Shen Fei was stunned for a moment, and then came to a sudden realization.

I thought to myself that my father was really cunning and cunning.

"Here we come, Dad."

"Hahaha~ Mr. Chu, are you okay, please take a seat."

The father and son talked to each other, and soon helped Chu Wenfei to his seat.

Seeing Shen Jiuyi who kicked Chu Wenfei flying just now, but now being so attentive and respectful, the Qiu family was stunned again.

"This this...."

"Does this make wool?"

"The son admitted the wrong person before, so the father can also admit the wrong person?"

Could it be that the Shen family's ancestors have cataracts?

Chu Wenfei was also cursing in his heart at this time.

Do you think that the Shen family father and son are all idiots?

Invite me to dinner, but they all admit to the wrong person!

"Okay, stop pretending to apologize, come to something real, send me that painting. If that's the case, I won't bother with you when you kicked me earlier." Chu Wenfei obviously He was in a bad mood, after all, he couldn't put on a show just now, but was kicked by Shen Jiuyi in public, which undoubtedly made him lose face. How can he be in a good mood?

The only thing that can comfort him now is the ancient painting worth tens of millions.

Fuck.

This is so shameless.

Hearing Chu Wenfei's unceremonious words, Shen Fei who was at the side was so angry that he almost slapped this guy to death.

Did you push your nose on your face?

Do you really think of yourself as Mr. Chu?

If Mr. Chu hadn't kept a low profile and needed you to take the lead, wouldn't I be able to kill you today?

Shen Fei cursed secretly in his heart, it was the first time he saw such a weird figure as Chu Wenfei, and he asked his father to draw it directly.

Shen Jiuyi's old face also sank, but he finally agreed.

"Since Mr. Chu likes it, I'll give it to you."

"Dad!" Shen Fei became impatient when he heard it. He has no objection to giving the tens of millions of paintings to Ye Fan, but the hanging hair in front of him is nothing. Does he deserve such a good painting?

But Shen Jiuyi interrupted him: "Don't talk nonsense, go quickly. Call your Uncle Liu and ask Uncle Liu to go to my study and bring that painting from my collection and dedicate it to Mr. Chu."

Shen Jiuyi's words were majestic and unquestionable, and Shen Fei immediately went to do it. Soon a hale and hearty old man rushed to the Yunjing Hotel and gave Chu Wenfei a framed painting.

"Mr. Chu, this is Tang Bohu's authentic work. You have to keep it. Is it worth tens of millions?" Shen Jiuyi smiled inexplicably.

Chu Wenfei was overjoyed at the time, and couldn't put it down looking at the painting.

"I have a heart, Mr. Shen has a heart." JrNovels.com