Talent show, this magician is punished!

Chapter 196

"No time to."

Facing the man's question, Chen Feng replied without thinking.

What is his status now?
The rich second generation with 100 million pocket money every day, the gambler anxiously waiting for the money to gamble~
Now tell me, can I get a mortgage?
If you can, send me money immediately!

If you can't, there's no need to talk nonsense!

"Young Master Chen..."

The man obviously didn't expect Chen Feng to refuse so simply, and he was obviously stunned.

But soon, the man understood Chen Feng's mentality.

Indeed, for people like Chen Feng, a painting that costs millions may be just a gadget at hand.

No need to waste time on it.

But he didn't dare to disobey Brother Hu's request, so he could only ask Zhao Na for help.

"Young Master Chen, why don't you go and have a look?" Zhao Na didn't disappoint the man, and the second she met the man's gaze, she cuddled up to Chen Feng and acted coquettishly: "It's not too short of a few minutes, is it?"

"Yes, Mr. Chen, it only takes a few minutes, very quickly."

The man immediately echoed, not forgetting to cast a grateful look at Zhao Na.

"Forget it~" Finally, Chen Feng raised his eyes: "If it wasn't for Nabao's opening, the young master's interest would have been ruined by all of you!"

"Yes, yes, Young Master Chen, what you said is true."

Seeing that Chen Feng was willing to follow him, the man nodded immediately.

Whatever you say is what he wants, as long as he completes the task.

"What are you still doing?" But in the next second, Chen Feng frowned: "Lead the way."

"okay!"

Hearing this, the man didn't dare to neglect in the slightest, and immediately walked in front.

Soon, the man brought Chen Feng to the door of a private room~
"Master Chen, Brother Tiger is inside, please come."

The man gestured respectfully to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng, however, kept his eyes straight and walked into the private room without even glancing at the man.

Sure enough~
After entering the private room, Chen Feng found Huang Shihu sitting on the sofa.

In front of Huang Shihu, there was the fully opened "Portrait of Dongshan".

"Is this okay for you? I'm mortgaging a small thing, why is it so troublesome?"

With just one glance, Chen Feng turned his attention to Huang Shihu again and spoke first.

That gesture, as long as Huang Shihu said something that made him unhappy, it seemed to block this place.

"Young Master Chen, please be safe~"

And Huang Shihu obviously saw Chen Feng's impatience, and was even more worried about losing this fat sheep, so he immediately stood up with a smile:
"I asked you to come here for no other purpose than to ask about the origin of this painting~"

After finishing speaking, as if he was afraid that Chen Feng might misunderstand, Huang Shihu quickly added: "After all, the business of antique calligraphy and painting pays attention to tracing back to the source. If we accept it here, we have to explain it to the higher authorities, right?"

After a series of explanations, Chen Feng frowned and asked directly:
"You mean, you suspect that the painting came from a dirty source?"

"Young Master Chen..."

Seeing that Chen Feng misunderstood what he meant, Huang Shihu wanted to explain right away.

But before he could finish speaking, Chen Feng stepped forward and reached out to take the painting away:
"Master, I have never been so angry~"

"damn it!"

Cursing and cursing, Chen Feng had already held the painting in his hand.

And this scene completely exceeded Huang Shihu's expectations.

But thinking of Chen Feng's status as the pampered and raised second generation ancestor, he really disliked his own problems.

Furthermore, if Chen Feng just took the painting away, how would he explain it to his boss?

Ever since, Huang Shihu hurried forward and apologized with a smile:

"Mr. Chen, you misunderstood~"

"I misunderstood you, uncle! Get out!" But Chen Feng was obviously angry at this moment, and he scolded him directly after hearing this.

That way, it seemed like he was really annoyed and didn't want to talk nonsense to the other person anymore.

【Oscar owes you a statuette, haha~】

On the side, Zhao Na, who witnessed all this, joked in her heart.

It can be seen that Huang Shihu is really anxious.

There is no doubt that this is enough to prove that Chen Feng's goal has been achieved.

