Han Li didn't have time to care about Qin Hu and Huang Lun right now, it wasn't that he didn't want to blow them up, it was because he was ready to start using the scolded divine skill to start making money.

Most of the $100 million in his original hand has been dispersed, yes, all the undercurrents during this time are money, flowing out like a tide.

Buying bars on a big spree.

Buy them one by one, it's all money.

So it's time to make money quickly.

After inquiring, he found a club of the rich, and Han Li swaggered into it, with his current level of English, it was enough to cope with everything.

Xiao Cui accompanied.

Two Asian faces, in this predominantly white rich club, are particularly conspicuous, happily going to that station, the two of them drinking champagne.

Xiao Cui was very uncomfortable, and even a little unclear, "Han Li, what are you doing here, are all bar owners here?" ”

He already knew Han Li's plan, which was to buy a bar, and then he would appear as the owner of these bars and hand it over to the people of the Hong Gang to take care of.

And these bars will be managed by Zhang Xin.

Zhang Xin will become the hall master of Qilin Hall, responsible for smuggling and bar business.

Become one of the five hall masters.

Before Han Li met Chen Honghai, he first went to see Lin Dingtian.

He told Lin Dingtian about his plan, and as soon as Lin Dingtian heard that Han Li had the ability to buy all the bars in San Francisco, he also agreed.

Because in San Francisco, the Hong Gang is really nothing.

It's just that it looks a little more powerful in Chinatown, and in other places, it is suppressed by many gangs, if Han Li can buy all the bars, it will be a great achievement for the entire Hong Gang.

Lin Dingtian agreed to Han Li's request.

Let Zhang Xin be the hall master of Qilin Hall, and Han Li still has his own position.

This moment.

Han Li had already acquired dozens of bars, and was getting closer and closer to the success of the plan.

At this time, in Xiao Cui's thoughts, he should hurry up, complete all this, integrate the strength of the entire Hong Gang, and help him take revenge.

As a result, Han Li came to this rich club.

Xiao Cui was very puzzled, "It's all white here, obviously we are not very welcome, what are we doing here." Shaking his head, he was uncomfortable.

Whites are tall and big.

One meter eight is not too tall.

Xiao Cui is only 1.7 meters, and when he goes to that station, he feels that he is a dwarf, and he feels a little depressed, and he seems to be an alternative.

Han Li laughed, "Don't worry, I have a deep meaning, well, if you don't like it, just go outside and wander around, anyway, there are no killers here." ”

"Okay. ”

Xiao Cui went out on his own.

Han Li looked back and forth by himself, and found that these white people were communicating with each other, which should be the meaning of an art auction.

At this time.

The auction began.

One by one, the artworks were displayed, and many of the artworks were very weird, and Han Li, who was studying art, couldn't understand many of the scrolls, and was speechless for a while.

"It's really avant-garde art, and it's crazy who is the first to do it. ”

Han Li shook his head.

But this is not his main intention to come here, he is here, mainly to make money, just to find an opportunity, to find some white people to quarrel.

At this moment, a white man with blond hair and blue eyes came out and solemnly introduced: "Welcome to everyone today, especially Mr. and Mrs. James, as well as Mr. Altyn and the honorable Miss Elizabeth••••••"

Baba recited a lot of names.

Everyone raised their champagne in their hands.

They were complimenting each other very much.

"It turns out that the whole world is the same, they are all pretending to be criminals. ”

Han Li shook his head and smiled bitterly, watching coldly.

At this time, after reading the name, the host continued, "You have seen some of the latest works of modern art, and now I invite you to take a look at a hidden contemporary Van Gogh-like painter found in our studio in the far Far East. ”

"Whoa!" burst into applause.

Slowly came out from behind, a thin man dressed plainly and not tall, with a wisp of beard, giving people the feeling of being very elegant and restrained.

After coming out, bow politely one by one.

Han Li's eyes lit up instantly, "Teacher Zeng?!"

