"Okay." Mr. Shi nodded and agreed without much thought.

But just as he finished speaking, a cold voice sounded again: "No, I'll pay 600 million, sell it to me!"

Hearing this, Lin Zifeng looked back and found that the speaker was none other than the cold and charming imperial sister Zi Lengyou.

Zi Lengyou still looked cold, as if nothing could affect his mood.

Lin Zifeng was a little surprised, because according to Su Waner, Zi Lengyou's company only had a market value of more than a billion.

But now Zi Lengyou took out 600 million in one go and wanted to compete for this Tang Bohu's spring scene in the south of the Yangtze River.

It can be seen from here that Zi Lengyou may not be as simple as it seems on the surface.

At least, it would be difficult for someone with a company with a market capitalization of only one billion to spend 600 million to buy antiques.

At this time, Mr. Shi also looked at Zi Lengyou. He frowned slightly and said, "Girl, I'm afraid this is not appropriate."

"There is nothing inappropriate. The painting belongs to Mr. Lin. Everyone can pay the price. As for who he sells to in the future, Mr. Lin should have the final say."

As soon as Zi Lengyou said these words, Shi Lao's face turned a little ugly. He gritted his teeth and said, "Six hundred and fifty million."

Zi Lengyou didn't change his expression and said coldly: "Eight hundred million."

Shi Lao's pupils shrank and he stared at Zi Lengyou, "Girl, are you trying to feel sorry for our Wanbaoxuan?"

"No, I just prefer Tang Bohu's paintings." Zi Leng said indifferently.

"Eight hundred and fifty million." Mr. Shi increased the price again, and he felt quite bitter in his heart. Such a store-level ancient painting should originally belong to their Wanbaoxuan.

As a result, it has been sold now, and I can't even buy it back after spending a lot of money. This is the most annoying thing.

"One billion."

Zi Lengyou increased the price again. As Zi Lengyou said these words, Mr. Shi sighed heavily.

He took a breath and looked at Lin Zifeng:

"Mr. Lin, you decide, our Wanbaoxuan's highest bid is 900 million."

Lin Zifeng looked at Mr. Shi and said with a smile: "Of course, the one with the highest price will get it."

Shi Lao was not surprised. Zi Lengyou, who had always been indifferent, had a rare faint smile on his face.

"Director Fang, please transfer 100 million to Young Master Lin. We, Wanbaoxuan, have set our sights on you, so we must keep our word." Mr. Shi said helplessly.

He was even blushing now. Rather than say it was Wanbaoxuan who punched him in the eye, it would be better to say that it was him, Shi Lao, who punched him in the eye.

Because this Spring Scenery in the South of the Yangtze River was appraised by his hand, it was Shi Lao who said that this Spring Scenery in the South of the Yangtze River was just an imitation.

Now that something like this has happened, he cannot escape the blame.

After getting 100 million from Wanbaoxuan, Lin Zifeng came to Zi Lengyou again.

Although Zi Lengyou is only twenty-five years old, she still displays the sexy charm of a royal sister to the fullest.

Coupled with the uneven shape of Zi Lengyou, she has a perfect figure and is definitely a harvester for men.

"Master Lin, if you want to give me a discount, I can take good care of you tonight."

Zi Lengyou changed her previous indifference and exhaled in Lin Zifeng's ear like a blue breath.

Su Wan'er is an earth-level warrior with outstanding hearing. When she heard this, her face turned green. She immediately rushed up, took Lin Zifeng's arm and said:

"Do you want to buy it? If not, we will sell it to Wanbaoxuan."

Zi Lengyou glanced at Su Wan'er, then gave Lin Zifeng a wink, and said with a smile: "Buy, of course, I will transfer the money right away."

With that said, Zi Lengyou transferred one billion to Lin Zifeng and completed the transaction.

After the transaction was completed, Zi Lengyou stuffed a business card into Lin Zifeng's trouser pocket and said with a chuckle: "Sir, it has the slave's phone number on it, you know."

