The Peerless Berserker of the Female President

After thinking about it, Ye Hao didn't want to talk nonsense with Zhou Yan anymore, picked up the peach blossom fan, and said with a smile: "This fan is worthless, but the picture of drunken shrimp on this piece of silk is an authentic work by Zhang Daqian. Zhang Daqian's painting of shrimp It is a masterpiece, but the picture of drunken shrimp is very rare in the market. This picture of drunken shrimp is at least two feet long. Once at Yanjing Poly Auction House, the authentic painting of five feet of drunken shrimp sold for 2 million yuan High price, my two feet can be worth at least 2000 million, and it is also an authentic Zhang Daqian."

When Ye Hao said this, the big guys sitting around him all looked at him, attracted by what he said.

Drunken shrimp picture, drunk shrimp picture?
At this time, Zhang Yiwei was circling these three words in his mind. Suddenly, he seemed to be clicked, and his body trembled violently. Then, he turned around suddenly, opened his eyes wide, and felt warm. He looked at the fan in Ye Hao's hand.

"Priceless treasure, priceless treasure." At this moment, a white-haired old man behind Ye Hao suddenly shook his head and exclaimed.

Everyone switched.He looked at the white-haired old man.

Immediately, someone exclaimed: "Jin Lao, isn't this the national treasure-level identification master Jin Lao?"

Everyone looked warmly at Mr. Jin, because this Mr. Jin is the kind of person who appears on TV every day. Moreover, after he retires, he does not easily appear in public places. Once he appears, he will definitely The kind of person who caused a stir in the local antique world.

In fact, Jin Lao didn't know how many times he was surrounded by the crowd, so he was very calm. At this time, his eyes fell warmly on the peach blossom fan in Ye Hao's hand, and his whole body was shivering. Said: "Priceless treasure, priceless treasure."

The appearance of Jin Lao immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the venue to him.

The auction cannot continue.

The host's face was full of embarrassing smiles, but seeing that it was the arrival of Jin Lao that caused the current embarrassing scene, it was understandable.

Under the influence of Mr. Jin, everyone's eyes were fixed on the peach blossom fan in Ye Hao's hand at this time, and everyone wondered in their hearts, could the painting on that fan really be Zhang Daqian's picture of drunken shrimps? ?
Ye Hao was quite calm. After all, he had already identified that this painting was the authentic work of Mr. Zhang. If it was not the original work, he would not have bought the fan.

As for Zhang Yiwei's hands and feet are cold at this time, his ability to appraise treasures will not be higher than that of Jin Lao. Since Jin Lao said that this picture of drunken shrimp is authentic, it must be authentic.

And if this picture of drunken shrimp is really the authentic work of Mr. Zhang, then tens of millions is definitely worth it.

At this time, some people in the hall had already started talking.

"This man is really amazing. Is this really Mr. Zhang's authentic work?"

"Eight out of ten to me! Nine out of ten."

"Didn't you see that even Mr. Jin was so excited, couldn't this be the real thing?"

At this time, Elder Jin stood up trembling all over, and asked with excited eyes: "Excuse me, please, how much can this painting be sold for?"

"At least 3000 million." Ye Hao replied without thinking.

"I'm going, 3000 million? This fan was bought for 30, and this guy sold it for 3000 million as soon as he changed hands. Damn, this money is really good money." Someone commented excitedly at this time.

Lan Yanting was almost remorseful, and blamed herself why she didn't listen to Ye Hao just now and bought this painting?

Just, 3000 million?Will the old man sell it?
Lan Yanting clearly still had doubts in her heart.

"3000 million, 3000 million can get Mr. Zhang's authentic work, even if I give 5000 million, I will buy it." Jin Lao said with trembling lips.

Lan Yanting opened her mouth wide, her jaw almost dropped in shock.

"I have to buy 5000 million yuan, but I have to buy this broken painting for 5000 million yuan? Is it really that magical? Isn't it so exaggerated?" Lan Yanting thought in her heart, but she also knew that she did it purely out of jealousy want.

