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Time is about to arrive an hour, but Chang Jun's buyer hasn't arrived yet, which makes the rich second generation's face not only show an excited look, but also some of his close friends also seize the opportunity to flatter them: "boss, we can't lose a few of us after turning 10 million yuan out of thin air. When we get the money, we should have a good health care."

The second generation of the rich squinted at Chang Jun in the corner, sneered and said, "this is natural. One million yuan is enough for you."

A few people's diehards are more excited to see the rich second generation so generous. Excited at the same time, also from time to time with his eyes at the corner of Chang Jun, as if nothing happened and Duan Yun chat Zhang Xiaole.

A few people expected the rest of the time to pass faster, faster.

At this time, Duan Yun looked at the time, and then looked at Zhang Xiaole. Worried, he said, "the time is almost up, but there is no movement in Changjun. Do you want me to give you some ideas. This time you are playing big. After all, ten million is not a small amount. "

Zhang Xiaole's face was as if nothing had happened. He said with a smile: "it's OK. Don't worry. I believe that boy Chang Jun is."

Duan Yun frowned and said, "do you have a good relationship with him?"

Zhang Xiaole smiles and asks, "what do you mean?"

Duan Yun gave a bitter smile and rubbed his nose.

At 9:59, the second generation of the rich laughed, clapped his hands, stood up and said, "Chang Jun, Zhang Xiaole, I think your buyer will not come back. In this way, I'd better give you a 20% discount. What do you think? I'm not an inhuman person. "

A few people next to the second generation of rich people echoed, arrogant.

At this time, outside suddenly came a knock on the door, several people in the room were stunned for a moment, and their eyes looked like the door of the room.

One of the students opened the door. There were three people standing at the door. One was about 50 years old, who was Chang Jun's father. The other two were not young, in their forties.

The only thing in common is that these people seem to have a great future. They should be successful people in society according to their momentum.

"Dad, how did you come here? You almost missed the event." Chang Jun and the middle-aged man in his fifties complained.

"No hurry, no hurry. Is the time just right?" The middle-aged man looked at his watch and said with a smile.

After seeing several people coming in from outside, Fu Er Dai and the others suddenly became very ugly, just like eggplant beaten by frost. They laughed awkwardly and then sat down on the chair.

"Big brother, what should I do? I'm worried about my future." Next to a boy and the rich second generation said.

The second generation of the rich frowned and calmed down at this time and said, "what are you afraid of? Although you are here, it's not sure whether you can spend so much money on this painting. Let's hold our ground first and don't mess with ourselves first."

Rich second generation, but after a lot of big scenes, this time can calm down, it is not ordinary.

Chang Jun let several of his father into the living room, with no expression on his face. He raised his hand and looked at the time with a smile. He said, "brother, the time is just right. It's not more than an hour."

Rich second generation embarrassed long mouth, did not speak.

"We'll see who can pay for it." A boy next to the rich second generation said coldly and ridiculed.

Chang Jun's father didn't have a chance to say anything to the child. He went straight to Zhang Xiaole, put out his big fat hand with a smile and said, "it's really lucky to see your masterpiece again."

"Uncle Chang, you are so polite. I just give a gift to my classmates at will, but some people are not satisfied with it and look for trouble." Zhang Xiaole took a look at the rich second generation and said with profound meaning.

In other people's eyes, the rich second generation is unique. Few people dare to hand over the class with him, but Zhang Xiaole cares. In her eyes, the rich second generation looks at her parents. It's just rubbish. If his father had not given the school a large amount of sponsorship, he would not have been able to find the door of this group of high schools.

"Xiaole, what's your name? Although it's a few strokes in your eyes, it's a rare treasure in our eyes, and it's priceless." After Chang Jun's father finished, he cast his eyes on the two people around him and said, "you two are my good friends. If you hadn't said you wanted the second half of the work, I would have taken it myself."

The two men looked at each other with a unique smile on their faces and did not agree.

At this time, Chang Jun had already put the landscape painting on the long table, and the two people brought by Chang Jun's father also came to the table.

A pair of majestic landscape painting directly into the eye, two people's eyes touched, immediately revealed a surprise look.

One of them looked back at Zhang Xiaole and asked in disbelief, "this is really your work."

Zhang Xiaole nodded with a smile on his face.Two people stand in front of the landscape painting, TUT is surprised, the greedy color in the eyes becomes more thick.

"Brother Huangfu, please give me a price first. Don't say I won't give you a chance." A man said with a smile on his face.

"You'd better come first. I'm going to take this painting back and deal with it. You can understand my mind, because there's a foreigner who has been preparing for Xia banbian's work for a long time." The one named Huangfu said.

"What is the low price of this painting? May I take the liberty to ask." The man opposite Huangfu asked Chang Jun's father.

"One hundred." Chang Jun's father said with a smile.

The students nearby were stunned when they heard the offer, because they said 800 thousand yuan just now. How could it become one million yuan in his mouth? On second thought, there is no free lunch these days. It seems that there is an extra 200000 yuan out of thin air, which can be regarded as intermediary fee.

"I'll give you 1.2 million." The man blurted out without hesitation.

The rich second generation and several diehards were all at once stupid, and the price was 1.2 million, which was far beyond the price agreed in advance. It looks like he's dead this time.

"I'll give you 1.5 million." Huangfu said faintly at this time that although he had a smile on his face, there was a murderous air on his face.

The second generation of the rich almost didn't get under the table from the edge of the table. His face turned pale and hesitated for a moment. He went to the bathroom directly. It seems that things here are beyond his control.

Zhang Xiaole has already seen the rich second generation leave. He frowns and releases his perceptual ability, but he stands still. There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth.