Seven... Seventy million??

Even according to the lowest price of Zhang Daqian's previous works, it is ten times more, and it is 700 million?

Seven hundred million!

Yang He's whole person was already scared at this time, his old face was as pale as paper, and he looked completely loveless when he was spread on the ground.

He just sold his Eight Treasure Pavilion, and it wasn't worth 700 million.

It was only now that Yang He finally understood why Ye Fan kept saying that he couldn't afford to lose.

This is indeed the case, although he has been in the antique business for so many years, he has made some differences, and his savings are only tens of millions, even if he sells the store, he will make 100 million if he dies.

Even if he smashes the pot and sells iron, he can't afford to pay Ye Fan 700 million at all.

Seeing Yang He's pale old face, Ye Fan suddenly smiled and looked at him condescendingly: "What's wrong with Boss Yang, didn't you still look arrogant just now?" ”

"How did this go straight to the floor?"

"It's not like you're trying to stall."

"That's not going to work, I'm still in a hurry. We are willing to gamble and lose, and the 700 million account should be calculated as soon as possible. ”

"Have you figured it out, how do you pay?"

"I support Alipay, WeChat transfer, cash can also be used."

"Of course, it's really not enough, and it's okay to pay for the house."

Ye Fan learned from Yang He's appearance just now and smiled faintly. But he returned all the ridicule that Yang He had made to him before.

"I... I..."Facing Ye Fan's words, Yang He was spread on the ground, with an ugly face as if he had eaten Rexiang.

At this time, his old face was flushed, and he was almost embarrassed. The corners of his lips trembled, and he crowed like a rooster, but he couldn't say a word for a long time.

He originally wanted to get some money from Ye Fan to make up for today's losses, but he never thought that it would end like this in the end.

Not only did he not get the money, but he also lost 700 million, and now he has even lost this old face!

It's too big to be planted today.

Not only did he lose face, but I am afraid that in the future, their Eight Treasure Pavilion will become a joke in the antique world.

However, just when Yang He was ashamed and didn't know how to end it, he saw his son Yang Wei walk out and scolded Ye Fan directly: "Seven hundred million, you stinky boy dare to ask for it?" ”

"You're blackmail!"

"We don't owe you anything in the Eight Treasure Pavilion, why should we give you money?"

"You keep saying that my father owes you 700 million, do you have any evidence? Do you have an IOU? ”

"Empty mouth and white teeth, just want to get 700 million from us, it's just wishful thinking!"

"And this painting, this is my father's collection, it belongs to our Eight Treasure Pavilion, and it has nothing to do with you."

Yang Wei obviously didn't even want face for money, and directly started to cheat.

While speaking, he reached out and grabbed the "Dead Wood and Strange Stone Map", Ye Fan naturally would not let him succeed.

One step ahead of him, he took the painting in his arms.

Subsequently, Ye Fan didn't pay attention to Yang Wei, but looked at Yang He: "Boss Yang, what do you mean by this, do you want to cheat, and if you don't admit it?" ”

"The gamble just now, everyone here is a witness."

"President Gu is also a witness."

"Didn't Boss Yang keep saying that he was honest and honest?"

"Could it be that Boss Yang is preparing to smash the signboard of the Eight Treasures Pavilion for a hundred years?"

Ye Fan's teasing laughter continued to sound.

The rich people who were watching around also turned to help Ye Fan speak.

"Yes, Boss Yang, my husband is willing to gamble and lose. It's a bit disgraceful for you to repay your debts. ”

"If it spreads out in the future, you won't be able to open the Eight Treasures Pavilion?"

......

"Boss Yang, the signboard of the Eight Treasures Pavilion for a hundred years. Are you really going to smash it? ”

"Are you worthy of your ancestors?"

.......

"Boss Yang, you can't be honest without being a man."

"Otherwise, who will look up to you in the future?"

The people around you are talking word by word, all of them are people who don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, and at this time, they all talk like they are watching jokes.

Gu Longen also looked at Yang He, and said in a deep voice: "Yang He, I am willing to lose the bet." Since you lost to Mr. Little, you should take out the bet as agreed. ”

"What's more, Mr. Xiao has already opened up to you, and only priced this painting for 70 million. Do you have to know that this imitation of Su Shi's "Dead Wood and Strange Stones" is now auctioned at least 100 million yuan. According to the real value, you will lose not 700 million, but more than 1 billion. ”