Solving Middle Age Crisis by Intelligence System-Chapter 311 - 214: Barely Finished the Job and Got Burned

Qi Yun’s mouth curled into a smile, "I was wondering why you were so concerned, turns out you’re just worried about your money not being paid back."

"You bet." Shi Feng shook his hair and continued, "Why did you come to see me? You’re not just here to tell me this news, are you?"

Qi Yun picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, replying, "Do you have any paintings here? Pick out a couple for me to give away."

"Of course I do!" As soon as Shi Feng heard there was business, a smile immediately spread across his face, "Who do you want the paintings from, Mr. Qi?"

Qi Yun shook his head, "You choose for me, find two with good value for money."

Shi Feng raised an eyebrow, "Like that teacup from last time?"

"Hey, no way." Qi Yun quickly waved his hand, "This time they have to be authentic. If they’re fakes and someone finds out, it would be terrible."

"Authentic, huh..." Hearing this, Shi Feng stroked his mustache, calculating the paintings he had.

"Wait here, I’ll go find them for you."

With that, he got up and walked behind the counter.

A few minutes later, he came back with several scrolls in his hands and sat down again.

"This ’Lan Stone Painting,’ I bought it for sixty thousand yuan, just give me the cost price."

"This ’Guangwu Crossing River Painting’ is seventy thousand."

"..."

Shi Feng unrolled each scroll, introducing them one by one to Qi Yun.

Qi Yun smacked his lips, not impressed with any of them.

"Don’t you have any good stuff in your shop? The quality is too low, show me something slightly higher."

Although he didn’t understand paintings, from the prices alone, it was clear the intention wasn’t sincere enough.

"Hey! Who do you think you’re looking down on? You asked for value for money, that’s why I brought these out." Shi Feng grumbled a bit unhappily and got up to go back to the counter.

A moment later, he returned with several more scrolls.

"Look carefully, this masterpiece ’Ink Bamboo Mountain Painting’ by ’Mr. Dongxin,’ was bought at an auction two years ago, sixty thousand."

"And this ’Women with Flower Hairpins’ by Jin Tingbiao, also bought at an auction, forty-five thousand."

"Are these classy enough?"

Qi Yun nodded, "The class is enough, let’s go with these two."

"Alright." Hearing this, Shi Feng’s face lit up with a smile; these two paintings had been sitting untouched for ages, finally, they could be sold, "The total for both is one hundred and five thousand, you have my account information."

Qi Yun took out his phone, smiling warmly, "With our friendship, shouldn’t you give me a discount?"

"Hey, you’re getting it wrong, we’re friends, but business is business. I’m already selling at a loss, and you still want a discount." Shi Feng reverted to his shrewd merchant nature.

Qi Yun didn’t believe a single word and waved his hand, "A one-time price, two hundred thousand."

"Two hundred thousand?" Shi Feng’s eyes widened in disbelief, "Are you crazy? Are you robbing a tycoon here?"

Qi Yun ignored his exaggerated expression, leisurely sipping his tea.

Finally, Shi Feng had no choice, displaying the purchase records, showing that the two paintings cost a total of seventy-six thousand.

Qi Yun immediately picked up his phone and transferred eighty thousand to him, angrily rebuking, "Didn’t you say one hundred and five thousand was already at a loss? You even want to make a profit from me, your conscience is truly rotten." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Shi Feng chuckled awkwardly, "I thought you made over a million from that chair last time, this small amount is nothing to you."

Qi Yun couldn’t be bothered to say more, picked up the scrolls, and left.

"Come again, Mr. Qi." Shi Feng called out, chasing after him.

Back in the car, Qi Yun pulled out Zhong Rui’s number, about to dial it, when Liu Meng’s call came through first.

"Hey, Meng, what’s up?"

"Is... is this brother Qi Yun?"