Super Rich: Ten consecutive draws at the beginning will get a billion-dollar reward

The first time, the last time, the last time.

Unknown to others, Jiang Yuan's heart was really calm.

Just because a text message had come to his mobile phone.

"Boss Jiang, the person has arrived. He happened to be on a business trip in Beijing, and we brought him here for you."

The content of this text message was very few, but every word revealed a sense of humility and respect. Obviously, the person who sent the text message had a very low attitude towards Jiang Yuan.

Looking at the content, Jiang Yuan took a look with satisfaction and couldn't help but smile slightly.

These people's work efficiency is really high.

I just mentioned it a little bit, and they immediately got the job done.

As expected, within about ten minutes, the person had arrived.

Beside Jiang Yuan, an old man in his fifties stood quietly. He was not very tall, but just standing there, he gave people a feeling of mountains and flowing water.

His eyelids drooped slightly, and there was an indescribable sharpness on his face. If you look closely at his eyes, you can undoubtedly see endless depths.

He is clearly not tall, fat, short, thin, ugly, or handsome. But anyone who sees him can't move their eyes away.

He is very ordinary, but not mediocre.

For some reason, Yin Tiansheng, who was originally very proud, felt a suffocating pressure in his heart after seeing this person.

"Who is this person...?" He was in doubt, as if a storm had been set off.

A person's temperament often contains the books he has read and the roads he has walked. A person who can have such an extraordinary temperament can never be a mediocre and unknown person!

Although Yin Tiansheng did not recognize the true identity of the old man, his demeanor when standing next to Jiang Yuan made him feel a strong sense of uneasiness.

He finally began to observe Jiang Yuan seriously, and he could not help but start to really care about this mysterious stranger.

Zhou Tingsha also looked at the old man next to Jiang Yuan with a rather suspicious look. The old man was indeed extraordinary. He looked majestic in a simple Tang suit, but what really concerned her was that the old man actually held a paintbrush in his hand.

Once she had free time, she would choose to travel around the country all year round. Her purpose was to find famous artists from all over the country to observe and learn from them in any place, and she would also ask for advice.

This old man obviously had very good strength and was definitely not an ordinary painter. But she didn't know anything about this kind of person.

Generally, there are two possibilities for this situation.

First, the opponent is just a show-off, at best, he is just a flower-framed figure, only the appearance is good, and his painting skills are completely useless.

Second, the opponent is a loner, a senior figure who is immersed in the art hall. It is impossible to see a junior like me under normal circumstances.

"Which type is this person?" Zhou Tingsha was surprised.

She had just finished a good work, and she was in a very happy mood. But the sudden appearance of this old man made her heart tighten.

This is an intuition, the intuition of facing an opponent similar to herself.