"I just hope that Mr. Xiao will give me some time and let me slowly collect money to pay back!"

"If it's less than ten years, then it will be twenty years, thirty years."

"I'm dead, then let my son, my grandson, continue to pay back!"

"As long as the signboard of my Babao Pavilion is still there, we will never deny this debt."

"There are three million in this card, which is all the money I can take out now, and it is the first batch of debts I owe 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 Ye Fan his bank card.

After all, willing to bet admit defeat. What's more, if Yang He wants to continue messing around in this antique world, he can't renege on his debts, let alone dare to renege on his debts!

Ye Fan was slightly surprised by Yang He's reaction.

He originally thought that Yang He would play tricks like his son.

"Unexpectedly, Boss Yang is also a bloody man."

"Forget it, get up."

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

Ye Fan didn't really want Yang He to honor the bet and pay the 700 million yuan, just to scare him and teach him a lesson.

After all, Yang He is unlucky enough today. The tens of millions of things he collected turned out to be defective products, and the hundreds of millions of paintings were sold by him for two hundred and fifty. These two things alone are probably enough to make Yang He collapse. Let him carry hundreds of millions of debts, and he won't be able to jump off the building tomorrow?

"Mr. Xie Xiao, Mr. Xie~"

"In the future, Mr. Xiao will be my benefactor, Yang He, my reborn parents!"

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

Originally, he had already resigned to his fate, but who would have thought that the turn of events would turn around, and Ye Fan would not want it if he said he didn't want it.

Happiness came too suddenly, Yang He was of course excited.

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

A little less snobbery, a little more calm.

Afterwards, Ye Fan picked up the painting, turned around and was about to leave.

Seeing this, a group of rich people who were onlookers hurried forward to stop them, all smiling flatteringly and flatteringly: "My little gentleman, I don't know if you have any intention to sell that painting. I will buy yours for 70 million yuan, and cash transfer is fine. You can also pay for the rent!"

"President Wang, are you treating Mr. Xiao as a fool? President Gu has already said that this painting is worth 100 million, and you want to buy it for 70 million? It's so dishonest. Mr. Xiao, I'll give you 100 million. I took the painting."

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

"Little Mister, I offer 130 million, sell it to me!"

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

.... JrNovels.com