Seeing that his son's face was not looking well, Zhang Baojing asked.

"Dad, that person is the chairman of Chufeng Group, Lin Fan!"

Zhang Guojun pointed at Lin Fan and gritted his teeth.

Hearing what his son said, Zhang Baojing also frowned.

He has already heard that when his son went to Chufeng Group to discuss cooperation today, Lin Fan kicked him out immediately.

This Lin Fan is really toasting and not eating fine wine.

"Lin Fan, who is that man?"

Zheng Xiaoqing who was next to him asked.

"do not know!"

Lin Fan just smiled.

At this time, Zhang Baojing and Zhang Guojun had already come to Lin Fan.

"I am the chairman of Longjiang Group, Zhang Baojing!"

"Director Lin, let's have a good chat!"

Zhang Baojing had a faint smile on his face.

Chairman of Longjiang Group?

Hearing the identity of the other party, Zheng Xiaoqing was a little surprised, but also felt a little pressure.

This Zhang Baojing is not a good person, why is he looking for Lin Fan?

However, Lin Fan's expression was very calm.

"I do not know you!"

Of course Lin Fan knew Zhang Baojing's purpose.

The other party just took a fancy to the piece of land in his hand.

But Lin Fan is not easy to bully, if you want to cooperate, go ahead and dream.

Zhang Baojing sneered, "Young people are too confident, sometimes it may not be a good thing!"

"I dare say that without the participation of our Longjiang Group, your project would have been impossible!"

Zheng Xiaoqing smelled a strong smell of gunpowder.

It seems that Lin Fan has already offended Zhang Baojing.

This is not a good thing.

After all, Zhang Baojing's identity is there.

"Okay, let's wait and see!"

There was always a smile on the corner of Lin Fan's mouth, which made Zhang Baojing very angry.

This young man obviously didn't take him seriously.

Zhang Guojun also spoke.

"Lin Fan, we will give you one last chance, don't be shameless!"

"Offend our Longjiang Group, do you know what will happen?"

Zhang Guojun's eyes were gloomy.

"I really do not know!"

"Xiaoqing, let's go!"

Lin Fan took Zheng Xiaoqing into the restaurant.

"Dad, he..."

Zhang Guojun blushed with anger.

"Isn't he the chairman of Chufeng Group? Don't worry, he won't be arrogant for long!"

"Go ahead!"

Zhang Baojing has been operating in Shanghai for a long time, and he has a lot of connections.

I don't believe that I can't handle a little Lin Fan.

As soon as Lin Fan entered the hall, many people greeted him.

Since Lin Fan attended the reception last time, those people knew his identity.

"Brother Lin, you are finally here!"

Zhou Baiwang stepped out from the crowd and faced Lin Fan.

Zhou Baiwang's face was full of red, and he was much more energetic than before.

It was the prescription Lin Fan gave him that worked.

Lin Fan nodded in response.

What surprised Lin Fan was that he didn't see Su Kaidong.

That's right, Su Kaidong is busy with his son's funeral.

To say that Su Jianwen was unlucky enough, he died when he died, and even his body almost turned into ashes.

Not long after Lin Fan came in, Zhang Baojing also came in.

Zhang Baojing was also praised by many people.

On the other side, Zheng Xiaoqing took the ancient painting to register.

And what Lin Fan wants most now is that sapphire necklace.

It's a pity that it hasn't reached the auction yet, so we can only wait a little longer.

"Good painting, good painting!"

Not far away, a large group of people gathered together and cheered.

"Those old fellows from the Artists Association are painting, brother Lin, let's go and have a look too!"

Zhou Baiwang was also very interested in traditional Chinese painting, so he immediately dragged Lin Fan over.

"President Li, if you ask me, your painting is worth at least one million!"

"I won the prize, I won the prize!"

Among the crowd, a gray-haired old man bowed his hands humbly.

In front of the old man, there is a landscape painting that has just been painted.

The colors of landscape paintings are light and slightly hazy, and without decades of brushwork, it is impossible to draw them at all.

The old man is the president of the Artists Association and has a great reputation.

"I will donate this landscape painting!"

"Whoever likes it can take a picture of it later!"

The old man called the staff to register.

"Zhang Dong, I heard that you also have some research on landscape painting, why don't you let us open our eyes!"

"That's right, Mr. Zhang, let's meet him!"

Several people were flattering Zhang Baojing.

"Then I'll make a fool of myself!"

Zhang Baojing stood up with a smile and picked up his pen.

Next to it, two young people were changing rice paper for Zhang Baojing.

Zhang Baojing pondered for a while, then wrote.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that Zhang Baojing only has half a bucket of water.

But there are many sycophants at the scene.

"awesome!"

"As expected of the chairman of Longjiang Group!"

"Even the painting is so good!"



After a few minutes, Zhang Baojing's painting was finished.

Compared with the painting by the president of the Artists Association, Zhang Baojing's painting has no soul at all.

However, this does not prevent everyone from bragging.

"Zhang Dong, I offered three million, and I bought this painting!"

"I think Zhang Dong can also be called a master!"



The president of the Artists Association's face was not very good.

This kind of **** can even be called a painting.

Could it be that these people's eyes are all blind?

But it's no wonder that Zhang Baojing's background is so big.

Who would dare to confront Zhang Baojing?

"Dad, your painting style is getting more and more proficient!" Zhang Guojun laughed.

Facing the blowing sticks of the crowd, Zhang Baojing felt complacent for a while.

"A bunch of sycophants, if you ask me, this is a piece of shit!"

Lin Fan spoke.

Others want to give Zhang Baojing face, but Lin Fan doesn't need it.

On the contrary, Lin Fan and Zhang Baojing still have conflicts.

He doesn't mind stepping on it at this time.

"Who, who dares to say that about Zhang Dong's paintings?"

Everyone was very angry, and they all looked at Lin Fan.

Zhang Baojing also looked at Lin Fan with cold eyes.

This Lin Fan dared to call his paintings **** in public, that's too much.

Zhou Baiwang beside Lin Fan was also taken aback, he didn't expect Lin Fan to be so bold.

"Brother Lin, this man is the chairman of the Longjiang Group!"

Zhou Baiwang reminded.

Of course, in terms of status, Zhou Baiwang is not afraid of Zhang Baojing.

He was worried that if Lin Fan provoked Zhang Baojing, life would be difficult in the future.

What Zhou Baiwang didn't know was that Lin Fan had already offended Zhang Baojing.

Lin Fan stepped forward and said with a smile.

"I said!"

"It's a piece of shit, is there a problem?"

Everyone expressed dissatisfaction.

"Do you know who Zhang Dong is? How dare you say such a thing!"

"Young man, I advise you to apologize to Mr. Zhang!"

Lin Fan's expression was calm.

"I'm just talking about things!"

"Lin Fan, you are looking for death!" Zhang Guojun was furious.

This guy Lin Fan actually opposed them everywhere, it was too much.

"You don't understand painting at all, so stop talking nonsense here!"

"Let me say a few words!"

Seeing this, Zhou Baiwang stood beside Lin Fan.

"If you want me to say, this painting is really not good!"