At this time, Lan Xiaoqing hooked Yu Ye's neck and put her ear to the back of the phone. She could hear clearly whatever was said on the other end of the phone.
"It's not that I'm anxious, it's my friend who is! He heard that you were still hesitating, so he told me that if it doesn't work, I'll give you 100 million, and you can send the painting over now, okay?" the woman said hurriedly.
"Hey, I'm sorry, the painting no longer belongs to me. When the old man of the Lan family passed his birthday, it was already given to him." Yu Ye said with a smile.
He originally thought that if he wanted the three times the premium, he would have to fight with the other party for a while to realize it, but he didn't expect that the other party would directly offer three times the price.
This surprised him even more.
"What? Already sent out? Oh, why are you in such a hurry!" The woman felt regretful for a while, and then asked: "Then can you take it back?"
"What are you talking about... The things you sent out will still have to come back..." Yu Ye said with a bitter smile: "It's impossible, otherwise I'll come back."
"What should we do? One hundred million, brother!" the woman said seductively.
"If I don't come back even if I don't get one billion, that's it, I'm sorry." Yu Ye said with a smile.
"You are thinking of a way. Anyway, as long as you hand over the painting to me, I will give you 100 million, just do it!" The woman still refused to give up.
However, when she finished speaking, she realized that Yu Ye had hung up the phone.
Putting down their mobile phones, Yu Ye and Lan Xiaoqing sat on the bed and stared at each other.
They all doubt life.
Why is this painting suddenly worth 100 million?
The last time we took the photo, others said it was worth 25 million.
There is also someone who laughs at Yuye because he is a wealthy person and bought a painting for a premium of 10 million.
But now, someone actually offered 100 million!
"Yu Ye, tell me, is the painter's wife playing truth or dare and calling us to play with us?" Lan Xiaoqing asked.
"It's possible!" Yu Ye said with a smile: "Anything can happen these days, maybe it's truth or dare."
"What if it's not the case?" Lan Xiaoqing said timidly.
For a moment, the two of them were relatively speechless.
If not, I would have made 65 million less...
Sixty-five million!
How many people will never make five million in their lifetime, let alone sixty-five million!
"It's okay. The decision I made will not be changed. I will send you the card number right now." After saying that, Yu Ye took out his mobile phone and sent the card number and name to Lan Xiaoqing.
Soon, Lan Xiaoqing's cell phone rang. She picked up the phone and saw the message sent by Yu Ye, then nodded and said, "I'll forward it to grandpa."
After saying that, she got out of bed and said to Yexiao, "I'm going to see if the food is ready!"
As soon as Lan Xiaoqing walked out of the guest room, she hurried to the sofa in the living room. She felt that her heartbeat was a little fast.
So she immediately took a few deep breaths, and after she felt her heartbeat stabilized, she picked up the phone, called Mr. Lan, and told him everything that had just happened.
After listening to Lan Xiaoqing's words, Mr. Lan pondered for a moment and said: "Everything must be evil. Granddaughter, you are right. Grandpa can send someone to investigate this matter. Yu Ye is a good young man, six thousand and five thousand." Even millions of dollars can't make him seduce him. If he gives up his bottom line as a human being, this kid will become a great asset in the future! I'll let someone transfer the money to Yu Ye first!"
"Okay grandpa!" Lan Xiaoqing responded.
Ten minutes later, Yu Ye's mobile phone notified that a transfer had been received.
Yu Ye logged into online banking and saw that 35 million had already arrived.
Without thinking, he turned back to Xu Mei.
After all, he had to ask Xu Mei for the money when he was taking pictures.
Now that the money can be returned, it is a great relief for his financial pressure.
In other words, he now has no financial pressure.
At the same time, Lan Xiaoqing immediately received a call from Mr. Lan.
"Xiao Qing, what do you think is going on?" Mr. Lan asked.
"Grandpa, it has only been more than ten minutes, and you have found it?" Lan Xiaoqing asked in surprise.
"Hey! Isn't it easy to check this? Have you been your grandfather for so many years?" Mr. Lan laughed and scolded.
"Wow, really! What's going on?" Lan Xiaoqing asked hurriedly.
"That's what happened..."
Mr. Lan paused and said, "This matter is actually not that simple. First of all, let me tell you that the painter is dead."
"What?" Lan Xiaoqing was stunned when she heard this!
Her eyes widened with disbelief on her face and she asked, "Are you saying that the artist who painted that painting is dead?"
"Yes!" Mr. Lan responded and said, "It's just for the afternoon!"
"Wow..." Lan Xiaoqing felt that her CPU was not working properly.
"Can you deduce a conclusion from this incident? Grandpa will test you and give you three minutes." Mr. Lan said with a smile.
"Three minutes...Okay, let me think about it!"
In the Lan family, such sudden test questions are common. Mr. Lan will often attack suddenly and give a few key "causes" so that the younger generations can guess the "effect".
When she was a child, Lan Xiaoqing liked to play this kind of game, and Mr. Lan also enjoyed it endlessly.
However, Lan Chengfeng hates this kind of game very much. He prefers direct things, and Lan Chengfeng doesn't like doing this kind of roundabout and mind-consuming things. He can be said to be an top student.
Whenever Mr. Lan thinks about Lan Chengfeng's shortcomings, he always frowns secretly, lamenting in his heart that his eldest grandson is not perfect enough.
Soon, three minutes passed.
"How's it going, Xiaoqing!"
When Mr. Lan's voice suddenly rang on the other end of the phone, Lan Xiaoqing suddenly woke up!
She slumped into her phone and said, "Grandpa, no, this question is too difficult! It's too difficult to deduce why someone offered 100 million to buy a painting from just this one condition!"
Facing Lan Xiaoqing's coquettish words, Mr. Lan laughed and scolded: "Little girl, you are getting older every day, but your brain is not growing. If you let that kid do this question, he will definitely be able to do it. Do you believe it?" "
"Tch, I don't believe it!" Lan Xiaoqing said unwillingly.
In front of her grandfather, Lan Xiaoqing is just a little girl who has no logic and only acts coquettishly and cutely.
"Then go tell Yu Ye about this and see what Yu Ye says!" Mr. Lan said.
"Okay, I'll go find him now. I don't believe it anymore. Can he have more brains than me or something?"
With that said, Lan Xiaoqing got up from the sofa, quickly ran to the guest room door, knocked twice, and when Yu Ye opened the door, she rushed into the room and told Yu Ye what happened.
"What? You said, the painter is dead?" After hearing Lan Xiaoqing's words, Yu Ye also looked surprised.
