Chapter 932
Chapter 932
When Chen Jianfei heard Kong shuchou say this, he knew that what he had guessed was not wrong.
Although he had known Tang Feng's ability for a long time, it was incredible that he could make an old man who was dying so lively in a few days. He looked almost several decades younger than his real age.
Shen Lao listened to Kong shuchou's words, his face also showed a surprised look, subconsciously looking toward Tang Feng.
Tang Feng is drinking tea, facing Shen Lao's eyes, just a faint smile.
Kong shuchou said respectfully to Tang Feng, "Mr. Tang, my father asked me to send this painting to you. I hope you will like it."
Tang Feng naturally knew what Kong Liangji thought.
He saw that Lin Mengjia raised her hand several times to bid for the painting, and knew that she had no interest in calligraphy and painting, so he guessed that it was for Tang Feng's sake that she took part in the bidding.
Kong shuchou held the wooden box in both hands and handed it respectfully.
But Tang Feng didn't answer it. Instead, he looked at Kong Liangji's table.
Although Lin Mengjia was separated in the middle, Tang Feng could still see Kong Liangji looking at him. Seeing him looking at him, he immediately stood up and nodded to him with a smile.
Seeing Kong Liangji's behavior, Shen saw a flash of surprised light in his eyes and couldn't help looking at Chen Jianfei.
As the owner of the Kong family, who plays an important role in China, he was so respectful and polite to a young man, which really surprised everyone.
Chen Jianfei is not surprised.
These people have the highest rights and wealth, but no one can possess them for a long time. Their life is limited. Even if they can continue their lives with money like Kong Liangji, they will die in the end.
The more people get everything, the more afraid they are to lose them.
These powerful people are more afraid of death than ordinary people.
In their eyes, people who can ensure their health and even extend their lives are just like gods.
And Tang Feng is such a person.
Chen Jianfei personally experienced Tang Feng's advice, that is, to cure his old wounds, and to cure Zhang Qingyu's stubborn illness for decades. In addition to Kong Liangji's rejuvenation, he fully believes that there is no disease that Tang Feng can't cure in this world.
No matter Zhang Qingyu, Kong Liangji or all living beings are equal in the face of life and death, and Tang Feng is the only one who can break this equality.
What they respect is not only Tang Feng, but his ability.
Even Chen Jianfei himself is in fact the same.
Kong shuchou still held the painting in his hands and stood there with a respectful smile on his face.
Tang Feng took back his eyes and said carelessly, "let's put it here."
This is a painting that has just sold for 50 million yuan. Tang Feng's tone is so light. It seems that what Kong shuchou is holding is just a very ordinary object.
In fact, his attention to this painting is not due to the painting itself, nor is it necessary to get it, but if someone comes to the door, it is also fate, and naturally it is acceptance.
For anyone, no matter how high his status is, Tang Feng is always so casual.
Looking at Tang Feng, Shen's face turned into a smile.
He seems to appreciate Tang Feng.
Although Kong shuchou is not the head of the Kong family, he is the young master of the Kong family and the son most valued by the head of the family. He is likely to become the future head of the family. In the circle, anyone who sees Ke looks very respectful. I'm afraid that when no one ever talks to him, he doesn't even give him a straight eye. Moreover, when he hands something up, he will not give him a straight eye, He ordered him to put it aside.
However, Kong shuchou's face didn't show any displeasure. He still followed Tang Feng's words and put the wooden box on the table.
Although Ruan Kant was sitting at Lin Mengjia's table, he could see the situation here clearly. He said "excuse me" to Lin Mengjia and other humanists, that is, he got up and came here.
Seeing this, Kong shuchou nodded to him.
Nguyen answered with a smile and asked him to sit down and talk.
Kong shuchou shook his head and said with a smile, "this performance prepared by Sir Kant is very wonderful. I see you are all absorbed in it. I don't want to disturb you, so I'll leave first."
Ruan Kant looked rather regretful and said, "well, we'll talk again when the performance is over and the banquet is over."
Shen looked at Kong shuchou and said with a smile, "shuchou, where are you staying with Kong?"
"If we go back to Mr. Shen, we'll stay with Mr. Zhang." Kong shuchou turned to Mr. Shen and said respectfully.
Chen Jianfei leaned over to old Shen and said, "it's shouting."
Mr. Shen said with a smile, "Oh," nodded and said, "if you are not in a hurry, tomorrow, I will go to his home to see your father and talk to him about the past."
"Yes, I will tell my father."
Kong shuchou answered. Seeing that Shen had no other orders, he turned and left.
When I went back this time, after Kong Qinghua's side, I whispered to her: "your grandfather has something to say to you, come with me."
When he spoke, his pace did not slow down at all. As the voice fell, he had left.
His voice was very small. When he left, he turned his back to Tang Feng. Naturally, Ruan Kant would not hear him. Even if he had noticed, he would not care about the family affairs of the Kong family. He looked at the wooden box on the table and said with a smile to Tang Feng, "if I had known that Mr. Tang was interested in this painting, I would have sent it to him directly."
Tang Feng light way: "no harm, the results are the same."
For Tang Feng, the painting eventually belongs to him. As for who sent it, it doesn't matter at all.
But for Ruan Kant, it was totally different.
His face looked a little embarrassed. He rubbed his hands and said, "in my family, there is another painting of Tang Yin's ink. It's just that it's not a landscape, but a lady. If my husband likes it, I can send it immediately."
Tang Feng looked at Ruan Kant with a smile on his face, but he did not speak.
Ruan Kant was puzzled and stunned for a few seconds before he tried to say, "does Mr. Ruan only like mountains and rivers?"
Tang Feng mouth slightly pick pick pick, light way: "this painting is your auction?"
"Yes." Ruan Kant was still puzzled and nodded.
"Don't you," Tang Feng said with a hint of fun, "after you get this painting, nothing unusual happens?"
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