My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

The confidence in Ding Kun's words reflects the arrogance of someone who has been immersed in this field for many years.

But it also made everyone present look at Huang Wenhao.

At this time, Huang Wenhao's expression turned extremely ugly.

"His painting was obviously scraps picked up in a shop. How could it be...how could it be authentic..."

Huang Wenhao couldn't believe it.

But his words undoubtedly meant that he deliberately wanted to embarrass Yang Feng.

I just didn't expect that what I was holding was actually a fake painting?

But at this time, Ding Kun appreciated Yang Feng a little more.

"It turned out to be the result of picking up a leak. It seems that Mr. Yang is also very familiar with paintings, otherwise he would never have discovered such a dusty work."

Ding Kun sighed with emotion.

Everyone looked at Yang Feng with a little more respect.

No wonder this guy was so confident just now, it turns out he knew what he was giving was genuine.

And if this painting is real, its value is at least 2000 million.

Who is this guy to give such a generous gift?

"Mr. Yang, the ceremony is too heavy."

Lin Jinghua also sighed at this time.

Yang Feng was helpless and said: "I just don't think I can come empty-handed, so I just found something."

He didn't pay much attention to this painting.

Compare.

When Huang Wenhao got this painting as a gift just now, he came over to check it out.

Looking at Yang Feng again, he simply placed the gift at the receiving place.

The character of the two people is obvious at a glance.

Huang Wenhao lost an adult, and everyone looked at him a little funny.

Fortunately, Lin Jinghua did not pursue the matter further, but asked everyone to go back to their seats and continue tonight's banquet.

Yang Feng didn't say anything more after this incident.

In the second half of the dinner, people at each table stood up to toast.

Yang Feng found a quieter table and sat down.

However, people still came over to say hello to Yang Feng.

These people were testing Yang Feng's family business.

Yang Feng was honest, after socializing with them.

Only then did they see Lin Xue and Li Wenfei coming from not far away.

"I didn't expect you not only know porcelain, but you are also so proficient in Zhang Daqian's paintings."

When Li Wenfei sat down, there was surprise in her tone.

Yang Feng spread his hands and said, "Good luck."

"Well, it's not easy to have such good luck every time."

Li Wenfei joked.

Lin Xue was not very interested in these, and just asked: "By the way, are you going back soon?"

"Well, I think it's almost time."

"My grandpa is having a tea party later. Would you like to go sit there for a while?"

Lin Xue did not say who was attending the tea party.

But it must be some big guys.

But what surprised Lin Xue was that Yang Feng didn't seem to want to follow Yan's trend, but stretched his waist and said: "Forget it, I'm not suitable for those occasions."

"then you……"

"I actually have something I want to ask you for help with."

Yang Feng changed the topic and said: "I want to go back to my hometown to make some investments, but I don't know much about this, so I want to ask you if there is any way."

“Want to give back to your hometown?”

Lin Xue heard the meaning of Yang Feng's words, touched her chin and thought for a moment, then said: "This is actually different in every place, but your idea is actually not difficult. I can introduce some people to you then. , they help you do field research.”

"Field investigation?"

"That's right. Investigate the local cultural climate and characteristics. For example, if there are scenic spots developed, it can be suitable for the development of tourism projects. If there are a lot of land resources, it can be used for agricultural production."

Lin Xue talked eloquently.

Yang Feng is indeed far behind her in terms of doing business.

"I will send two people to help you investigate when the time comes, and communicate with the local mayor and secretary on your behalf to see if there are any policies or anything like that."

Lin Xue said finally.

Yang Feng nodded and said, "Thank you."

"It doesn't matter, just go and be the son-in-law of the Lin family from now on."

Li Wenfei's voice came from the side again.

Lin Xue's face turned slightly red upon hearing this, then he rolled his eyes at her and said, "Stop talking nonsense, someone is here."

"Hey, isn't this what you were thinking before? I just said it for you."

Li Wenfei smiled.

Yang Feng also coughed dryly and said, "What, I have something to do later... Why don't you go home first?"

"and many more."

Lin Xue suddenly stopped him.

Yang Feng was a little strange and asked, "What else is there?"

"This one……"

Lin Xue looked very embarrassed.

Li Wenfei next to her was still cheerful and said: "Xiaoxue wants to have sex with you."

"What?!"

Yang Feng staggered.

Lin Xue blushed when she was told that, and quickly explained: "Don't listen to her nonsense, just look back. If you have time, can you accompany me home?"

"what?"

"My dad and grandpa like to talk about you."

Lin Xue's usually cold face looked a little strange, and she immediately added: "It's just a simple meeting, you don't have to think too much."

"This one……"

Yang Feng scratched his head.

He didn't know how to answer.

It would seem a bit unkind to refuse directly.

But he really doesn't want to deal with such a big family.

"Don't think too much, it's just settled. How come there are so many ink marks?"

Li Wenfei said simply: "It'll be the day after tomorrow, remember to go then."

"Okay... okay."

"Look, isn't this quite simple?"

Li Wenfei grinned.

Yang Feng's expression was a little stiff, and he quickly said goodbye before leaving.

After walking out of the hotel, Yang Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to take a taxi home on the roadside, a voice stopped him and said, "Hey, Mr. Yang, you're out too."

This voice was somewhat familiar to Yang Feng.

He looked back and found that it was the man he met outside the auction last time.

"Are you Xiang Shenghui?"

Yang Feng remembered this person's name.

Xiang Shenghui laughed and said, "It's rare that Mr. Yang can still remember me after so long."

"I remember you said that day that you were an antique collector."

Yang Feng recalled.

Most of the antiques this guy bought at the auction were filled with spiritual energy.

He is certainly no ordinary person.

Xiang Shenghui smiled and said: "Yes, Mr. Yang can contact me at any time if he has suitable antiques. For example, the painting just now is very good."

He saw what happened at the banquet.

Yang Feng was not surprised and asked: "Mr. Xiang, is it a private collection or a museum?"

"It's just a private collection."

Xiang Shenghui said, glanced at his watch, and said, "Sorry, I have something to leave soon. I will definitely visit you another day."

"Okay, welcome anytime."

Yang Feng agreed.

Seeing Sheng Hui leaving in a hurry, Yang Feng's eyes gradually deepened.

He just looked at Xiang Shenghui's meridians with his spiritual eyes.

Found out he was just an ordinary guy.

This also shows that the person behind him must be the one who really controls those resources.

But Yang Feng didn't know whether this guy was good or bad.

"I guess Murong Wan knows."

Yang Feng suddenly remembered what Murong Wan said to him during the day.