"I ~"
gulongen's words made Yang He's face more pale, like a dog on the ground, shaking all over, and almost crying.
At this time, Yang he was full of remorse. He did not think that a broken painting, which he thought was worthless, turned out to be a treasure worth more than 100 million yuan. What's more, what makes Yang He vomit blood is that he thought that a bet of one million yuan would be enough to support his death. In the end, he became a huge gamble with a bet of hundreds of millions, and he lost himself.
If he had known this, he would have killed him before, and would not have praised that kind of Haikou?
Today's Yang He, it can be said that he has paid for his wife and broken his soldiers. He has the heart to die!
But in the end, Yang he had no choice but to bow down to recognize the planting. He looked at Ye Fan with sadness, and said with shame: "this gentleman, it was really me yang he just now. This time, I will accept it. "
"But, seven hundred million, I really can't take out."
"Even if I sold the whole babaoge, I really couldn't make up so much money."
"But don't worry, sir. I don't know how to accept this debt."
"I just hope Mr. Xiao can give me some time and let me pay back slowly!"
"If ten years is not enough, then twenty years, thirty years."
"If I die, let my son, my grandson, continue to pay back!"
"As long as the signboard of babaoge is still there, we will never let go of this debt."
"I'll pay back all the money I can, sir, when I have three million."
"Once you have money in the future, you will continue to pay it back!"
Said in the heart, even if Yang's teeth are still bleeding, he will still be in the voice of the bank.
After all, it's a gamble. What's more, if Yang he wants to continue to muddle along in the antique industry, he can't and dare not to!
Yang He's reaction is to let Ye Fan slightly surprised.
He had thought that Yang would be like his son.
"Unexpectedly, boss Yang is also a bloody man."
"Come on, get up."
"I just made a joke to you. I don't need to give that $700 million. If you really feel guilty, donate more money and do more good deeds on weekdays. "
Ye Fan didn't really want to let Yang He fulfill his gambling contract and pay the seven billion yuan. He was just bluffing him and giving him a lesson.
After all, Yang He is in bad luck today. The things he collected for tens of millions of yuan turned out to be substandard. His paintings of hundreds of millions were sold by him for two hundred million yuan. These two things alone are estimated to be enough to make Yang He collapse. If he is asked to carry hundreds of millions of debts, he will not be able to jump out of the building tomorrow?
"Mr. Xie, Mr. Xie ~"
"in the future, Mr. Xiao will be my benefactor of Yang He and his reborn parents!"
Yang He all cried, for ye fan that is a burst of gratitude, on the call of dad.
He had already accepted his fate, but who could have thought that the twists and turns of the road, hundreds of millions of leaves who said not to do not want.
Happiness comes too suddenly, Yang He is certainly excited.
Ye Fan didn't say anything more, just advised Yang He to be a calm and kind person in the future.
Less snobbish, more calm.
Then, Ye Fan picked up the painting and turned to go.
Seeing this, a group of rich people who were watching quickly stepped forward to block each other, and they were flattered and flattered with a smile: "this little gentleman, do you have any intention to sell that painting. I'll buy it for 70 million yuan. It's OK to transfer cash and pay for the house! "
"Mr. Wang, are you treating Mr. Xiao as a fool? As the ancient line leader said, this painting is worth 100 million yuan. You want to buy it for 70 million yuan? It's too insincere. I'll give you 100 million yuan, sir. I'll take this painting. "
"100 million? It was more than 100 million three years ago. "
"Sir, I'll give you 130 million yuan and sell it to me!"
...
"I'll give 140 million plus a villa in Jianghai, the provincial capital!"
...
"if you sell it to me, I'll give you 150 million ~"
after a while, these rich people have already quarreled. One by one, the price is higher than the other, and the voice is louder than the other, and it is almost impossible to fight.
Listening to the bidding price of hundreds of millions in front of him, Yang He beside him is already full of tears. He is bitter in his heart.
He sold more than one hundred million things?
He used to laugh at Ye Fan for being two hundred and fifty. Now it seems that he is the real two hundred and fifty!
At this time, Yang He's intestines have already regretted Qing.
But there is no way. The rules are set here. The painting has been bought by Ye Fan, and the invoice has been printed. He will regret it again, and it will be too late.
Up to now, Yang he finally understood why Ye Fan had to take money to buy, but also had to issue an invoice.
What this guard against is that he is jealous and regretful!