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

"I...I don't have any cash."

Yang Feng's face turned red.

However, Zhao Zhuwei just joked and happily took out her mobile phone from her pocket to pay.

At the same time, a couple walked in at the door.

"I just like that new model of mobile phone. My dear, can you buy it for me?"

The girl's cooing voice came.

The boy couldn't bear this, and immediately agreed: "Buy, buy, buy, buy whatever you want."

Seeing how readily he agreed, the girl seemed to nod with satisfaction.

But when they walked into the store, they suddenly saw Zhao Zhuwei paying Yang Feng at the cashier.

"Why don't you buy another one and use it as a backup machine? You can still use two cards."

Zhao Zhuwei asked.

Yang Feng nodded and said: "That's okay, then I'm welcome."

With that said, Yang Feng took another new mobile phone.

Then he saw Zhao Zhuwei scanning the QR code to pay and leaving the mobile phone store.

When the couple saw this scene, they were stunned on the spot.

"Fuck?"

The boy looked confused, and then his expression gradually changed from calm to jealous.

"Look at this person! Look at this person!!!"

The boy became anxious and said angrily to his girlfriend: "No, you have to buy me a mobile phone today, and I want to buy two!"

Damn it, we are all human beings, why should I be blamed for spending money on someone else’s girlfriend who is so beautiful?

The girl was also frightened there. She weakly took out her mobile phone and said: "I... I pay the bill?"

For a moment, the two of them seemed to have changed their positions offensively and defensively.

In less than 1 minute, the clerk felt that he was greatly shocked.

Yang Feng didn't know what happened at this time.

After he and Zhao Zhuwei left here, they went out to have a meal.

I waited until evening before driving to her house.

Yang Feng had been to this place once before.

When I came back, I didn’t have much emotion.

Parked the car in the garage.

Yang Feng looked at the five or six luxury cars in the garage. If he took out any one of them, he could buy dozens of his own.

As expected of a wealthy family, the price of my car here is probably the price of one wheel.

"Why don't you go back and buy a better car? Anyway, you are not short of money now."

Zhao Zhuwei's voice came from the side.

Yang Feng didn't care and said: "Forget it, I'm not really interested in cars, as long as I can drive it."

The two of them said that and walked towards home.

Today, Qiu Yuexiang cooked the food herself and asked the nanny to help her.

Yang Feng didn't accept her thank you fee last time, which made her feel very guilty.

Inside the villa lobby.

There are already several dishes on the table.

At this time, Qiu Yuexiang was coming out with a plate of fried meat. When he saw that the two of them had come back, he smiled and said: "Xiao Feng is here, wash your hands and get ready to eat. Lao Zhao just came back and came down after replying a message in the study." "

"Thank you auntie."

Although Yang Feng had a general impression of her, he still agreed proactively.

The sky was gradually getting dark at this time.

Zhao Guofeng came down from upstairs, and there were four people sitting at the dining table.

There was an extra guest at home today, which made Zhao Guofeng feel much better than usual.

After finishing the meal, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening.

"Let's go and take a look at my collection room."

Zhao Guofeng finally made the invitation.

Yang Feng came here just for this, and simply said: "Then I'm not welcome."

"Haha, whether you are polite or not, I have heard about it. You and Han Yunfu are good friends. You even presented a painting by Zhang Daqian at the Lin family's banquet, which shows that you are very proficient in this."

Zhao Guofeng laughed.

It seems that the circle of rich people in Jiangcheng is really small.

Zhao Guofeng actually knew this.

Yang Feng could only bow his head humbly and said: "That's just good luck."

"Dad, I want to see it too!"

Zhao Zhuwei jumped over at this time and came to Yang Feng's side.

Seeing the curious look in her big eyes, Yang Feng felt a little strange and said, "Don't you often watch it at home?"

"My dad is stingy and won't let me in casually."

Zhao Zhuwei muttered.

Zhao Guofeng had no choice but to say: "Isn't it because you are such a careless girl? What if you break my things later?"

"How about you all go and I'll go to the door and water the flowers and come back later."

Qiu Yuexiang said beside him.

Zhao Guofeng didn't say any more and took Yang Feng and Zhao Zhuwei to the end of the corridor on the second floor.

There is only one room here, which is Zhao Guofeng's collection room.

With the door open.

The three of them walked in together.

When he saw it for the first time, Yang Feng couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

What is a truly rich person?

The constant temperature and humidity configuration in this room is already expensive.

Look at the shelves lined with precious porcelain.

Antiques such as calligraphy and paintings that are difficult to preserve will be protected with special materials.

The entire room covers dozens of square meters, but just looking at the items on these shelves, their value must have exceeded billions.

"Actually, I can be considered a small collector. Many of the collections here were bought and exchanged ten years ago or even more than ten years ago. The prices for most of them were actually not high, but things are different now. Compared."

When Zhao Guofeng introduced Yang Feng, his tone was still somewhat proud.

After all, after he knew that Yang Feng knew about antiques, he thought about letting Yang Feng take a look at the collection room.

No matter how rich you are, you can't avoid the sense of accomplishment when you show off your achievements.

Zhao Zhuwei had come in before. After looking at it for a while, she suddenly pointed to a painting next to her and said, "Is this the painting the kidnapper wanted that day?"

"Yes, this is the picture of Laojun conferring elixirs by Wu Daozi."

Zhao Guofeng introduced.

While this painting is protected by materials, it is surrounded by a special glass.

Inside the glass, there is a very soft yellow light, which just shines on the painting.

It can be seen that Zhao Guofeng spent a lot of money for this collection room.

Yang Feng looked at the painting carefully, his eyes gradually deepening.

After a moment, his expression revealed a hint of a smile.

Not surprisingly, this painting does have a very rich aura, even richer than any previous antique.

Wu Daozi, the sage of painting, was very intelligent in every stroke he made, and he truly lived up to his reputation.

After Yang Feng looked at it for a while, he looked at another painting next to him.

This painting also has a strong aura, but there is no signature on it.

Yang Feng was a little curious and asked, "Whose work is this painting?"