Chen Feng shook his head and put away the painting.

He was also shocked. He really didn't expect that just one painting would be worth so much money.

What's more, there is something else in this painting, and I definitely can't win three million!

"If you don't want to sell it, you don't want to sell it. Even if you don't want to sell it for 100 million yuan, can this painting be sold for 100 million yuan?"

Wang Miaoke looked at Chen Feng with disdain.

Although she really wanted an authentic painting, there were other ways.

I just didn't want to spend more money, so I gave up the idea of ​​buying it from Chen Feng at a low price.

Chen Feng didn't want to, so Wang Miaoke had no choice but to give up.

"It's not sold for 100 million."

Chen Feng smiled faintly, turned around and left.

"Young people are too arrogant and don't know how to restrain their arrogance."

Mr. Zhao also shook his head, he was just a young man who was lucky for a while.
Chapter completed!