Otherwise, how could a casino owner with a daily turnover of several hundred million pay attention to a painting worth several million?

As for being afraid of losing Chen Feng, the fat sheep, there is absolutely no need to do so.

Therefore, there is only one explanation-that is, Huang Shihu knew the importance of this painting very well.In fact, Huang Shihu knew that Yi Chunhua was looking for this painting and had received instructions from above, so he must get it.

And when he brought Chen Feng here, it was more to understand the origin of this painting on behalf of his superiors.

Zhao Na can see this, and Chen Feng is no exception.

That's why he dared to be so arrogant.

As for Chen Feng's scolding, instead of being angry, Huang Shihu showed a trace of panic, and quickly said:

"We have accepted this painting, 350 million yuan, what do you think?"

He originally wanted to ask about the origin of the painting, such as where it was bought from, and whether it passed through other people's hands after that.

But thinking about it now, there is a high probability that a second generation ancestor like Chen Feng would not know about this.

He won't annoy the other party over this matter, thereby ruining the boss's good deeds.

Therefore, Huang Shihu simply stopped asking questions about the painting, and directly talked about the mortgage.

"Hey, you guys are cheap too!"

At this moment, after hearing Huang Shihu say that it could be mortgaged, Chen Feng cursed unceremoniously.

"Isn't it just a matter of mortgaging millions? As for forcing you to talk about this?"

Waste of everyone's time.

"Yes, yes, Young Master Chen, what you said is true."

Huang Shihu was afraid that he would annoy Chen Feng, so he nodded repeatedly.

Chen Feng was too lazy to say anything and threw the painting on the table:
"Exchange them all into chips and send them to the VIP room."

After speaking, Chen Feng turned around to leave.

This kind of mortgage is a steady profit for the casino.

What's more, they didn't need to pay any money, and the mortgaged items were directly exchanged into chips.

And these chips often return to the casino's hands quickly.

"It took Mr. Chen a few seconds to sign the mortgage contract.

The money will be delivered immediately. "

Huang Shihu smiled and took out a contract.

Word of mouth is useless.

After the contract is signed, this painting has nothing to do with Chen Feng anymore.

"It's really troublesome~"

Chen Feng complained when he heard this, but he was already happy in his heart.

Immediately, he didn't even bother to look at the content of the contract, and signed his name smartly - Chen Sicong.

"I'm causing trouble for you, Mr. Chen~" Huang Shihu took a look at the contract and then said with a smile: "The chips have been sent to the VIP room. If you need anything, please feel free to tell me."

According to past rules, in addition to signing a contract, a copy of your ID card is required to mortgage something.

But Huang Shihu knew that Chen Feng didn't bring his ID card, if he asked Chen Feng to report his ID number to check at this moment, he would definitely run away immediately based on the other party's state.

Huang Shihu simply did not ask for trouble.

Just get the painting in hand.

As everyone knows, Chen Feng has already pinched him to death.

"It seems your plan was a complete success~"

After walking out of the private room, Zhao Na immediately gave Chen Feng a congratulatory look.

Hearing this, Chen Feng chuckled: "The main reason is that you cooperated well."

Zhao Na is worthy of having worked in criminal investigation for many years. Whether it is temporary reaction or emotional cooperation, it has greatly enriched Chen Feng's image.

"Thank you~"

Facing Chen Feng's praise, Zhao Na responded with a smile.

After all, he glanced at Chen Feng's hand on his buttocks behind him: "It's just that there's no one around now, so there's no need to touch it like this, right?"

Hearing this, Chen Feng didn't blush and his heart didn't beat, he said grandly: "Are you acting~ What if someone sees it?"

After finishing speaking, I didn't forget to give him a slap.

"You..." Feeling the numbness coming from her butt, Zhao Na almost punched her.

But in the end she endured it.

At this time, Zhao Na seemed to think of something, and suddenly asked:

"100 million plus a painting, isn't your loss too big this time?"

(End of this chapter)