The Best Master of Beauty CEO

While walking and thinking, Xiao Yifeng suddenly heard the sound of arguing, his eyes swept away, and saw a jewelry and jade shop in front of him, named Jubaozhai, and what was being debated in this shop, Xiao Yifeng directly walked in.

"Boss, my bronze statue is a family heirloom of our family. How could it be worthless? Why don't you take a good look at it."

A plainly dressed man with a vicissitudes of life was holding a half-meter-high bronze statue in his hands, looking at a gorgeously dressed man with a fat body and said repeatedly.

The well-dressed man with a slightly fat body said impatiently: "Do you know where we are? Our place is the Jubaozhai, which is famous all over China. We collect priceless treasures. A person like you Broken bronze statues are worthless at all, if you want to sell them, go to other places."

"You... how could you do this? This bronze statue of mine is really an antique from our ancestors. It has a history of hundreds of years. If it weren't for the money I'm waiting for now, I wouldn't have sold it at all."

The man with vicissitudes of life looked anxious, and said angrily and unwillingly.

"Okay, if I say it's worthless, it's not worth it. You can go now and don't delay my business in Jubaozhai." The slightly fat man said bluntly.

"Sir, I bought your bronze statue."

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded, and the two men in the shop looked over at the same time, only to see a young man walking in slowly, it was Xiao Yifeng.

The man holding the bronze statue looked at Xiao Yifeng and said quickly, "Sir, are you serious? You really want to buy this bronze statue of me."

"Of course, how much are you going to sell?" Xiao Yifeng said with a faint smile on his lips.

"One hundred thousand... oh no, fifty thousand, how about just fifty thousand?" The man with a vicissitudes of life looked at Xiao Yifeng and said, his expression a little nervous.

"Just one hundred thousand. This bank card is exactly one hundred thousand. Here it is." Xiao Yifeng directly took out a bank card from his body and handed it to the other party.

This bank card was given to him by Mu Feng, the housekeeper of the Ye family, as his living expenses, but this time he used it all at once.

"Thank you sir, thank you sir."

The man holding the bronze statue looked at Xiao Yifeng with a grateful expression.

"Boy, let me remind you that this bronze statue is not worth much at all, so don't be fooled by anyone casually."

At this time, the slightly fat man in gorgeous clothes glanced at Xiao Yifeng, and said with a bit of disdain in his eyes.

"Thank you for the reminder, but I think this bronze statue is worth the one hundred thousand yuan." Xiao Yifeng smiled, and his eyes glanced at the half-meter-high bronze statue, shining with light.

At this time, there was a crisp sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the ground, and then a beautiful figure slowly walked into Jubaozhai.

Seeing this beautiful figure, Xiao Yifeng and the others were stunned.

Xiao Yifeng couldn't help sighing: "It's so beautiful,

What a temperamental woman.

Daiqing's slender eyebrows, clear and bright black pupils, smooth and straight nose, ruddy and delicate lips, crystal clear earlobes, and neat and delicate facial features are all embedded in a perfect oval face. A delicate and beautiful face.

Wearing a red hip-wrapping long skirt, it perfectly reflected her bumpy figure, and her full breasts, judging by Xiao Yifeng's eyesight, had reached at least 36D, and the opening of the low neck revealed a faint gully.

The willow waist that cannot be grasped, the plump and round buttocks, form a perfect S-curve, a pair of slender jade legs wrapped in flesh-colored stockings, shining with crystal brilliance, under the feet are a pair of red high heels five centimeters high, ten jade toes painted With Danqing.

The whole person exudes the temperament of a mature sister Yu, even with a noble temperament, she is not an ordinary woman at first glance.

"Miss Qin, you are here, please come in, please come in."

Seeing this beautiful figure, the fat man walked up with a smile all over his face, looking very respectful and polite.

"Treasurer Dong, I heard that you have recently come here with some good calligraphy and paintings of the Song Dynasty, and I want to see them."

The woman's gorgeous red lips were lightly parted, and her voice was like a ding-dong of spring water, clear and sweet, exuding a high level of cultural connotation.

"Okay, I'll get it for you now."

The chubby man nodded and waved his hand, and a man who looked like a shop assistant came over behind him.

"Go and get out that ink and bamboo painting by Master Wentong of the Song Dynasty." The fat man said.

The clerk nodded and walked into the inner hall of the shop, but the woman was surprised when she heard the man's words.

"You mean the Master Wen Tong who was known as Master Mo Zhu in the Song Dynasty?"

The chubby man nodded and said with a smile: "That's right, Miss Qin, this is the master Wen Tong who was known as the master of ink and bamboo in the Song Dynasty. I happen to have an ink and bamboo painting he painted in his early years here, which can be said to be his. One of the masterpieces, absolutely precious, I believe Miss Qin will definitely like it, if it were someone else, I would definitely not show it."

"I didn't expect shopkeeper Dong to have such treasures here. This Jubaozhai really deserves its reputation." Qin Wanting said with a sigh.

Soon the clerk took out a long box, and the man known as shopkeeper Dong opened it, and there was a picture scroll inside.

Shopkeeper Dong directly opened the picture scroll, and a majestic ink painting of bamboo was slowly presented. The bamboo in this painting was lifelike, as if it had come to life.

The style of painting is rigorous, and the perfect combination of bamboo and ink is indeed a rare authentic product. There is also a seal on the bottom, and the words "Mr. Shishi" are faintly visible on it, and this Mr. Shishi is the alias of Master Wentong. .

"This method of painting bamboo uses thick ink for the surface and light ink for the back. It is indeed the authentic work of Master Wen Tong." The woman said with joy, her eyes full of love.

"Shopkeeper Dong, how much is this painting, I want it." Qin Wanting said directly, with a firm tone, obviously determined to get this painting.

Xiao Yifeng on the side watched the calligraphy and painting with his eyes, but a strange look flashed across his face, and he was about to speak, when suddenly a man in his twenties, who was wearing a white suit, was handsome and gentle, walked in.

"I want this painting."

The man who walked in said the same.

"Du Wenxing, what do you mean?"

Looking at this man, Qin Wanting's face changed, and her eyes were sullen.

Wearing a white suit, the handsome man said with a faint smile, "Wanting, I also like this calligraphy and painting, so I want to buy it. Let's compete fairly."

"How much is shopkeeper Dong's calligraphy and painting?" Du Wenxing looked directly at shopkeeper Dong.

Shopkeeper Dong saw the slight change in the expressions of the two, and said, "This calligraphy and painting is worth a million."

"Two million." Qin Wanting said hastily.