After saying this, Zi Lengyou glanced at Su Wan'er provocatively, then turned around and left with the painting. "Okay." Mr. Shi nodded and agreed without much thought.

But just as he finished speaking, a cold voice sounded again: "No, I'll pay 600 million, sell it to me!"

Hearing this, Lin Zifeng looked back and found that the speaker was none other than the cold and charming imperial sister Zi Lengyou.

Zi Lengyou still looked cold, as if nothing could affect his mood.

Lin Zifeng was a little surprised, because according to Su Waner, Zi Lengyou's company only had a market value of more than a billion.

But now Zi Lengyou took out 600 million in one go and wanted to compete for this Tang Bohu's spring scene in the south of the Yangtze River.

It can be seen from here that Zi Lengyou may not be as simple as it seems on the surface.

At least, it would be difficult for someone with a company with a market capitalization of only one billion to spend 600 million to buy antiques.

At this time, Mr. Shi also looked at Zi Lengyou. He frowned slightly and said, "Girl, I'm afraid this is not appropriate."

"There is nothing inappropriate. The painting belongs to Mr. Lin. Everyone can pay the price. As for who he sells to in the future, Mr. Lin should have the final say."

As soon as Zi Lengyou said these words, Shi Lao's face turned a little ugly. He gritted his teeth and said, "Six hundred and fifty million."

Zi Lengyou didn't change his expression and said coldly: "Eight hundred million."

Shi Lao's pupils shrank and he stared at Zi Lengyou, "Girl, are you trying to feel sorry for our Wanbaoxuan?"

"No, I just prefer Tang Bohu's paintings." Zi Leng said indifferently.

"Eight hundred and fifty million." Mr. Shi increased the price again, and he felt quite bitter in his heart. Such a store-level ancient painting should originally belong to their Wanbaoxuan.

As a result, it has been sold now, and I can't even buy it back after spending a lot of money. This is the most annoying thing.

"One billion."

Zi Lengyou increased the price again. As Zi Lengyou said these words, Mr. Shi sighed heavily.

He took a breath and looked at Lin Zifeng:

"Mr. Lin, you decide, our Wanbaoxuan's highest bid is 900 million."

Lin Zifeng looked at Mr. Shi and said with a smile: "Of course, the one with the highest price will get it."

Shi Lao was not surprised. Zi Lengyou, who had always been indifferent, had a rare faint smile on his face.

"Director Fang, please transfer 100 million to Young Master Lin. We, Wanbaoxuan, have set our sights on you, so we must keep our word." Mr. Shi said helplessly.

He was even blushing now. Rather than say it was Wanbaoxuan who punched him in the eye, it would be better to say that it was him, Shi Lao, who punched him in the eye.

Because this Spring Scenery in the South of the Yangtze River was appraised by his hand, it was Shi Lao who said that this Spring Scenery in the South of the Yangtze River was just an imitation.

Now that something like this has happened, he cannot escape the blame.

After getting 100 million from Wanbaoxuan, Lin Zifeng came to Zi Lengyou again.

Although Zi Lengyou is only twenty-five years old, she still displays the sexy charm of a royal sister to the fullest.

Coupled with the uneven shape of Zi Lengyou, she has a perfect figure and is definitely a harvester for men.

"Master Lin, if you want to give me a discount, I can take good care of you tonight."

Zi Lengyou changed her previous indifference and exhaled in Lin Zifeng's ear like a blue breath.

Su Wan'er is an earth-level warrior with outstanding hearing. When she heard this, her face turned green. She immediately rushed up, took Lin Zifeng's arm and said:

"Do you want to buy it? If not, we will sell it to Wanbaoxuan."

Zi Lengyou glanced at Su Wan'er, then gave Lin Zifeng a wink, and said with a smile: "Buy, of course, I will transfer the money right away."

With that said, Zi Lengyou transferred one billion to Lin Zifeng and completed the transaction.

After the transaction was completed, Zi Lengyou stuffed a business card into Lin Zifeng's trouser pocket and said with a chuckle: "Sir, it has the slave's phone number on it, you know."
Chapter completed!