"I~"

Gu Longen's words frightened Yang He, who undoubtedly turned even paler. He lay on the ground like a dog, his whole body was shaking, and he almost cried.

At this time, Yang He was filled with regret. He never thought that a broken painting that he thought was worthless would turn out to be a treasure worth over 100 million yuan. What's more, what made Yang He vomit blood was that he thought he would just die if he died.

A bet of one million turned out to be a huge bet worth hundreds of millions, and he was the one who lost.

If he had known this earlier, he would have been beaten to death before, and he would not have praised that kind of Haikou?

Now Yang He can be said to have lost his wife and soldiers, and he is ready to die!

But in the end, Yang He had no choice but to bow his head and admit defeat. He looked at Ye Fan with a sad look and said with shame: "Sir, it was indeed me, Yang He, who just looked down on me. This time, I admit defeat.

"

"But I really can't afford seven hundred million."

"Even if I sell the entire Babao Pavilion, I really can't raise so much money."

"But sir, don't worry, I, Yang He, will recognize this debt."

"I just hope that the young gentleman will give me some time and let me slowly collect the money to pay it back!"

"If it doesn't last ten years, then twenty or thirty years."

"If I die, then let my son, my grandson, continue to pay back!"

"As long as our Babao Pavilion sign remains, we will never let go of this debt."

"There are three million in this card, which is all the money I can take out now. It will be regarded as the first installment of my debt to my husband."

“Once I have money in the future, I will continue to pay it back!”

Yang He said in a deep voice, even though his heart was bleeding, he still gritted his teeth and gave the bank card to Ye Fan.

After all, I am willing to admit defeat. What's more, if Yang He wants to continue to be involved in the antique world, he can't default on the debt, let alone dare to default on the debt!

Yang He's reaction surprised Ye Fan slightly.

He originally thought that Yang He would cheat like his son.

"I didn't expect that Boss Yang is also a bloody man."

"Forget it, get up."

"I just made a joke to you. I don't need to give you those 700 million. If you really feel guilty, just donate more money and do more good deeds on weekdays."

Ye Fan didn't really want Yang He to fulfill his bet and pay the 700 million. He just wanted to scare him and teach him a lesson.

After all, Yang He was unlucky enough today. The tens of millions he collected turned out to be defective, and he sold hundreds of millions of paintings for just two hundred and fifty. These two things alone are probably enough to make Yang He collapse. If

If he is asked to carry a debt of hundreds of millions, he will not be allowed to jump off the building tomorrow?

"Thank you, Mr. Xie, Mr. Xie~"

"In the future, Mr. Yang will be my benefactor and reborn parent!"

Yang He cried. He was so grateful to Ye Fan that he almost called him dad.

Originally, he had already accepted his fate, but who would have thought that in a twists and turns, Ye Fan would give up hundreds of millions of dollars if he said he didn't want them.

Happiness came so suddenly, Yang He was naturally excited.

Ye Fan didn't say anything more, he just advised Yang He to be a calm and kind person in the future.

A little less snobby, a little more calm.

Then, Ye Fan picked up the painting, turned around and left.

Seeing this, the wealthy people who were watching hurriedly stepped forward to stop them. They all smiled flatteringly and said, "Sir, I wonder if you have any intention of selling that painting. I will buy it from you for 70 million. You can transfer it in cash."

You can also pay for the house principal!”

"Mr. Wang, do you think Mr. Gu is a fool? President Gu said that this painting is worth 100 million, and you want to buy it for 70 million? That's so insincere. Mr. Gu, I will give you 100 million.

I accepted the painting."

"One hundred million? This painting was more than one hundred million three years ago."

"Little sir, I'll offer you 130 million to sell it to me!"

.....

"I'll pay 140 million, plus a villa in Jianghai, the provincial capital!"

....

"Sell it to me and I'll pay you 150 million~"

After a while, these rich people were already in a quarrel. Each one was bidding higher than the other, and each one was louder than the other, and it was almost a fight.

Listening to the bidding price in front of him, which could easily reach hundreds of millions, Yang He next to him had tears streaming down his face. He felt miserable.

He sold something worth more than 100 million for 250?

He used to laugh at Ye Fan for being 250, but now it seems that he is the real 250!

At this time, Yang He's intestines were already filled with regret.

But there is no way, the rules are here, the painting has been bought by Ye Fan, the invoice has been issued, even if he regrets it, it will be too late.

Now, Yang He finally understood why Ye Fan had to buy it with money and issue an invoice before.

This is to prevent him from being jealous and regretful!
Chapter completed!