Chapter 77
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"Mom, I'm coming."
Fang Heng with a happy face, carrying a big bag of things came to the ward, but saw the ward more than one person he did not want to see, can not help but face up again.
"Yo, what's your rich second generation doing here?" Fang Heng's strange way.
"Xiao Heng, don't be rude. He's here to see his mother." Fang Xuan gave a reprimand.
"If you don't pay attention to anything, you will either cheat or steal." Fang Heng turned his lips.
Fang Xuan is not happy, but she doesn't continue to scold him. After all, Fang Heng is her brother. She has no reason to help others to blame him.
Besides, Fang Xuan thinks that Wang Haoran is very bad.
However, she had no disgust for Wang Haoran and even wanted to be close to him.
This is a very contradictory psychology.
"Xiao Heng, this is your sister's friend. Don't be disrespectful to others, or I'll knock you on the head!"
Fang Xuan's mother was very grateful that he had just come out to teach the mother and son in the next bed, so she criticized her son discontentedly.
"Well, I'll be polite." Fang Hengxin reluctantly agreed, took an apple out of the bag and threw it to Wang Haoran.
"Please eat it!"
Wang Haoran took it easily, but he didn't eat it.
On the one hand, he doesn't like apples; on the other hand, the apples are not washed.
This is Fang hengnima. He's trying to do something.
If it wasn't for the purpose of collecting wool, Wang Haoran wanted to throw the apple back, and directly hit Fang Heng's face askew.
But after thinking about it, Wang Haoran still didn't do it.
Let the boy be proud first. When the wool is finished, he will suffer.
"Xiaoheng, this apple hasn't been washed. How can you give it to the guests?" Fang Xuan's mother gave a sharp rebuke.
"Hey, he is such a rich second generation, how can he like to eat apple, which is the common people's food, and he won't eat it even if he washes it. Why do you do so much?" Fang Heng's words are ironic.
Fang Xuan's mother's face turned pale and she wanted to blame again, but Fang Heng took the lead and changed the subject
"What about the annoying mother and son in the next bed?"
"I've been driven away. I think I've changed beds. I won't live here in the future." Fang Xuan said.
"What's the matter?" Fang Heng asked.
Fang Xuan tells Fang Heng what she heard from her mother.
Fang Heng a listen, not only did not appreciate, on the contrary is some angry looked at Wang Haoran.
He was ready to teach the mother and son what they had suffered for a long time.
Which wants to be driven away by the eventful Wang Haoran.
Fang Heng was very depressed.
"You are so kind to my family for no reason. I think you want to pursue my sister?" Fang Heng stares at Wang Haoran.
"After your sister? You think too much. " Wang Haoran smiles.
Is Fang Xuan still in pursuit? The sheets have been rolled twice, and I want to fart.
"Pretending is not to pursue my sister. Why are you so kind to my family?" Fang Heng didn't believe it and despised it
"Don't think you've got some bad money, just think you're great. I have money, too."
With that, he took out a half meter long scroll he had with him and said, "do you see this thing? Someone asked for four million yuan, but I didn't sell it! "
Hearing this, Fang Xuan's heart moved.
Four million? This must be the nursery Wang Haoran is looking for!
My brother is so stupid. Why don't you sell it?
"What is this?" Wang Haoran pretended to be surprised.
"The horse drinking map of Zhao Mengfu, but you certainly don't know. Maybe you don't even know who Zhao Mengfu is." Fang Heng's words are ironic.
The reason why he didn't sell this ancient painting was that Fang Heng wanted to take it to hit the mother and son's face in the bed next door.
The aunt in the bed next door is always showing off her son's annual salary.
If you go to Guhe street and pick up a painting, you can make his son work for several years.
They must be able to make a thunderbolt in the face.
It's just a pity that Wang Haoran drove people away.
One side.
Fang Xuan just feels so humiliated.
She knows her younger brother best. She didn't study seriously in middle school, and her grades were mediocre. After reading a few antique books recently, she felt that she was a character.
It's stupid.
In her opinion, if Wang Haoran didn't find a nursery, it would be difficult to sell the broken painting for dozens of yuan.
