Butler Yan handed the painting to Yejiu and spread it out carefully.
After examining the authenticity of the painting for a while, Yejiu curled his lips slightly, it seemed to be an authentic work.
Hong Xing'er was almost intoxicated by his charming look with his lips curled up.
She was delighted and raised her red lips.
"Master Jiu, I got this painting of 'Yishan' by chance when I was studying in Europe." Hong Xing'er straightened the corner of her clothes, her pretty face flushed slightly, soft and delicate.
"Yes, yes," Hong Xian quickly agreed. "Xing'er was studying at the Royal Kenny Academy in Europe at the time, but I didn't realize that you, Jiu Ye, also graduated from this school. You could be considered Xing'er's senior. I knew you were looking for 'Yishan', so I came across it by chance and bought it without hesitation. I want to give it to you."
Butler Yan sneered. Another woman trying to get close to Master Jiu.
Yejiu's face remained unchanged, still covered with a light frost, and there was a desolate look between his brows.
He glanced at Hong Xing'er, and she felt very cold, like an ancient icy pond.
"Butler Yan." He narrowed his eyes without any emotion, and his voice was low and cold.
"Yes." Butler Yan took out the check he had prepared long ago, handed it to Hong Xing'er, and then stepped aside.
Hong Xing'er was holding the check for 100 million yuan in her hand in surprise, and saw Ye Jiuye stand up from his chair and start to leave.
"Master Jiu, senior." Hong Xing'er couldn't figure it out. Was she not charming enough?
Yejiu put one hand in his pocket, his tall and straight body facing the sunlight. The sharp lines of his face projected a breathtaking handsomeness, but the words that came out of his lips were cold, "Don't let me hear you say half a word about me from your mouth again."
"It makes people do evil."
He was gloomy and cold, with no warmth in his eyes. He still had that enchanting look, but the coldness that seeped from his eyes was so cold that it frightened Hong Xing'er.
"Nine, Nine Master?" Hong Xian was at a loss as to what to do with Ye Jiuye who suddenly became angry.
"You can go away now. Don't let me see this kind of 'thing' again." There was indifference and coldness in Yejiu's eyes.
The so-called "thing" refers to the woman Hong Xing'er. What he hates most is women. Their eyes are full of ambition and they don't even try to hide it.
And Hong Xian brought her in without knowing the consequences. If it weren't for the fact that Yishan was in his hands, he would have had her thrown out.
He would feel disgusted if he looked at it for even a second longer.
"Yes, yes, yes..." Hong Xian was so scared that he was sweating profusely, fearing that if Ye Jiuye was really angry, his Hongshan Group would be finished.
"Nine... Ugh!"
Hong Xing'er was still unwilling to give in. As soon as she opened her mouth, her father covered her mouth and glared at her fiercely: Shut up if you don't want to die!
"You should know my temper. Next time, I can't guarantee that her tongue will still be there." Yejiu said with a cold face, turned around and left.
"Master Jiu, don't worry, there won't be a next time." Before Hong Xian finished speaking, Ye Jiu had disappeared.
Breathe a sigh of relief.
After all, he got a check for 100 million. The painting "Yishan" was originally bought for 50 million. This trip almost angered Ye Jiuye.
Even though he knew that Ye Jiuye hated women, Hong Xian still held on to hope. After all, his daughter was so outstanding, maybe it was just luck.
Like many people who are optimistic, they often offer women to them.
Alas, how could he forget that those wealthy businessmen who gave away women all ended up in a miserable state.
He was really blinded by greed to think that Ye Jiuye would fall in love with women.
Maybe Ye Jiuye has unusual habits...
Maybe Ye Jiuye likes men...
kindness?
Hong Xian let go of Hong Xing'er, opened his eyes wide and looked ahead.
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