Liu fan is silent. Unexpectedly, because of Chu Yun, the fat man has suffered so many grievances.
He suddenly laughed and said, "fat man, your art center is very good. I'm going to make some investment."
Hong Zhen's eyes brightened. In fact, he had been waiting for Liu Fan's words.
"Van Gogh, how much do you want to invest?"
Liu fan then stretched out a finger.
"One, a million?"
Hong Zhen was surprised and said that this could really solve his immediate need.
But Liu Fan shook his head and said, "it's 10 million."
The office suddenly quieted down.
Hong Zhen didn't respond for a long time.
Liu Fan shook his hand and said, "don't be confused. I have conditions."
Hong Zhen blinked, wiped the corner of his mouth and said: "what conditions, you say."
Then, Liu Fan pulled out a one meter long bamboo stick from the woven bag beside him, weighed it in his hand, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Hong Zhen takes aim at the edge of the bamboo stick and cools behind it.
"What do you mean, Van Gogh?"
Hong Zhen didn't understand what Liu Fan meant.
Liu Fan said with a smile, "it's no fun, fat man. My condition is that if you let me hit you anywhere, I'll give you a million!"
Hong Zhen's face shakes, and his eyes at Liu fan are full of strangeness.
"Brother fan, after so many years, how did you get into this
He almost didn't say those words.
Liu Fan's eyes twitch. What's the fat man thinking!
"You don't care which one I'm good at. Do you agree to this condition? One million for a stick. It's not a good thing in the world."
Hong Zhen was humiliated when he heard the speech.
He suddenly remembered what he had said to Liu Fan before. If he met a woman like mingxinyue, he would even offer his body.
But should we bear such humiliation for the sake of 10 million?
He clenched his teeth, his face was tight, and his fist was clenched. In just 30 seconds, he experienced a very complicated psychological struggle.
"Well, I'll give up if I'm fat. Brother fan, if you want to talk, I'll jump with you on the third floor!"
After that, Hong Zhen put on a look of Ren Jun's collection.
After listening to this, Liu Fan's mouth grinned, so he just knocked a few sticks. It was like death to death.
Fat man's world, he can't understand.
So he's going to make the fat man disappear.
Pop!
Liu Fan hit Hong Zhen's thick buttocks with a stick, and his voice was very clear.
Hong Zhen whined and screamed, which was very clear in the corridor.
The students and teachers who are studying painting suddenly wake up from class.
"Brother dome, did you hear anything?"
A student asked secretly.
The white dome frowns, the heart way, this voice seems very familiar appearance.
"Keep practicing, don't be distracted!"
The female teacher in her thirties said with a strained face.
However, his voice has just dropped, the next second.
"Ah
Another scream, like the sound of a crow.
All of a sudden, the students lost interest in learning and looked out the door of the classroom.
"Keep learning!"
The female teacher, with a black face, uses the lion roaring skill to frighten the restless students.
Then she trotted out in her high heels.
A teacher door, she actually saw other classes of teachers also curious out of the door.
"Ah Three million! "
"Hiss Four million! "
“……”
Scream mixed with numbers, the teachers actually heard a kind of pain and happy feeling.