Puchi

Hearing Jiang Feng's words, An Zhilong couldn't help laughing.

"Showdown? What cards can you play?" An Zhilong's face was full of provocation.

In An Zhilong's eyes, even if he has some attainments in calligraphy and painting, he is just like this!

After all, not every painting master is a palace-level masterpiece.

So what if the auspicious dragon picture is painted by Jiang Feng? Even if the auspicious dragon picture can be auctioned for 100 million yuan, can Jiang Feng draw nine amazing paintings comparable to the auspicious dragon picture again?

Only ten masterpieces worth a hundred and billion yuan can Jiang Feng be worth ten billion yuan, comparable to his An family.

However, looking at the whole world, how many calligraphy and painting masters are worth over one billion?

Most of the world-class masters of calligraphy and painting have only a few representative works, and these paintings are even less than auctioned for 100 million yuan.

Looking at the arrogant An Zhilong, Jiang Feng joked: "To be honest, this Zhongyuan Hotel is mine!"

What! The Zhongyuan Hotel belongs to Jiang Feng?

As soon as these words were said, An Zhilong's expression changed wildly, and then he looked at Jiang Feng with great contempt: "Is the Zhongyuan Hotel yours? How can you really brag? Who doesn't know that the Zhongyuan Hotel belongs to Qin Qiong, chairman of the Oriental Shenqi Group?"

Previously, a mysterious man acquired the Zhongyuan Hotel for one billion yuan, causing a stir in Zhongyuan City.

After all, the Zhongyuan Hotel is not worth ten billion at all, it is only worth 460 million. The mysterious man not only won it at double price, but also raised a piece of the original boss Zhang Zhen, giving a full billion. This incident caused a sensation.

Countless people speculated who the mysterious man who won the Central Plains Hotel was. Later, someone revealed that Qin Qiong, chairman of Oriental Shenqi Group, was at the scene that day.

Therefore, many people have expected that the real boss behind the Central Plains Hotel was Qin Qiong.

Qin Qiong's Oriental Shenqi Group is worth tens of billions. Qin Qiong is also the young master of the Qin family, a world-class chaebol in the Demon City. In the eyes of everyone, only Qin Qiong has the courage to spend a lot of money.

At this moment, Jiang Feng said that the Central Plains Hotel was his, and An Zhilong almost burst into tears.

"Jiang Feng, don't talk nonsense!" Gong Lingshan was shocked.

A mysterious rich man acquired the Zhongyuan Hotel before. This incident caused a sensation in Zhongyuan, so Gong Lingshan naturally knew about it.

Now Jiang Feng said that the Zhongyuan Hotel belongs to him. Could it be that the genius before was Jiang Feng?

In Gong Lingshan's eyes, this was so fantasy that she could not believe it at all.

Jiang Feng smiled and said, "Little girl, do you know why your feet are whiter than your hands?"

"Ah? The feet are whiter than the hands? Why?" Gong Lingshan asked inexplicably.

Jiang Feng smiled softly: "It's very simple, because your feet are always hidden!"

"Hide?" Gong Lingshan was surprised.

After savoring this sentence carefully, Gong Lingshan instantly widened her beautiful eyes. Did Jiang Feng keep hiding something? Just like Jiang Feng knows how to call and paint.

"Boy, stop blowing! You can't keep blowing!" An Zhilong expected that Jiang Feng was bragging.

Jiang Feng joked: "What? You don't believe it?"

"Believe it? I believe you! You said that the Zhongyuan Hotel belongs to you. If you have the ability, please let the employees of the Zhongyuan Hotel call you boss and try it!" An Zhilong said arrogantly and disdainfully.

It seems that Jiang Feng is blowing the rest except blowing, and this Zhongyuan Hotel has nothing to do with Jiang Feng at all.

Hearing An Zhilong shouting loudly, the lobby manager of Zhongyuan Hotel winked at a group of employees. He took the lead in front of Jiang Feng and said respectfully: "Greetings to the boss!"

"Whom...go to the boss? I'm sorry! Isn't it wrong?" When the lobby manager came forward to pay homage to Jiang Feng, An Zhilong's expression changed wildly, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Meet the boss!" a hotel foreman stepped forward and said.

"Meet the boss!" a group of people stepped forward and said respectfully.
Chapter completed!