He rummaged through the address book, found a name, clicked on the face of the person and transferred 500,000 yuan to him.
[The final payment is due.]
[Thank you very much. If you need me any help in the future, please feel free to ask.]
[Contact again.]
He turned off his phone and lowered his head to light a cigarette.
After the last incident where Feng Gan drugged Hua Jian, she found the man she had just contacted after being discharged from the hospital.
A middleman, a scalper who makes money from anything.
He agreed on a price of one million.
The scalper found the senior employee of Feng’s company who had reported the case under his real name.
As for how they divided the money, Hua Jian had no control over it.
"Don't blame me this time. The Feng Gan you like is really disgusting."
Hua Jian murmured softly as he watched the white smoke in front of him slowly float upwards and then disappear in mid-air.
After finishing a cigarette, the phone rang again.
Hua Jian lowered his head and saw that the scalper had sent him another message.
[I have a message for Hua Shao as a gift.]
[Your mother secretly prepared 60 million yuan to buy a posthumous work by an unknown painter from Janard.]
[This message is authentic.]
[Except for his own paintings, all the other so-called famous artists' paintings in Janard's hand are fake. This one is not authentic.]
The news came in with a jingle.
Hua Jian squinted his eyes and didn't move for a long time.
In the original owner's memory, Mrs. Hua also learned painting when she was young.
She and Xie's father met because of an art exhibition.
A mature and steady man who had just lost his wife fell in love at first sight with a beautiful woman who had also lost her husband and was raising her children independently.
Besides, this beautiful woman is also a talented painter.
This is an even more fatal attraction for Mr. Xie, who likes to show off his literary taste.
But spending 60 million to buy a painting?
This is not like Mrs. Hua's style.
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