"I've heard of Zhao Mengfu, a famous painter, calligrapher and poet from the end of the Southern Song Dynasty to the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty. He was called the crown of the Yuan people and created a new style of painting in the Yuan Dynasty. He joined Ouyang, Yan and Liu and became the four Masters of regular script." Wang Haoran came slowly.
As a student bully, there is still a reserve of knowledge.
Fang Heng was stunned.
He only learned by the golden finger that this is the horse drinking map of Zhao Mengfu. He didn't know much about Zhao Mengfu.
"I didn't expect you to know that. That's good." Fang Heng, a senior self appraiser, commented on Wang Haoran.
"Xiaoheng, can this painting really sell for so much money?"
Fang Xuan's mother asked in disbelief.
"It's true Fang Heng used a firm voice
"Last time I sold an antique worth 5 million yuan, but I can tell you that this is my second treasure. Someone asked for 4 million yuan. Your son, I have extraordinary talent for treasure identification. In the future, our family will definitely live a rich life!"
"What's more, I've paid someone to go all over the country to find the kidney source. After finding the kidney source, mom, your illness will be cured."
"You can rest assured that you will be cured and enjoy happiness."
"Xiaoxuan, is that true?" Fang Xuan's mother couldn't believe it, so she asked Fang Xuan.
"Mom, it's true that our family has a lot of money. We will never worry about money again." Fang Xuan's tone is firm.
There is no lack of money at home. Half of the 10 million Yuan Wang Haoran promised has reached Fang Heng.
"Great, great... My son is promising." Fang Xuan's mother was so excited that she burst into tears.
Fang Heng felt the incomparable glory.
Wang Haoran watched silently for a while, and suddenly said:
"I'm very interested in collecting paintings. Do you sell the horse drinking paintings?"
"I didn't sell the 4 million bid. How much can you offer?" Fang Heng asked.
"Five million, if you like, I can pay you now." Wang Haoran's clean and agile way.
"Good, deal!" Fang Heng doesn't have ink either.
He has inquired about it for a long time. This horse drinking map can be sold on the market for 4.5 million to 4.8 million yuan at most.
Wang Haoran's bid of 5 million is already very high.
Although Fang Heng hates each other, he won't get along with money.
Wang Haoran immediately started to operate on the bank software, and soon a 24-hour dedicated customer manager called to confirm the transfer.
In less than ten minutes, five million yuan was successfully paid to Fang Heng's account.
Seeing this, Fang Xuan was relieved.
Wang Haoran was sure to be trustworthy. He said that 10 million yuan is not a little.
[Ding, the host manipulates behind the scenes, causing the protagonist Fang Heng to show off his failure to the heroine Fang Xuan after earning a second pot of gold, and gain 200 villain points!]
"It's yours." Fang Heng handed out the scroll.
Wang Haoran didn't answer, but let the driver do it for him.
From beginning to end, he didn't even open the scroll to have a look.
Fang Heng was very surprised.
However, Fang Xuan is not surprised at all.
Wang Haoran just wanted to give money in this way. The painting was not important at all.
Of course, I don't need to see it.
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"Mom, I'm coming."
Fang Heng with a happy face, carrying a big bag of things came to the ward, but saw the ward more than one person he did not want to see, can not help but face up again.
"Yo, what's your rich second generation doing here?" Fang Heng's strange way.
"Xiao Heng, don't be rude. He's here to see his mother." Fang Xuan gave a reprimand.
"If you don't pay attention to anything, you will either cheat or steal." Fang Heng turned his lips.
Fang Xuan is not happy, but she doesn't continue to scold him. After all, Fang Heng is her brother. She has no reason to help others to blame him.
Besides, Fang Xuan thinks that Wang Haoran is very bad.
However, she had no disgust for Wang Haoran and even wanted to be close to him.
This is a very contradictory psychology.
"Xiao Heng, this is your sister's friend. Don't be disrespectful to others, or I'll knock you on the head!"
Fang Xuan's mother was very grateful that he had just come out to teach the mother and son in the next bed, so she criticized her son discontentedly.
"Well, I'll be polite." Fang Hengxin reluctantly agreed, took an apple out of the bag and threw it to Wang Haoran.
"Please eat it!"
Wang Haoran took it easily, but he didn't eat it.
On the one hand, he doesn't like apples; on the other hand, the apples are not washed.
This is Fang hengnima. He's trying to do something.
