first son-in-law

Chapter 88 Selling Paintings
Xu Ya and Xu Jinghai never thought that Jiang Fan could really let the Xu family live in Huanhai Villa!
The magnificent castle-like villa they are in now has slapped them hard in the face!

Seeing Xu Jinghai and Xu Ya's appearance, Xu Changqing couldn't bear it, so he wanted to stand up and smooth things over.

"Xu Yin, we are all a family. Even if we made a small fuss before, so what if we had some unpleasant troubles, so we shouldn't do things so badly, right?"

Xu Yin originally didn't want to break the skin with Xu Ya and the others, but Jiang Fan seemed determined and refused to let Xu Ya and the others live in.

"Small fights? Mr. Xu, what you said is really an understatement. Xu Ya is one of the chief culprits who burned down our Xu family!"

Xu Ya was so angry that she blushed and her neck was thick: "Jiang Fan, you fart!"

Jiang Fan sneered, stopped arguing too much with these people, and called the security guard directly.

"Get these two out of here!"

Xu Jinghai gave Jiang Fan a vicious look.

If he was dragged out by the security guards, he would lose face!
Xu Jinghai stomped his feet in anger, picked up his son, and returned to the car.

Before stepping on the gas pedal, Xu Jinghai did not forget to speak harshly to Jiang Fan.

"Jiang Fan, isn't it just a small villa around the sea? Who cares about your crap!"

Jiang Fan smiled sarcastically: "Walk slowly."

With Xu Jinghai and Xu Ya gone, Jiang Fan felt much more relieved, and said to Xu Changqing: "Master, there are three buildings in Huanhai Villa, and only the lowest one has been built so far, and this The building only allows the Xu family to stay temporarily for two months, and within these two months, the Xu family must choose a good address."

Xu Changqing was surprised to see that Jiang Fan regarded himself as the master of Huanhai Villa.

This Jiang Fan doesn't really have any tricks, does he?

But this idea quickly dissipated from Xu Changqing's mind.

If Jiang Fan really had some means, how could he be subservient to their Xu family.

Xu Changqing shook off his thoughts and began to direct people to carry the luggage.

Jiang Fan was also helping Xu Yin pack his things.

Xu Jianshan, Wang Mei and the two were also sweating profusely as they carried the luggage.

But Xu Jianshan worked in front of the computer desk all the year round, and Wang Mei devoted herself to the mahjong table. The two couldn't carry such a heavy thing, so they simply threw everything to Jiang Fan.

"Jiang Fan, hurry up and help us move our luggage in! Why are these things so heavy, it's exhausting!"

"Being able to live with us in Huanhai Villa is because you are honored by our daughter! If you dare to talk to Mr. Xu like that in the future, don't blame us for being rude to you!"

Seeing her parents like this, Xu Yin felt ashamed for them from the bottom of her heart.

"Mom and Dad, since it's your own thing, then take it yourself, there's no need to bother Jiang Fan."

Wang Mei cursed: "Is it because Jiang Fan gave you some ecstasy soup, and you still blame us as parents instead of helping this good-for-nothing son-in-law?"

"That's right, daughter, it's been a blessing for Jiang Fan to come to our Xu family to do chores and do housework in his ten lifetimes. Now it's just asking him to help with some things. What's wrong? What are you doing?" Well, protecting a waste like this, anyway, that's all he has to do!"

Xu Yin looked at Jiang Fan apologetically, but Jiang Fan just laughed it off: "My wife, it's okay, I'm strong, so I should help my parents get something."

Xu Jianshan and Wang Mei nodded in satisfaction.

But when they found out that Xu Yinjiangfan occupied the master bedroom with the best location in the whole building, they were unhappy again.

"Xu Yin, you have raised you for nothing, and you don't even know how to honor your parents! Shouldn't we sleep in the master bedroom?"

Xu Yin was a little helpless: "Mom and Dad, I've moved all my luggage in, and it's somewhat troublesome to move it out again, and it doesn't make much difference where I sleep. Why are you so fussy?"

Wang Mei glared at Xu Yin: "You call me fussy? You white-eyed wolf!"

Xu Yin sighed: "Forget it, Jiang Fan, let's move to the next door to sleep."

Wang Mei snorted, "That's about the same."

The two quickly moved into the master bedroom. Wang Mei lay down on the soft bed and let out a long sigh of relief.

As soon as she looked up, she saw the most conspicuous oil painting hanging in the bedroom.

"Hey, you said that in a place as rich as Huanhai Villa, these paintings, porcelains, etc. must be genuine?"

"Of course, they can handle billions of dollars in villas around the sea. Will you buy a goods with a discount on such a small thing?"

"makes sense……"

Wang Mei rolled her eyes, thinking about it.

That afternoon, Wang Mei took the painting out of her bedroom and went to the auction house to appraise the price.

The people in the auction house couldn't close their mouths in surprise when they saw this oil painting.

"This...is this the real work of Picasso?!"

Wang Mei didn't even have a high school diploma, so who knew about those painters, she said impatiently, "Don't give me any trouble, I'll just ask you how much this oil painting is worth at your auction house?"

The auctioneer carefully considered for a while.

"Probably, a..."

Wang Mei was overjoyed: "100 million?!"

The corner of the auctioneer's mouth twitched, what he just wanted to say was [-] million!

"It's not bad to sell for 100 million. Hurry up and make the deal. I'm going to take the money and leave. Tomorrow, I'm going to invite a rich lady I know well to my villa as a guest!"

Wang Mei talked about this for the sake of it. This is like giving their auction house a huge pie for nothing!How can the auctioneer not accept it?

"Ma'am, what you said is, please come here to go through the transaction procedures, so our final transaction price will be set at 100 million?"

Wang Mei didn't even look at the formalities, just signed on it, and then walked away with 100 million yuan, humming a ditty happily.

The auctioneer looked at Wang Mei's leaving back and almost couldn't straighten up laughing.

"Holy shit, there really is such a fool! I sold a painting worth 100 million yuan for [-] million yuan! This is a big profit!"

Early the next morning, the housekeeper of the Huanhai Villa came to report to Jiang Fan after he asked the servants to clean up and down the villa.

"Mr. Jiang, the Picasso oil painting in the master bedroom is missing."

Jiang Fan frowned, and went straight to Wang Mei and Xu Jianshan.

"Mom and Dad, where is the oil painting in your room?"

Wang Mei directly repudiated the debt: "I don't know."

The housekeeper dismantled Wang Mei in a timely manner: "I checked the surveillance in the corridor just now, and found that Mrs. Wang, you took this painting out of the villa, and the painting never came back after that."

Wang Mei raised her eyebrows: "A little housekeeper like you is also right to tell me what to do? So what if I took that painting? I have already sold it to the auction house! It's just such a broken painting, the auction house's A total of 100 million people paid out!"

The corner of the housekeeper's mouth twitched: "Mrs. Wang, that is an authentic Picasso, and the current market valuation is more than 100 million! You actually sold it for [-] million?!"

(End of this chapter)