This old Jin has such a high status.

He certainly wouldn't be so stupid as to act with Ye Hao, besides, this Ye Hao and Mr. Jin didn't know each other beforehand.

Ye Hao was not that greedy, and he expected to sell this painting for 3000 million yuan. As for his sudden demand for 5000 million yuan, he would have overestimated the value of this painting.

Therefore, Ye Hao said with a righteous face: "Jin Lao, if you are willing to pay 3000 million, this painting is yours."

Mr. Jin seemed to really like this painting, and trembling with excitement, he said, "Okay, that's great, Xiao Zhong hurry up and pay this gentleman."

Mr. Jin has been in the antique industry for so many years, and he must have some savings in his hands. 3000 million is not a particularly large number for him, and he can handle it with his strength.

As for the people around who are more or less envious of Ye Hao, this nima, who bought a painting for 30 yuan, can sell it for 3000 million yuan after changing hands. The eyesight of this appraiser is really not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Xiao Zhong is an assistant who has been with Jin Lao for many years. He is not only Jin Lao's assistant, but also Jin Lao's bodyguard, a retired special soldier, and a person who can fight ten people.

He is not worthy of the name of a high-level special soldier, and he is very decisive and agile in handling affairs. Soon, he transferred 3000 million yuan to Ye Hao's mobile bank account by calling the bank.

When Ye Hao received the information about the transfer to the account, he couldn't help but smiled at Mr. Jin and said, "Heh, Mr. Jin, you really are a cheerful person. Today this fan belongs to you."

After Ye Hao finished speaking, he handed the fan to Mr. Jin himself.

The people around were in an uproar.

This shit, it was an ordinary Republic of China fan, but it was sold for 3000 million after changing hands. Isn’t this shit too easy to make money?

Lan Yan raised her intestines and almost regretted it. She thought to herself, if she had listened to Ye Hao just now, wouldn't this 3000 million fan be hers?

It's just a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world. If there is a regret medicine, she must buy one and eat it.

After Ye Hao got the money, he turned around and looked at Zhou Yan, whose face had already turned into a pig's liver, and said with a sneer, "It's hard to chase after a gentleman's words. So many people have seen the bet and said that you will take off your clothes in public, take it off."

Zhou Yan was about to die of anger, my mother is a noble person, and you want to ask her to take off her clothes in public, you really can imagine.

Zhou Yan stood up, grabbed the bag on the chair, and said coldly: "Crazy, Shabi, I don't have time to play with you."

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Ye Hao was enduring just now, so he slapped Zhou Yan hard on the face with his backhand, and shouted: "Smelly woman, who are you calling Shabi? I think you are Shabi, and your whole family is Shabi. Compare."

Zhou Yan has always felt that she is quite noble. She was born with a golden spoon in her mouth, and now she has a boyfriend of a billionaire, and there are two female assistants under her hand who obey her and listen to her various things. How could she not be arrogant?

Zhou Yan has never been beaten before, even her billionaire boyfriend would not bear to hit her.

However, this Ye Hao, who in her eyes was just a stinking dick, dared to hit her.

Zhou Yan immediately gritted her teeth and shouted: "Shabi, you dare to hit me, you dare to hit me, my father, I don't want to hit me, but you even dare to hit me."

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Ye Hao slapped Zhou Yan's face twice again, and cursed: "There are things in life that no one teaches, why didn't your dad beat you? It's because your dad didn't beat you that you developed this You have such an arrogant and domineering character, today I will educate you on behalf of your father."

Zhou Yan's heart suddenly collapsed, she was too aggrieved and irritated, how could such a delicate lady like her bear it?
Zhou Yan squatted on the ground and burst into tears.

How can Zhang Yiwei see it, he is also Zhou Yan's boyfriend after all, Zhang Yiwei grabbed Ye Hao's collar and shouted angrily: "Stinky Shabi, you are looking for death."