If it wasn't for the purpose of collecting wool, Wang Haoran wanted to throw the apple back, and directly hit Fang Heng's face askew.
But after thinking about it, Wang Haoran still didn't do it.
Let the boy be proud first. When the wool is finished, he will suffer.
"Xiaoheng, this apple hasn't been washed. How can you give it to the guests?" Fang Xuan's mother gave a sharp rebuke.
"Hey, he is such a rich second generation, how can he like to eat apple, which is the common people's food, and he won't eat it even if he washes it. Why do you do so much?" Fang Heng's words are ironic.
Fang Xuan's mother's face turned pale and she wanted to blame again, but Fang Heng took the lead and changed the subject
"What about the annoying mother and son in the next bed?"
"I've been driven away. I think I've changed beds. I won't live here in the future." Fang Xuan said.
"What's the matter?" Fang Heng asked.
Fang Xuan tells Fang Heng what she heard from her mother.
Fang Heng a listen, not only did not appreciate, on the contrary is some angry looked at Wang Haoran.
He was ready to teach the mother and son what they had suffered for a long time.
Which wants to be driven away by the eventful Wang Haoran.
Fang Heng was very depressed.
"You are so kind to my family for no reason. I think you want to pursue my sister?" Fang Heng stares at Wang Haoran.
"After your sister? You think too much. " Wang Haoran smiles.
Is Fang Xuan still in pursuit? The sheets have been rolled twice, and I want to fart.
"Pretending is not to pursue my sister. Why are you so kind to my family?" Fang Heng didn't believe it and despised it
"Don't think you've got some bad money, just think you're great. I have money, too."
With that, he took out a half meter long scroll he had with him and said, "do you see this thing? Someone asked for four million yuan, but I didn't sell it! "
Hearing this, Fang Xuan's heart moved.
Four million? This must be the nursery Wang Haoran is looking for!
My brother is so stupid. Why don't you sell it?
"What is this?" Wang Haoran pretended to be surprised.
"The horse drinking map of Zhao Mengfu, but you certainly don't know. Maybe you don't even know who Zhao Mengfu is." Fang Heng's words are ironic.
The reason why he didn't sell this ancient painting was that Fang Heng wanted to take it to hit the mother and son's face in the bed next door.
The aunt in the bed next door is always showing off her son's annual salary.
If you go to Guhe street and pick up a painting, you can make his son work for several years.
They must be able to make a thunderbolt in the face.
It's just a pity that Wang Haoran drove people away.
One side.
Fang Xuan just feels so humiliated.
She knows her younger brother best. She didn't study seriously in middle school, and her grades were mediocre. After reading a few antique books recently, she felt that she was a character.
It's stupid.
In her opinion, if Wang Haoran didn't find a nursery, it would be difficult to sell the broken painting for dozens of yuan.
"I've heard of Zhao Mengfu, a famous painter, calligrapher and poet from the end of the Southern Song Dynasty to the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty. He was called the crown of the Yuan people and created a new style of painting in the Yuan Dynasty. He joined Ouyang, Yan and Liu and became the four Masters of regular script." Wang Haoran came slowly.
As a student bully, there is still a reserve of knowledge.
Fang Heng was stunned.
He only learned by the golden finger that this is the horse drinking map of Zhao Mengfu. He didn't know much about Zhao Mengfu.
"I didn't expect you to know that. That's good." Fang Heng, a senior self appraiser, commented on Wang Haoran.
"Xiaoheng, can this painting really sell for so much money?"
Fang Xuan's mother asked in disbelief.
"It's true Fang Heng used a firm voice
"Last time I sold an antique worth 5 million yuan, but I can tell you that this is my second treasure. Someone asked for 4 million yuan. Your son, I have extraordinary talent for treasure identification. In the future, our family will definitely live a rich life!"
"What's more, I've paid someone to go all over the country to find the kidney source. After finding the kidney source, mom, your illness will be cured."
"You can rest assured that you will be cured and enjoy happiness."
"Xiaoxuan, is that true?" Fang Xuan's mother couldn't believe it, so she asked Fang Xuan.
"Mom, it's true that our family has a lot of money. We will never worry about money again." Fang Xuan's tone is firm.
There is no lack of money at home. Half of the 10 million Yuan Wang Haoran promised has reached Fang Heng.