That's right, the person who came was his art teacher in Haicheng, Mr. Zeng, and all of a sudden the whole person laughed, waving his hand there, "Mr. Zeng, Mr. Zeng." ”

“••••••”

Teacher Zeng looked at this place, and he was also a little flustered, he didn't expect to meet Han Li here.

Fortunately, he nodded politely and began to say politely in English: "I am very grateful to accept the invitation of Mr. Collins and his studio to come to the United States, to San Francisco, and to present my work on such an important occasion. ”

Then he waved his hand.

An oil painting titled Maiden was pushed up.

It is said to be an art exhibition, but it also has the meaning of an auction.

And the picture scroll is called a girl, but it is the back of a lonely boy.

Teacher Zeng explained: "The lonely back of a boy is a girl. ”

"Whoa!"

There was some applause.

One by one, they leaned over to watch, and some people took magnifying glasses and watched non-stop, and all kinds of admiration voices appeared, "It's perfect." ”

"The painting is really superb. ”

"Petfer. ”

"Perfect. ”

The praise is super strong.

At this time, Mr. Zeng continued to introduce his paintings, and took a dozen of them in total, almost all of them were his masterpieces, many of which Han Li had seen, the Feiyan under the eaves, the boy under the horse's hooves, and the girl he loved to paint.

A variety of girls with a variety of rhetoric.

One by one, it is exquisite, and it has a deep meaning.

Han Li smiled.

I know that this time, without my own help, Mr. Zeng can also become famous and famous, and the "pop!" and "pop!" are the most excited among them to applaud.

I forgot that I was here to make money.

Of course, the most exciting thing in my heart is to meet Mr. Zeng on this occasion, which he never expected, and he has a feeling of meeting his old acquaintance in a foreign country.

"Mr. Zeng, you are the contemporary Van Gogh. ”

Han Li shouted without sparing.

But soon, a white fat man said: "This is not a work of art at all, this is a false creation of pseudo-art, just like the Chinese, they can only imitate, they can only copy, they never know how to innovate, haha, these words are imitation, there is no soul at all, it is a picture frame, a pile of waste paper." ”

A look of disdain.

There was also some aggression between the words.

The scene froze a little for a moment.

It seems that this person is very convincing.

“••••••”

Teacher Zeng's face turned red and he was a little embarrassed.

The host immediately said: "Mr. James, this, this, what do you mean by this, these paintings of Mies, we have found many senior oil painting masters to see, whether it is the painting or the idea is superb, well, you are probably too far away." ”

"No, Oriental people don't know how to paint at all, they only scribble casually, hum, I don't have to look at these words carefully, it's all pseudo-art, it's all imitation, how can imitation be called art. ”

Very self-righteous.

"This ••••••"

This time, the scene is even more embarrassing.

Han Li couldn't bear it, so he casually took two paintings from other exhibition locations and displayed them in front of the white fat man, "You show me, which one is painted by a white man, which one is the pseudo-art in your mouth, painted by the Chinese, can you recognize it?"

“••••••”

The white fat man was stunned, looked at the two paintings and said: "These two paintings have souls, they are not pseudo-art, they are real works of art, and who are you?" ”

Yelling, very unhappy.

"I, I'm your uncle's, these two paintings are painted by Asian artists, and this painting is by a Chinese painter, look at the name, and art knows no nationality, good is good, bad is bad, how can there be so many words. ”

Viciously exposed the chain of contempt for white fat people.

“••••••”

At this moment, he was speechless, but he still shouted wittily: "You, who are you, you are the same as him, you are liars, you are liars." ”

At this moment, there is still reason.

"I'll go, don't face it, okay, then let you see if the Chinese's fists are real or fake." "Take a step forward, "bang!" all of a sudden, directly to the white fat man knocked to the ground.

Ride up, "bang!", "bang!", "bang!", "bang!",

Only under his fist can the truth come out, and Han Li knew it very well, so his fist was very hard, "Beat you to death." "Stand up for Teacher Zeng.