Live Antique Picking and Leakage: 100,000 times the profit at the beginning

Chapter 69 The World's Stupidest Person

The audience in the live broadcast room also saw this scene, and they all discussed in the live broadcast room.

"Fuck, 1000 million, Mr. Zhang is 1000 million more than what Boss Li promised just now."

"1000 million, the money I can't earn in my whole life working part-time."

"I don't know how the anchor will choose in the face of this temptation."

"If it were me, I would definitely choose 1000 million. After all, just now, I only agreed verbally. Boss Li has not transferred the money yet. According to the law, it is not considered a deal."

"That's 1000 million, not a dollar, but 100 yuan."

"Few people can face 1000 million without being moved."

"If the anchor agrees to Mr. Zhang, then what should Boss Li do? Boss Li is usually good to the anchor, so the anchor will not be trustworthy to Boss Li."

·······
The audience in the live broadcast room were all talking.

After all, there is an extra 1000 million on the one hand, and integrity on the other. If it is an individual, it is not a good choice.

"Mr. Zhang, 1000 million to [-] million. To be honest, I am very excited about this number. After all, no one doesn't like money."

"However, I have already promised Mr. Li that I will sell this painting to him for [-] million yuan."

"So I can't agree to your request."

Chen Yu looked at Zhang Feng and said slowly.

For him, 1000 million is not a small number, but he doesn't think that 1000 million can buy his reputation.Since he had already agreed to the deal, he should keep his promise.

Unless Li Zhengqian said he didn't want this painting, he couldn't tolerate being a dishonest person.

"Ha ha ha ha·······"

Hearing Chen Yu's words, Zhang Feng laughed out loud, then stared at Chen Yu sharply like an eagle, and said.

"Boy, you really don't think about it anymore."

Facing Zhang Feng's sharp gaze, Chen Yu didn't avoid it, looked at him with firm eyes, and said.

"Mr. Zhang, I have already thought clearly."

The audience in the live broadcast room heard the conversation between Chen Yu and Zhang Feng, and they also spoke one after another.

"I didn't expect that the anchor turned out to be such an anchor."

"In the face of the temptation of money, the anchor can not be tempted by it and stick to his original intention. Among the people I know, few people can do this."

"If I had to choose, I would definitely choose 1000 million."

"Money is very important to me."

"So anchors are not ordinary people. People who can not change their original intentions in the face of money are not ordinary people."

·······
Zhang Feng did not expect that Chen Yu would refuse so thoroughly, but he is not an ordinary person after all, and he was not angry when facing Chen Yu's rejection, but said again.

"One hundred and ten million."

"Young man, I bid 3000 million for this painting."

Faced with Chen Yu's refusal, Zhang Feng did not give up, but raised another 2000 million.

His bid reached 3000 million.

Facing this huge number, not only Chen Yu, but even Li Zhengqian and Li Zhengyang were shocked.

This is not an increase of 1000 million all at once, but 3000 million.

Faced with such a thing, not to mention a young man like Chen Yu, even an old man like them who has experienced battles, couldn't help but feel excited.

Li Zhengqian even walked up to Chen Yu and said.

"Boss Chen, the price offered by Big Boss Zhang is really too high. If this price is replaced by me, I will be very excited."

"If you choose to sell Tang Bohu's paintings to him, I won't be angry."

At this time, the audience in the live broadcast room also began to speak.

"Fuck, Mr. Zhang is planning to use money to knock the anchor unconscious."

"Since 1000 million more won't work, then 3000 million more."

"Local tyrants, local tyrants, I only heard the legends of local tyrants in the past, but I didn't expect to meet a local tyrant today."

"3000 million, how much is that, I feel that the money is piled up together, and I estimate that I will not be able to earn so much money after I have worked in this life and worked for 500 years."

"Brother upstairs, when you are dreaming, you can imagine how much money there is."

"I remember a movie where billions are piled up like a hill."

"I want to know what 3000 million can be stacked up to."

"With so much money, I feel like the anchor can't hold on anymore."

"You didn't see that even Boss Li chose to raise the white flag to surrender, let alone the anchor."

·······
Almost 90.00% of the audience in the live broadcast room believed that Chen Yu must have compromised under Zhang Feng's money attack.

After all, the extra this time is not 1000 million, but 3000 million.

For ordinary people, 3000 million is money that cannot be earned in a lifetime, even for a character like Li Zhengqian, 3000 million is a lot of money.

Chen Yu looked at Zhang Feng and said.

"Mr. Zhang, as I said earlier, it's not about the money, it's because I've promised Boss Li."

Chen Yu then turned towards Li Zhengqian, looked at Li Zhengqian and said.

"Boss Li, since we have reached a deal just now, I hope you will transfer the money as soon as possible. When the money arrives, this painting will be yours."

Li Zhengqian looked at Chen Yu blankly.

"Boss Chen, make sure you don't think about it anymore, Mr. Zhang is 3000 million more than me."

Chen Yu said half-jokingly.

"Boss Li, are you not afraid that if I think about it again, I will regret it?"

Li Zhengqian also smiled and said.

"Boss Chen, I'll transfer the money right away."

One minute later, Chen Yu received a message from the bank, reminding him that there was an extra 1 million in his card.

Then Chen Yu handed over the authentic painting of Tang Bohu to Li Zhengqian.

Li Zhengqian stroked the authentic painting of Tang Bohu, like stroking a chick that had just hatched its eggshell, and said while looking at Chen Yu.

"Boss Chen, we will be best friends from now on."

After all, Chen Yu was not tempted by the extra 3000 million yuan, but chose to sell the painting to him. This behavior is not something ordinary people can do.

He even felt that if he changed with Chen Yu, he might not be able to do this firmly.

Zhang Feng saw that Chen Yu handed over the painting to Li Zhengqian, and his eyes were a little disappointed. He didn't expect that Chen Yu really resisted the temptation of money and sold the painting to Li Zhengqian.

He felt a little reconciled, after all, he also wanted this painting.

Facing Chen Yu's character, he still admired Chen Yu for being able to do this.

He looked at Chen Yu and said.

"Young man, although I didn't buy an ancient painting this time, seeing a young man like you who promises so much, I think it's worth it to come out this time."

Then, he looked towards Zhang Xiaoqiang and said.

"Son, let's go back together later."

Zhang Xiaoqiang saw his father smiling at him, with a tinge of coldness in his smile that made him shudder. He thought of his father telling him to let him look at the painting. Who knew that he would miss it because he was playing games. Will let him go.

He showed a smile uglier than crying.

"Dad, I have something to do later, so I won't go back."

Who knew that Zhang Feng didn't talk about martial arts, he just walked over and hugged him, dragging him towards the outside.

Chen Yu looked at the back of Zhang Xiaoqiang and Zhang Feng leaving together, and said.

"The relationship between father and son is really good, they look like brothers."

(End of this chapter)