"Great, great... My son is promising." Fang Xuan's mother was so excited that she burst into tears.
Fang Heng felt the incomparable glory.
Wang Haoran watched silently for a while, and suddenly said:
"I'm very interested in collecting paintings. Do you sell the horse drinking paintings?"
"I didn't sell the 4 million bid. How much can you offer?" Fang Heng asked.
"Five million, if you like, I can pay you now." Wang Haoran's clean and agile way.
"Good, deal!" Fang Heng doesn't have ink either.
He has inquired about it for a long time. This horse drinking map can be sold on the market for 4.5 million to 4.8 million yuan at most.
Wang Haoran's bid of 5 million is already very high.
Although Fang Heng hates each other, he won't get along with money.
Wang Haoran immediately started to operate on the bank software, and soon a 24-hour dedicated customer manager called to confirm the transfer.
In less than ten minutes, five million yuan was successfully paid to Fang Heng's account.
Seeing this, Fang Xuan was relieved.
Wang Haoran was sure to be trustworthy. He said that 10 million yuan is not a little.
[Ding, the host manipulates behind the scenes, causing the protagonist Fang Heng to show off his failure to the heroine Fang Xuan after earning a second pot of gold, and gain 200 villain points!]
"It's yours." Fang Heng handed out the scroll.
Wang Haoran didn't answer, but let the driver do it for him.
From beginning to end, he didn't even open the scroll to have a look.
Fang Heng was very surprised.
However, Fang Xuan is not surprised at all.
Wang Haoran just wanted to give money in this way. The painting was not important at all.
Of course, I don't need to see it.
"Mom, I'm coming."Fang Heng with a happy face, carrying a big bag of things came to the ward, but saw the ward more than one person he did not want to see, can not help but face up again."Yo, what's your rich second generation doing here?" Fang Heng's strange way."Xiao Heng, don't be rude. He's here to see his mother." Fang Xuan gave a reprimand."If you don't pay attention to anything, you will either cheat or steal." Fang Heng turned his lips.Fang Xuan is not happy, but she doesn't continue to scold him. After all, Fang Heng is her brother. She has no reason to help others to blame him.Besides, Fang Xuan thinks that Wang Haoran is very bad.However, she had no disgust for Wang Haoran and even wanted to be close to him.This is a very contradictory psychology."Xiao Heng, this is your sister's friend. Don't be disrespectful to others, or I'll knock you on the head!"Fang Xuan's mother was very grateful that he had just come out to teach the mother and son in the next bed, so she criticized her son discontentedly."Well, I'll be polite." Fang Hengxin reluctantly agreed, took an apple out of the bag and threw it to Wang Haoran."Please eat it!"Wang Haoran took it easily, but he didn't eat it.On the one hand, he doesn't like apples; on the other hand, the apples are not washed.This is Fang hengnima. He's trying to do something.If it wasn't for the purpose of collecting wool, Wang Haoran wanted to throw the apple back, and directly hit Fang Heng's face askew.But after thinking about it, Wang Haoran still didn't do it.Let the boy be proud first. When the wool is finished, he will suffer."Xiaoheng, this apple hasn't been washed. How can you give it to the guests?" Fang Xuan's mother gave a sharp rebuke."Hey, he is such a rich second generation, how can he like to eat apple, which is the common people's food, and he won't eat it even if he washes it. Why do you do so much?" Fang Heng's words are ironic.Fang Xuan's mother's face turned pale and she wanted to blame again, but Fang Heng took the lead and changed the subject"What about the annoying mother and son in the next bed?""I've been driven away. I think I've changed beds. I won't live here in the future." Fang Xuan said."What's the matter?" Fang Heng asked.Fang Xuan tells Fang Heng what she heard from her mother.Fang Heng a listen, not only did not appreciate, on the contrary is some angry looked at Wang Haoran.He was ready to teach the mother and son what they had suffered for a long time.Which wants to be driven away by the eventful Wang Haoran.Fang Heng was very depressed."You are so kind to my family for no reason. I think you want to pursue my sister?" Fang Heng stares at Wang Haoran."After your sister? You think too much. " Wang Haoran smiles.Is Fang Xuan still in pursuit? The sheets have been rolled twice, and I want to fart."Pretending is not to pursue my sister. Why are you so kind to my family?" Fang Heng didn't believe it and despised it"Don't think you've