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Chu Yang came back to the capital this time because he wanted to cooperate in the Olympic venue construction project.

So he understood better what the consequences would be if he lost the bet with Ye Hao.

This is also the reason why Yang Xueyi said that Chu Yang was more afraid of losing.

"You are right, I am indeed more afraid of losing than Ye Hao, so I will never lose."

Chu Yang said calmly.

Everyone got in the car and rushed towards the Yang family.

Yao Zhijun looked at Chu Yang's back with a hint of disdain on his face.

"A country bumpkin from a remote country who knows nothing about antiques is fooling Mr. Yang with words worth thousands of dollars. I think you are getting impatient."

He also felt that Chu Yang and Ye Haobi had no chance of winning.

In fact, he didn't know what he would miss.

The four people from Chu Yang quickly arrived at the Yang family's residence.

The Yang family's house is actually not a villa, but a real house.

It's like the prince's mansion in the TV series of the Qing Dynasty.

"After the liberation of the country, because of my grandfather's military exploits, the country rewarded my grandfather with a prince's mansion in the former Qing Dynasty."

Yang Xueyi said with a smile on her face.

"Yes, this is very capital city."

Chu Yang nodded and said.

Rich families in other places all live in villas and courtyards.

Only these big guys in the capital live in the mansion.

This is a phenomenon unique to the capital.

This also strengthened Chu Yang's idea of ​​buying a courtyard house in the capital.

At this time, the courtyard houses in the capital were selling for about 50 yuan at most.

And 20 years later, the price of a square meter of courtyard houses in Beijing has reached 30.

It has even reached the point where it has a price but no market.

So he quickly bought a set while it was still cheap, and he would definitely make a lot of money.

When everyone walked into the gate, what they saw was a huge courtyard.

The whole courtyard is magnificent, graceful and luxurious, and the gardens are clustered and exquisite.

The backyard is full of roses and treasures.

There is a pool where Qinfang River meets and flows out of the Grand View Garden.

There is a white stone road across the Qinfang River leading to the other side.

After passing through the courtyard, we arrived at the main house.

I saw eight large pillars standing on both sides of the main room.

These big pillars are called Panlong Golden Pillars.

A vigorous golden dragon is coiled around each large pillar, looking up to the top of the palace.

It's quite impressive.

Chu Yang also sighed in his heart.

With his current status, he has seen countless mansions.

But compared with the house in front of me, it's nothing short of amazing.

Even Zhou Tianlin's villa is still inferior compared to this place.

Because the difference between those mansions and villas is the historical heritage.

Compared with here.

Rich people who live in villas are simply nouveau riche.

Yang Xueyi took Chu Yang all the way to Mr. Yang's study.

I saw an old man with gray hair but good spirits sitting there.

Although this old man looks to be over 90 years old.

But he still had a strong aura sitting there.

This is the powerful aura contained in being in a high position for a long time, which makes people feel depressed and dare not look directly.

This old man is Yang Ting'en, Yang Xueyi's grandfather.

This is a ruthless character who has survived life and death on the battlefield.

So even though he is over 90 years old, no one dares to underestimate him.

Next to Yang Ting'en, sat a middle-aged man in his 50s.

This middle-aged man looks very similar to Yang Ting'en.

Sitting there, he was also very imposing.

However, his momentum is much weaker than that of Yang Ting'en.

This middle-aged man is naturally Yang Xueyi's father, Yang De, the head of the Yang family.

In addition to these two people, Ye Hao has also arrived here.

Ye Hao saw Chu Yang, and a sneer suddenly appeared on his face.

"Grandpa, dad, this is Chu Yang."

Yang Xueyi pointed at Chu Yang and said.

"Hello, Mr. Yang, Uncle Yang, I'm Chu Yang."

Chu Yang walked forward and greeted with a smile on his face.

"I'm old, so I always call you by your first name."

Yang Ting'en said slowly.

"You are the elder, this is what you should do."

Chu Yang said immediately.

"Chu Yang, I've heard about what you did in the Magic City. You are very good."

Yang Ting'en said slowly.

When Ye Hao heard this, his face suddenly turned ugly.

Everything Chu Yang did in the Magic City was accomplished by stepping on him.

If Yang Ting'en brings it up now, isn't this a slap in the face?

However, the other party is highly respected, and it can be said that no one among the aristocratic families in the capital dares to offend him.

So no matter how uncomfortable he felt, he could only endure it.

"The old man deserves the award, it's just good luck."

Chu Yang said modestly.

"Young people, don't be too self-effacing. At our level, we no longer believe in luck, we only believe in strength."

Yang Ting'en said slowly.

He originally wanted to ask Chu Yang about making 100 billion.

But now that Ye Hao was here, it was naturally difficult to ask about this matter.

So he looked at Ye Hao and asked: "Xiao Hao, are you free to come over today? Do you have anything to do with me?"

"Grandpa Yang, I just got a piece of Wang Xizhi's "Seventeen Posts" today. Don't you like Wang Xizhi's calligraphy the most? So I bought it directly and came here to honor you."

Ye Hao said with a smile on his face.

"Oh? Really? Then take it out quickly and let me take a look."

When Yang Ting'en heard this, he immediately said impatiently.

Ye Hao did not dare to delay and immediately took out the painting and spread it on the table beside him.

Yang Ting'en put on his reading glasses and looked carefully.

After looking at it for more than ten minutes, he finally raised his head: "It is indeed Wang Xizhi's original work, Xiao Hao! You must have spent a lot of money on this calligraphy."

"Grandpa Yang, this painting is only 8000 million, just a small amount of money, as long as you like it."

Ye Hao said with a smile on his face.

"You have a heart."

Yang Ting'en said with satisfaction.

When Yang Xueyi saw this, her face suddenly became a little ugly.

If Yang Ting'en really had a great impression of Ye Hao because of this calligraphy, it would be a disaster for her.

"Old man, don't be deceived by him. This calligraphy is a fake and is worth 8000 yuan."

Chu Yang's voice suddenly came over.

"Hillbilly, you know what antiques are, but you're just talking nonsense here."

Ye Hao's expression changed and he stared at Chu Yang gloomily.

"Chu Yang, are you questioning my father's appraisal level?"

Yang Dexin also asked with an unhappy face.

"That's right, Grandpa Yang is a well-known antique appraisal expert. You are trying to do something in front of him like this."

Ye Hao immediately agreed.

"Dad, Chu Yang doesn't mean this."

Yang Xueyi immediately defended Chu Yang.

"Xueyi, stop defending him. A country bumpkin like him can only try to please the public. Uncle Shen, you should drive him out of the capital and prevent him from ever setting foot in the capital again."

Ye Hao said with a sneer on his face.

"Ye Hao, shut up. It's not your turn to intervene in the Yang family's affairs."

Yang Xueyi glared at Ye Hao with anger on her face.

"Okay, stop arguing."

Yang Ting'en's plain voice rang out.