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Chapter 197 Philanthropy
Zhou Qingya frowned and went to the backyard. Ding Hu dragged the young man to enter through the side door. There were still guests in the Dianjin Drum Tower, so if people saw this scene, there might be some rumors.

There was still Ding Hu's painting on the table in the living room. The boy turned pale as soon as he came in, obviously remembering the deeds he had done.

"Brother, this matter has nothing to do with me!"

"You explain it now, don't you think it's a bit late? What about your provocative vigor just now! Huh?" Ding Hu squeezed the boy's chin with his big hand, wishing he could crush it.

"What's your name?" Chen Bufei sat on a chair drinking tea calmly, without even looking up at the boy.

Ding Hu didn't know when Chen Bufei had changed into this calm appearance, or from the very beginning, Chen Bufei had always been like this.

Ding Hu suddenly felt a surge of heat in his heart, Chen Bufei is a person who can do great things.

"Little, little K."

"Master K, you're not telling the truth, are you?" Ding Hu threatened with a frown, and little K shrank his neck.

"My real name is Little K."

Chen Bufei got up and walked towards the painting. Xiao K was at a loss. He came out to mix with the society when he was very young, and he knew and understood what kind of people are not easy to mess with.

"Uncover one painting, uncover three floors, and sell three. Whose subordinate are you, little brother?" Such a professional technique was not done by a young man himself.

"Brother, I also got this painting from someone else. I don't know these things. If people say it's true, it's true."

While talking, Li Hua stood at the door and looked at the boy, she suddenly walked over with a sneer.

Li Hua has experienced this kind of training, she can easily tell whether this person is lying, Li Hua rushed over and pinched Little K's wrist, only heard a click.

"Goddess!" Ding Hu was stunned. Her goddess broke his wrist so quickly?

Little K reacted with a sore throat, tears and sweat flowed down his head in pain, "It hurts, hurts, hurts"

"Who?"

"Chen Chen Chen" the boy said a few unspeakable words, and Li Hua's movements were not light at all.

In her eyes, of course she was showing mercy. Zhou Qingya saw this scene as soon as she came in, and frowned and said, "Lihua, it's been so long, why can't you bear it?"

Seeing this kind of thing, Lihua is like a wild wolf seeing a weak prey, how could it bear it.Zhou Qingya took the medicine box and put it down to clean up Little K's wound.

"Oh, this little face is in vain, why did you offend them?" Zhou Qingya was very reassured about Chen Bufei, and usually he would never take the initiative to provoke anyone.

"Heh, I cheated my father out of 200 million."

"Brother, can't I return it to you? Hiss... it hurts!" Zhou Qingya hit hard when she heard his words.

"Honey, can we take it easy?"

"200 million? Boy, you deserve it!" Zhou Qingya clicked her tongue, and her hands became more vigorous.

Little K wailed incessantly.

Chen Bufei heard that familiar word from his mouth, he only knew a little bit about the forgery of calligraphy and painting, although he knew the generality of the forgery, if he really intervened in this matter, it would not be that simple.

The reason why the Chen family has survived for so many years is because of their superb skills. Looking at the painting on the table now, Ding Hu can't be blamed for not being able to see it.

Little K probably didn't lie, Chen Bufei asked back, "Are you working for the Chen family?"

"I'm just an errand mover. I accidentally picked up a fallen painting in the warehouse last time. I couldn't hold back my fascination for a while."

"Fuck, you stole it!" Ding Hu rushed forward as soon as he took the cigarette away.

But before he could get close to Little K, he was stopped by Zhou Qingya, "Okay, if you hit him on this face again, he will be ruined."

"It's not Miss Ya, you can't just look at your face."

Zhou Qingya simply cleaned up Little K's wound, "I didn't look at the face."

Zhou Qingya got up and met Chen Bufei's gaze, the two were equally silent, and Ding Hu didn't understand what the two of them wanted to do.

"What does Chen Hua want to do next?"

Hearing Chen Bufei's question, Little K said disdainfully, "How could someone like me know what Boss Chen wants to do?"

Chen Bufei glanced at Lihua, lowered his head and took out a cigarette, "Really?"

Lihua put her hands on Little K's shoulders, and with a little force, Little K even called out to her mother, "You are my mother, beauty, it hurts! Let me tell you."

"I'm really a fringe worker in the Chen family, but I recently heard that they seem to have some kind of charity party, and they're going to hold an auction of calligraphy and painting."

Li Hua let go of her hand. Little K was really afraid of these people, and started torturing him whenever they disagreed. Little K's whole face was distorted, and the bruises were a bit shocking.

"address."

"How the hell do I know!" Little K said angrily, meeting Shang Lihua's cold eyes, Little K was instantly cowardly.

"I don't know where it is, but I can go and investigate." Little K tentatively looked at Ding Hu.

"What, Brother Hu, can our money be used as service fees?"

"Do you consider yourself a fund manager? Your labor fee is calculated by the minute?"

Chen Bufei took the opportunity to look at Little K, he didn't just want money, on the contrary, there was something different about this boy, he was smart, it wasn't that simple.

"No, I'm fighting with my life. If Sister Hua finds out, I won't be sure how I will die." Little K was heartbroken, "Otherwise, you will finish me now."

"Not at all." Chen Bufei glanced at Ding Hu casually, "I paid back the money for him, but you are more than just asking for the address."

Little K's back turned cold when Chen Bufei stared at him, "What else do I need to do?"

Half an hour later, Little K finally came out of the Golden Drum Tower. He lowered his head and walked in a muffled voice, as if he was afraid of being recognized.

"Brother Fei, why do you trust that kid so much?"

"I don't believe it." Chen Bufei pondered how to learn more about calligraphy and painting. There are really very few calligraphy and painting in Nanfeng Ancient City. Since a long time ago, the entire market has been occupied by the Chen family.

True or false, as long as the Chen family speaks, the truth is also false, and the false is also true.

Chen Bufei reckoned that the charity party this time might be the same routine, Chen Bufei took a sip of tea lightly, "The days of Chen Hua covering the world of calligraphy and painting with one hand are coming to an end."

"Ding Hu, let's go to Master Bao's in the afternoon."

"Sure, I'll pick a gift."

This is the rule set by Chen Bufei. Every time you go to Master Bao, you must bring a gift. The gift should not be light, and it is arranged by Ding Hu every time. Naturally, this time is no exception, and it still fell on Ding Hu. .

(End of this chapter)