got some bad money, just think you're great. I have money, too."With that, he took out a half meter long scroll he had with him and said, "do you see this thing? Someone asked for four million yuan, but I didn't sell it! "Hearing this, Fang Xuan's heart moved.Four million? This must be the nursery Wang Haoran is looking for!My brother is so stupid. Why don't you sell it?"What is this?" Wang Haoran pretended to be surprised."The horse drinking map of Zhao Mengfu, but you certainly don't know. Maybe you don't even know who Zhao Mengfu is." Fang Heng's words are ironic.The reason why he didn't sell this ancient painting was that Fang Heng wanted to take it to hit the mother and son's face in the bed next door.The aunt in the bed next door is always showing off her son's annual salary.If you go to Guhe street and pick up a painting, you can make his son work for several years.They must be able to make a thunderbolt in the face.It's just a pity that Wang Haoran drove people away.One side.Fang Xuan just feels so humiliated.She knows her younger brother best. She didn't study seriously in middle school, and her grades were mediocre. After reading a few antique books recently, she felt that she was a character.It's stupid.In her opinion, if Wang Haoran didn't find a nursery, it would be difficult to sell the broken painting for dozens of yuan."I've heard of Zhao Mengfu, a famous painter, calligrapher and poet from the end of the Southern Song Dynasty to the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty. He was called the crown of the Yuan people and created a new style of painting in the Yuan Dynasty. He joined Ouyang, Yan and Liu and became the four Masters of regular script." Wang Haoran came slowly.As a student bully, there is still a reserve of knowledge.Fang Heng was stunned.He only learned by the golden finger that this is the horse drinking map of Zhao Mengfu. He didn't know much about Zhao Mengfu."I didn't expect you to know that. That's good." Fang Heng, a senior self appraiser, commented on Wang Haoran."Xiaoheng, can this painting really sell for so much money?"Fang Xuan's mother asked in disbelief."It's true Fang Heng used a firm voice"Last time I sold an antique worth 5 million yuan, but I can tell you that this is my second treasure. Someone asked for 4 million yuan. Your son, I have extraordinary talent for treasure identification. In the future, our family will definitely live a rich life!""What's more, I've paid someone to go all over the country to find the kidney source. After finding the kidney source, mom, your illness will be cured.""You can rest assured that you will be cured and enjoy happiness.""Xiaoxuan, is that true?" Fang Xuan's mother couldn't believe it, so she asked Fang Xuan."Mom, it's true that our family has a lot of money. We will never worry about money again." Fang Xuan's tone is firm.There is no lack of money at home. Half of the 10 million Yuan Wang Haoran promised has reached Fang Heng."Great, great... My son is promising." Fang Xuan's mother was so excited that she burst into tears.Fang Heng felt the incomparable glory.Wang Haoran watched silently for a while, and suddenly said:"I'm very interested in collecting paintings. Do you sell the horse drinking paintings?""I didn't sell the 4 million bid. How much can you offer?" Fang Heng asked."Five million, if you like, I can pay you now." Wang Haoran's clean and agile way."Good, deal!" Fang Heng doesn't have ink either.He has inquired about it for a long time. This horse drinking map can be sold on the market for 4.5 million to 4.8 million yuan at most.Wang Haoran's bid of 5 million is already very high.Although Fang Heng hates each other, he won't get along with money.Wang Haoran immediately started to operate on the bank software, and soon a 24-hour dedicated customer manager called to confirm the transfer.In less than ten minutes, five million yuan was successfully paid to Fang Heng's account.Seeing this, Fang Xuan was relieved.Wang Haoran was sure to be trustworthy. He said that 10 million yuan is not a little.Ding, the host manipulates behind the scenes, causing the protagonist Fang Heng to show off his failure to the heroine Fang Xuan after earning a second pot of gold, and gain 200 villain points!"It's yours." Fang Heng handed out the scroll.Wang Haoran didn't answer, but let the driver do it for him.From beginning to end, he didn't even open the scroll to have a look.Fang Heng was very surprised.However, Fang Xuan is not surprised at all.Wang Haoran just wanted to give money in this way. The painting was not important at all.Of course, I don't need to see it.
