I Became the Rich Second-Generation Villain

" Mother , I’m here."

Fang Heng came to the ward with a big bag of things, but saw one more of him in the ward After the person he didn't want to meet, he couldn't help but scowled again.

"Yeah, what are you doing here, the rich second generation of your pampering?" Fang Heng mystifying said.

"Little Heng, don't be rude, he came to visit mother specially." Fang Xuan reprimanded.

"Nothing to show your courtesy, you will steal if you do it." Fang Heng curl one's lip.

Fang Xuan was a little unhappy, but did not continue to reprimand. After all, Fang Heng is her younger brother, and she has no reason to help others to blame her younger brother.

Furthermore, Fang Xuan thinks Wang Haoran is pretty bad.

However, she didn't feel any disgust towards Wang Haoran, and even felt like she wanted to get close.

This is a very ambivalent mentality.

"Little Heng, this is your elder sister's friend, you must not be disrespectful to others, otherwise I will knock you on the head!"

Fang Xuan mother is very grateful that he just turned up Teach the mother and son next door, so dissatisfied to criticize the son.

"Okay, I'll be polite." Fang Heng reluctantly reluctantly agreed, took an apple out of the bag, and threw it to Wang Haoran.

"Please eat!"

Wang Haoran reached out and took it easily, but did not eat.

Firstly, he doesn't like to eat apples, secondly, the apples are not washed.

This Fang Heng fuck is deliberately messing up.

If it wasn't for stalking the wool, Wang Haoran wanted to throw the apple back, and directly beat Fang Heng's face crooked.

But after thinking about it, Wang Haoran still didn't do it.

First let this kid be proud, and he will suffer when the wool is finished.

"Little Heng, these apples are not washed, why do you give them to the guests?" Fang Xuan mother angry look scolded.

"Hey, a rich second-generation like him, how could he like to eat apples, which are common people's food, and he would not eat it after washing, so why bother." Fang Heng said with sarcasm.

Fang Xuan mother's face condensed, and she wanted to blame, but Fang Heng took the lead and changed the subject: "Where is the annoying mother and son in the bed next door?"

"I was driven away, I guess I changed beds, and I will not live here in the future." Fang Xuan opened the mouth and said.

"What's the matter?" Fang Heng asked.

Fang Xuan heard it from his mother and relayed it to Fang Heng.

When Fang Heng heard it, he was not grateful, but looked at Wang Haoran with some irritation.

He is ready to teach the pesky mother and child by himself, and show off the evil anger for a long time.

I don't want to be driven away by the troubled Wang Haoran.

Fang Heng is very depressed.

"You are so good to my family for no reason. I think you want to pursue my sister, right?" Fang Heng stared at Wang Haoran.

"Pursuing your sister? You think too much." Wang Haoran smiled.

Does Fang Xuan still use pursuit? The sheets have been rolled twice, and they are still pursuing a fart.

"Pretend garlic, you don’t want to pursue my sister, then why are you being so good to my family." Fang Heng didn’t believe it, and despised:

"Don’t think you have some stinky money , I think I’m great, and I have the money."

As he said, he took out the one and a half-meter-long scroll he brought with him. Not for sale!"

Hearing this, Fang Xuan's heart moved.

Ask four million? This must be the childcare that Wang Haoran is looking for!

The younger brother is so stupid, why didn't you sell it?

"What is this?" Wang Haoran pretended to be surprised.

"The picture of drinking horses in Zhao Meng Mansion, but you definitely don't know. Maybe you don't even know who Zhao Meng Mansion is." Fang Heng said with sarcasm.

The reason why this ancient painting was not sold is because Fang Heng wanted to take the ancient painting to hit the face of the mother and son in the bed next door.

The aunt in the bed next door talks and shuts down all day to show off her son's annual salary of one million.

Going to Furukawa Street to buy a painting by yourself will be worth his son's work for several years.

They must be beaten up in the face.

It's just a pity that people were driven away by Wang Haoran.

Aside.

Fang Xuan only feels embarrassed.

This younger brother is the one she knows best. She didn't study seriously in middle school, and her grades were mediocre. Recently, after reading a few antique books, she feels that she is a human being.

It's silly enough.

In her opinion, if it weren't for Wang Haoran to find a childcare, it would be difficult for this broken painting to sell for dozens of dollars.

"I have heard of Zhao Mengfu. From the end of the Southern Song Dynasty to the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, famous painters, Calligraphy and poets were called the crown of the Yuan Dynasty. They created a new style of painting in the Yuan Dynasty. , And become the four masters of regular script." Wang Haoran said slowly.

As an academic tyrant, this knowledge reserve is still there.

Fang Heng was stunned.

He only learned through Gold Finger that this was a picture of Zhao Mengfu drinking horses, and he didn't know much about Zhao Mengfu.

"Didn't expect you still know this, not bad, not bad." Fang Heng, the boss of self-appraisal treasure, old-fashioned Hengqiu commented on Wang Haoran.

"Little Heng, can this painting really sell for that many money?!"

Fang Xuan mother asked incredulously.

"It’s true!" Fang Heng said in a firm tone:

"Last time I sold a 5 million antique, but I still have time to tell you that this is The baby I bought for the second time, someone offered a price of 4 million. Your son, I, have an extraordinary innate talent for Jianbao's business. In the future, our family will definitely be able to live a wealthy life!"

"And , I have already spent money to send someone to various places to find the source of the kidney. After the source of the kidney is found, mother, your illness will be cured."

"You can wait for the cure and enjoy the blessing. !"

"Xuan Xuan, is this true?" Fang Xuan mother couldn't believe it, so she asked Fang Xuan.

"Mom, it's true, the family has money, a lot of money, our family will never worry about money anymore." Fang Xuan's tone was determined.

There is indeed no shortage of money at home. Of the 10 million that Wang Haoran promised, half of it has reached Fang Heng's hands.

"very good, very good... my son is promising." Fang Xuan mother was tearful with excitement.

Fang Heng felt extremely honored when he saw it.

Wang Haoran watched silently for a while, and suddenly said:

"I am very interested in collecting paintings. Can you sell the drinking horse pictures?"

"Someone bid 4 million and I didn't sell it. How much can you pay?" Fang Heng asked.

"5 million, if you want, I can give you money now." Wang Haoran said cleanly.

"Okay, deal!" Fang Heng didn't have any ink.

He had already inquired about this picture of drinking horses on the market, and it sold for about 4.5 million to 4.8 million.

Wang Haoran's bid of 5 million is already very high.

Fang Heng hates each other, but he doesn't have trouble with money.

Wang Haoran started operating on the banking software immediately, and soon a 24-hour dedicated account manager called to confirm the transfer.

In less than ten minutes, 5 million was successfully paid to Fang Heng's account.

Fang Xuan was relieved a lot when he saw this scene.

Wang Haoran really talks about credit, saying that 10 million is really not less than a point.

【Ding, the host controls behind the scenes, causing protagonist Fang Heng to earn the second pot of gold and show off to heroine Fang Xuan and fail, obtain villain points 200! ]

"It's yours." Fang Heng handed out the scroll.

Wang Haoran did not pick up, but asked the driver to do it for him.

From beginning to end, he didn't even open the scroll to take a look.

Fang Heng was surprised at this.

Fang Xuan is not surprised at all.

Wang Haoran just wants to give money in this way, the painting is not important at all.

Of course you don’t need to see it.

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