Chapter 35: Just You Wait
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Huang Feiyang and Yang Yiyi browsed for another half hour before preparing to leave.
After all, he had already bought Yang Yiyi a blue-and-white porcelain vase.
If they put it up for auction, making three or four million would not be difficult.
He had bought it for 2.98 million.
In Yang Yiyi’s words, she had merely borrowed 2.98 million from Huang Feiyang for the time being.
“Thank you, Brother Feiyang!”
Yang Yiyi glanced at the vase held by her female bodyguard, then turned to Huang Feiyang and gave him a sweet smile.
“You’re welcome!”
Huang Feiyang lightly pinched her pretty cheek with his right hand and smiled.
“Come on! Let’s head back first!”
He had no interest in staying there any longer. The stall owners and shopkeepers had been looking at him rather strangely.
In truth, it was perfectly understandable.
After all, Huang Feiyang had become famous in Panjiayuan.
A young man had spent nearly six million in less than two hours.
Without a doubt, that was an astonishing sum.
It would have been difficult for him not to attract attention.
“All right!”
Yang Yiyi obediently nodded, took Huang Feiyang’s hand, and followed him out.
“Young man!”
“Wait!”
Just as Huang Feiyang and the others were about to leave, an elderly voice rang out from nearby.
Its owner was none other than Old Cao, whom they had encountered earlier.
At his side stood the imposing middle-aged man, along with a group of subordinates.
“Is something wrong?”
After a moment of surprise, Huang Feiyang looked at Old Cao in confusion.
“Young man, I’d like to buy your painting, Strange Stone Picture!”
“I’ll offer you double the price. Six million—how about it?”
The middle-aged man looked at Huang Feiyang and spoke with some excitement.
“Sorry. I’m not selling.”
Huang Feiyang gently shook his head and rejected him outright.
Six million?
Ha!
He intended to keep this painting for his own collection.
In his previous life, the painting had sold for several hundred million at auction.
He and this middle-aged man were complete strangers. Huang Feiyang had no interest in making a losing deal.
Beside him, Yang Yiyi had already turned to stone.
Six million just like that?
This—
Brother Feiyang was amazing!
Yang Yiyi was secretly astonished. The look she gave Huang Feiyang was filled with admiration.
Upon hearing Huang Feiyang’s answer, the smile on the middle-aged man’s face instantly froze.
Old Cao, standing beside him, was equally incredulous.
This boy had turned a profit of three million in less than an hour, yet he still refused to sell Strange Stone Picture?
Was he kidding?
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Holding out for a better price!
That boy was definitely holding out for a better price!
“Ten million!”
“Consider it a chance for us to become friends. What do you say?”
“My name is Li Wen!”
“I truly need this painting!”
After taking a deep breath, the middle-aged man spoke with a solemn expression.
“I’m very sorry.”
“I intend to keep this painting for my collection.”
“It isn’t a matter of money. If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave.”
Huang Feiyang spread his hands and spoke with complete calm.
With that, he reached for Yang Yiyi’s hand and prepared to leave.
“Young man!”
“The more friends you have, the more roads you have to walk!”
“Are you determined to oppose me?”
Li Wen let out a cold snort, anger and embarrassment boiling over.
At that moment, he had completely lost his patience.
“Interpret it however you like.”
After a brief pause, Huang Feiyang replied indifferently.
A trace of amusement flashed across his eyes.
Angry now?
Did he intend to force a sale?
Ha!
With that, Huang Feiyang simply took Yang Yiyi and left.
As for Li Wen’s threat, he had not taken it seriously in the slightest.
“Very well!”
“Just you wait!”
Li Wen stared at Huang Feiyang’s retreating figure and sneered.
A cold glint flashed across his eyes.
Beside him, Old Cao opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.
It was better not to meddle in a clash between powerful people.
In fact, what he had wanted to remind Li Wen was this:
This was the imperial capital!
The very foot of the Son of Heaven, a place where hidden dragons and crouching tigers abounded!
There was no need for it. Boss Li would be better off not making enemies with anyone.
However, Old Cao also understood very well that Li Wen was a wealthy magnate. After being rejected several times, it was only natural that he would be angry.
Besides, it was obvious that Li Wen was determined to obtain Strange Stone Picture.
Unfortunately, he had never expected that the painting would already have been snatched away by a young man.
Hearing Li Wen’s words, Huang Feiyang could not help stopping.
“I’ll be waiting.”
He looked back at Li Wen and spoke calmly.
A threat?
Ha!
He accepted no threats.
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Having been reborn once, if he still acted timidly and hesitated over everything, what would be the point of living?
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“Brother Feiyang, that man was awful!”
In the car, Yang Yiyi could not help complaining.
Her pretty face was filled with disgust.
“That’s normal.”
“There are all kinds of people in this world.”
Huang Feiyang smiled, his expression utterly unconcerned.
As for Li Wen’s threat, he had not taken it seriously at all.
If the other man left him alone, so be it.
But if he provoked him?
Then they would each rely on their own abilities and see who ended up suffering in the end.
In reality, not long after Huang Feiyang left, Li Wen had already begun to sense that something was wrong.
He had noticed the large group of male and female bodyguards following behind Huang Feiyang and Yang Yiyi.
Two teenagers accompanied by so many bodyguards?
Anyone who was not an idiot could tell that the pair were far from ordinary.
Even so, he remained deeply displeased.
And furious.
If the opportunity arose, he would not mind taking revenge on Huang Feiyang.
After weighing the matter carefully, however, he ultimately decided not to retaliate immediately.
He was also worried that he might provoke someone he could not afford to offend.
He was not afraid of two half-grown youngsters, but who could guarantee that there was no one behind them—within their family backgrounds—that he could not afford to antagonize?
“Let’s go!”
After taking a deep breath and calming himself, Li Wen led the large group away.
On the way, Huang Feiyang and Yang Yiyi chatted idly.
As they were nearing the villa, Yang Yiyi suddenly stared at Huang Feiyang’s face and asked, “Brother Feiyang, do you like me more, or Sister Xiruo?”
A nervous look appeared in her eyes.
“Ahem!”
Hearing her question, Huang Feiyang nearly choked to death on his own saliva.
Were girls these days really so bold?
Huang Feiyang grumbled inwardly.
Not long ago, Xiruo and Yiyi had wanted to enter into a marriage alliance with him.
And now she was asking him a question like this.
“We’re still young.”
After much difficulty, Huang Feiyang finally managed to force out those words.
“Young?”
“How am I young?”
Pouting, Yang Yiyi glared at Huang Feiyang unhappily.
Then, deliberately, she thrust out her chest.
“…”
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