Yang Wei obviously didn't even want face for the money, and started playing tricks.

While speaking, he stretched out his hand to grab the "Picture of Dead Wood and Strange Rock", Ye Fan naturally would not let him succeed.

He put the painting in his arms one step ahead.

Afterwards, Ye Fan also ignored Yang Wei, but looked at Yang He: "Boss Yang, what do you mean by this? Could it be that you want to play tricks and refuse to admit it?"

"The bet just now, everyone sitting here is witness."

"President Gu is also a witness."

"Didn't Boss Yang keep saying that he operates with integrity and is based on sincerity?"

"Could it be that Boss Yang is planning to smash the century-old signboard of Babao Pavilion?"

Ye Fan's teasing laughter continued.

The rich people watching around also turned to speak for Ye Fan.

"Yes, Boss Yang, the real man is willing to admit defeat. If you renege on your debt, it will be a bit embarrassing."

"If it gets out in the future, won't your Eight Treasures Pavilion continue to be opened?"

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"Boss Yang, Babao Pavilion's century-old signboard. Are you really going to smash it?"

"Are you worthy of your ancestors?"

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"Boss Yang, you have to be honest in life."

"Otherwise, who will think highly of you in the future?"

The people around you talked one after another, and they were all people who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal. At this time, they all talked like they were watching a joke.

Gu Longen also looked at Yang He, and said in a deep voice: "Yang He, I am willing to bet. Since you lost to Mr. Xiao, you should make a bet according to the agreement."

"What's more, Mr. Xiao has already given you a slack, and only priced this painting at 70 million. You should know that the auction price for this painting "Dead Wood and Strange Rock", which is imitated by Su Shi, is now at least 100 million. According to the real value If you don't, what you lose is not seven hundred million, but more than one billion."

"I~"

Gu Longen's words made Yang He's face paler with fright, and he lay on the ground like a dog, trembling all over, almost crying.

At this time, Yang He was full of remorse, he never thought that a broken painting that was thought to be worthless turned out to be a treasure worth over 100 million in the end. What's more, what makes Yang He vomit blood even more is that what he thought was a one million bet to survive, turned out to be a gamble with a bet of hundreds of millions in the end, and he was the one who lost.

If he knew this earlier, he would have killed him before, so he didn't boast about that kind of Haikou?

The current Yang He can be said to have lost his wife and lost his army, and he is ready to die!

But in the end, Yang He had no choice but to bow his head and admit defeat, looked at Ye Fan sadly, and said in shame: "Mr., it was indeed me, Yang He, who looked down upon others just now. This time, I admit defeat. "

"But seven hundred million, I really can't get it out."

"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 accept this debt." JrNovels.com