Chapter 941

Tang Feng's eyes narrowed slightly and looked at Ruan Kant with a smile.

Ruan Kant had wiped away his sweat and looked at Tang Feng with a smile.

They just looked at each other for a few seconds.

In the end, it was Ruan Kant who was defeated first. He was embarrassed with a smile on his face, and then explained: "Mr. Tang, I'm still a little inferior to the ancient Chinese culture. I can't see the subtleties of these paintings, but I have limited ability."

Tang Feng always felt that Ruan Kant's smile was a bit of a smile.

Obviously, he's hiding something.

Although Nguyen Kant was rich, he did not have to be willful enough to spend tens of millions on two paintings that he was not interested in at all?

And, look at his age, he has already passed the age of doing things recklessly and arbitrarily.

It's not a matter of great concern to buy a painting for any reason, but Ruan Kant's cover up is more suspicious.

Tang Feng looked at Ruan Kant's clumsy performance, only to find it ridiculous.

But in this kind of self talk, Ruan Kant became more and more calm, even with a smile, and said to Tang Feng, "Mr. Tang, before you asked me what's wrong with this painting, could you tell me?"

Tang Feng gently picked the corner of his mouth and said, "this painting is very good."

Ruan Kant was waiting for Tang Feng to continue to speak. However, he held out his hand, held the cup, and drank tea slowly. He had no intention to continue to speak. He could not help but swallow his saliva and asked, "what else

Tang Feng looked at him with a smile and said, "no more."

"No? Just now, Mr. just said, "what's wrong with this painting?" Ruan Kant was tongue tied.

"No, no problem." Tang Feng was drinking tea, and his smile was very relaxed.

This time, Ruan Kant was anxious. His smile, which had not disappeared before, was immediately fixed on his face. He had a long mouth and looked at Tang Feng.

Tang Feng didn't speak either. He just drank tea with a smile.

Just when Ruan Kant wanted to say something more, he heard a sharp scream, which broke the harmonious atmosphere in the banquet hall.

People who were smiling and talking to each other stopped and looked at the place where they were making their voices.

On one side of the hall, there were several people gathered around. Among them, there came a very sharp female voice, a barrage of high voice, and the tone was very bad.

As the host, Ruan Kant is naturally most concerned about this matter. Although his Chinese language is good and there is no problem in daily communication, he can't tell what he is saying when he hears a speech that fast. However, just looking at this situation, he can also know that it's not a good thing.

Ruan Kant immediately got up and said "excuse me" to Tang Feng with a little apology. He was leaning on the stick and hurried over.

Tang Feng listened to all the noise. A sneer came from the corner of his mouth. He stood up and walked slowly towards the other side.

Although he was not very familiar with the noise, he could not forget it if he had heard it only once in his strong memory. He had only heard it a few days ago.

Just now, Lin Mengjia talked with him about the owner of the voice.

It's Kong Qingrong.

Kong Qinghua's half sister.

At the moment, she was chattering and yelling. From what she said, she couldn't recognize that she was the daughter of such a big family as the Kong family. She couldn't see the culture and manners at all.

Kong Liangji, who is talking quietly with Mr. Shen, also heard the noise.

Kong Liangji raised his head and looked over there. Then he didn't do much. He just turned around and searched for Kong shuchou in the crowd.

Kong shuchou was also talking with several familiar business partners. Before Shen Lao, he had already heard Kong Qingrong's voice. His eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and he went straight to the crowd.

As he passed the main table, he looked at Kong Liangji with displeasure. Kong shuchou quickly stopped and whispered in his ear, "father, it's just a little misunderstanding. You don't have to care. I'll deal with it."

Although the words seem to be understated, there is no light expression on Kong shuchou's face.

What kind of occasion is it now? What kind of people are there?

Kong Qingrong, as her own daughter, no matter what the reason is, she yelled in public, even scolded a few dirty words, which not only lost her own face, but also made the whole Kong Family lose face.

When Kong shuchou got closer, he could see clearly the situation in the crowd. He was about to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Kong Qingrong's face was dripping with water from her hair. The water was still flowing down her exposed shoulder. She didn't care to wipe it. Instead, she pointed to the person opposite and scolded him in a loud voice.

It's nothing.

What really makes Kong shuchou feel numb is the man Kong Qingrong is pointing at. It's Lin Mengjia.

Lin Mengjia's face is as deep as water. Behind her, Tang Feng stands with a faint sneer on her face.

There is a conflict between Kong Qingrong and Lin Mengjia. Kong shuchou believes that with the relationship between him and Lin's father, his position in front of Lin Mengjia can easily settle this matter.

But Tang Feng, it is to make him look back.

Tang Feng didn't do anything and didn't speak. He just stood in the crowd behind Lin Mengjia and looked at him faintly with a seemingly strange sneer.

When Kong shuchou came, Tang Feng glanced at him.

Only that one eye, let Kong shuchou only feel the whole body cold, even the brain has such a moment of pause.

His first reaction was to turn around and run away immediately.

As a young master of the Kong family, Kong shuchou is superior everywhere. Everyone is polite to him, and he always looks gentle. He is always happy and angry.

But at the moment, he had a look of horror.

He had a hunch that the man in the crowd who didn't look amazing and ordinary was now full of danger.

As if dormant in the forest, all the time ready to burst up hunting beast, motionless, but enough creepy.

Kong shuchou felt that he had never been so flustered when he lived to this age. If he had a choice, he would run away.

Yes, run.

It was this word that first sprouted in his mind.

But at the moment, he has no choice but to step forward.