Chapter: 595
The entire exhibition hall was silent.
200 million things, send them directly?
Does he treat money like dung? Or an idiot?
"Exactly!"
"If President Su hadn't lent me two hundred yuan when I was in trouble, how could this painting have fallen into my hands?"
"I, Ye Fan, said that I will remember this favor."
"What's more, I'm not interested in calligraphy and painting, and this painting is a waste of money in my hands. Since Mr. Su likes it, just take it."
Ye Fan said calmly, with a completely calm look.
As if what was sent out at this time was not two hundred million, but two yuan.
Even among the wealthy people present, I am afraid that there is absolutely no one who is as bold and generous as Ye Fan, and it is directly 200 million yuan for a gift.
"This... this won't work, Brother Ye."
"We treat one thing as another."
"Besides, I gave you the two hundred yuan, and the things I bought are naturally yours."
"It's too expensive, I...I can't accept it, I can't accept it."
Maybe it was because of being too excited, or maybe it was because of being too surprised and shocked. At this time, this old man who had been in the mall for a long time was not calm anymore, and he couldn't speak excitedly.
"Brother Ye, listen to me, you give me this painting, and I'll give you two hundred million."
"You can sell me such a precious painting, it is enough to repay the favor I just had."
If Ye Fan wanted to give it away, Su Yuanshan would naturally not accept it.
After all, this favor is too great, 200 million, this is a huge sum of money for him, let alone for Ye Fan who was born in the countryside?
Facing Su Yuanshan's refusal, Ye Fan shook his head and said regretfully: "It's impossible to sell, and I won't take the money. If President Su insists on not accepting it, I can only take this painting back and put it under the bed. .Anyway, we, a driver in the countryside, don�t know how to preserve ancient paintings. They are rotten in my hands, and there is nothing I can do.�
While speaking, Ye Fan picked up the words, turned around and prepared to leave.
"Sir, no~"
"This is the treasure of my Chinese art world!"
Hearing Ye Fan's words, Gu Longen became impatient, and hurriedly urged Su Yuanshan, "Mr. Su, if Mr. Xiao wants to give it away, you can accept it? Can't you just keep it in your place?"
"Okay then." Su Yuanshan finally nodded, accepted the painting without spending any money, and said at the same time, "Brother Ye, I, Su Yuanshan, will remember this favor. If there is anything in Yunzhou in the future, you can let me know at any time, and I will help you." Su Yuanshan is always on call."
"Haha~"
In the end, Su Yuanshan accepted the painting. Ye Fan did what he said, he didn't ask for a dime. Even if Su Yuanshan said it was appropriate to give tens of millions, Ye Fan didn't want it.
This gift is just a gift, and the nature is different after receiving money.
Besides, isn't it only 200 million, Ye Fan really doesn't care about this little money.
Regarding this, the others looked at him with envy, envy and hatred, and were filled with remorse. JrNovels.com