous intent was strong, it disappeared in a flash, and ordinary people did not notice it at all.

But the faces of the two bodyguards behind the old man changed instantly, and they were directly guarding in front of the old man and the girl, staring at Chen Fan solemnly.

"You ......" The girl couldn't help but speak, a little incomprehensible.

Although she didn't understand, the old man standing next to the girl, his cloudy old eyes burst out with a ray of essence, and he said softly: "This little guy is very strong?"

One of the bodyguards spoke in a low tone and whispered: "Very strong, we are not opponents." ”

"And...... He's killed!"

Hiss......

Hearing this, both the old man and the girl were shocked.

These two bodyguards have fought countless times from the bloody battlefield, and they are the top masters of the ancient martial arts inheritance, so it is not an exaggeration to say that these two bodyguards are killing machines.

But now that they are not Chen Fan's opponents, how can this make the two not shocked?

"It's up to him to ......," the girl said, still a little unconvinced.

But before the girl finished speaking, she was stopped by the old man sternly, and said loudly: "Don't be surprised, little friend, my granddaughter is a little spoiled, but she is not bad-hearted." ”

"I don't hide it, I really like this calligraphy and painting, not greedy for money. ”

"This Su Shi's "Dead Wood and Strange Stones" is indeed a genuine work, but it is only the first draft. I'm willing to buy it for six million, what do you think?"

In an instant, the entire antique shop fell silent.

Everyone stared at the old man stupidly, and they all gasped.

Especially the owner of the antique shop, when he saw that Su Lao, the famous owner of this piece of calligraphy, was very interested in this calligraphy and painting, he had an ominous premonition.

The words 'first draft' made him so angry that he almost didn't have a mouthful of blood spurting.

Wang Zhiwen frowned, but it was not because he missed a genuine product, but because he missed the opportunity to meet the old man!

He recognized the old man from the moment he and his granddaughter entered the store. But he didn't dare to say hello because he wasn't qualified!

Thinking like this, Wang Zhiwen's heart was cold.

As for Lin Jia, Xiaozui was surprised that she was about to stuff a goose egg.

She never thought that the calligraphy and painting that Chen Fan bought almost in anger turned out to be genuine, and it was so valuable.

Thinking of this, she looked at Chen Fan's eyes, and something was even more wrong.

Out of a woman's sixth sense, she felt that there must be something wrong with this!

The old man saw all the scenes in front of him, although he had just entered the antique shop and didn't know much about the situation here, but he didn't have the heart to think about these things.

There are only two things that the old man is interested in.

The first is Su Shi's "Dead Wood and Strange Stones, First Draft".

The second is Chen Fan himself.

At a young age, even he, the two bodyguards who are known as killing machines, think that they are not opponents, which immediately makes him think of recruitment.

"Sell!" Chen Fan reacted and immediately made a decision.

He doesn't know calligraphy and painting antiques, and it's useless to ask for this, the only purpose of buying it is to sell.

Chen Fan lost his mind just now, and was just thinking about something.

In his previous life, he knew that Wang Zhiwen used calligraphy and painting to solve the company's crisis, but he didn't know who he gave it to, but now that he thinks about it, he must be the old man in front of him.

Thinking of this, Chen Fan couldn't help but sigh, even without Lin Jia's life assistance, Wang Zhiwen's blessing is indeed profound.

The calligraphy and paintings that had just arrived for 100,000 yuan were in hand, and before I could find the buyer, the big man came. However, this ungodly luck has cheapened itself in this life.

Wang Zhiwen, it's miserable!