A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)

Chapter 211 Su Qian's Misery

At first, Yang He didn't quite understand why Ye Fan insisted on paying and asked for a receipt.

After he understood why, Yang He's heart couldn't help but tremble in fear.

He was so meticulous that he probably rivaled those experienced businessmen.

Ye Fan was surrounded by dozens of wealthy men. Each of them pitted their offers against each other

and wanted to buy Ye Fan's painting.

After all, the people that made it here tonight were no ordinary folk. All of them had over a billion in

assets, some even tens of billions or hundreds of billions. They consisted of wealthy men from all over

the country.

When the average man made money, he would put it in the bank. But for rich men, the bank was the

worst option. It was always wiser to invest.

It worked the same way for Ye Fan's painting. If they could buy it now and sell it in a few years, the

price was bound to climb drastically.

What's more, even if they didn't consider it for investment, this painting was high in artistic value and

particularly rare.

If he didn't lack the funds, Gu Long-En would definitely attempt to buy the painting, so he could take it

home and admire it. Then all the master collectors and artists would fight to come over to his place to

study it. He would be even more highly respected in the circle.

"Mu...Mu-Cheng, you...you're going to strike gold! No, it's that country bumpkin. He's going to make a

windfall! He spent $250 on that painting. Once he sells it, he'll make billions. That's hundreds of

thousands times more!”

When Ye Fan was surrounded by wealthy men, Su Qian was completely stunned.

She clearly didn't think Ye Fan would manage to pick up on this and pay $250 for a prized painting

worth billions.

Even Su Qian could not help feeling jealous.

Although the Su family already had over a billion dollars' worth of assets, everything belonged to Su

Qian's father. Su Qian wholly relied on her family for financial support. All she could get assigned to

was merely a few million a year.

But the country bumpkin whom she despised suddenly became worth a few hundred million!

This vast disparity felt surreal to Su Qian.

Did...did he strike it rich overnight?

If even Su Qian felt this way, Qiu Mu-Cheng would feel far worse.

Even the target Qiu Mu-Cheng set for herself to work towards was only to have an annual income of

$500, 000. She didn't even dare consider the possibility of making $1 million or $ 10 million.

But her husband suddenly bought something worth over a hundred million.

Qiu Mu-Cheng was completely dumbstruck. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Her mind went blank, and she couldn't think anymore.

Didn't that mean there would be a millionaire in their family?

Was she, Qiu Mu-Cheng, no longer the wife of a good-for-nothing live-in husband?

Could they now buy a big house of their own and not squeeze with her parents in their tiny home?

Would her grandfather, uncle, Qiu Mu-Ying, and all the Qius stop despising her?

As Qiu Mu-Cheng felt emotional, her body trembled gently too.

Qiu Mu-Cheng clearly found it hard to come to terms with striking it rich overnight.

She found it even more unbelievable that Ye Fan really bought such a treasure at only $250.

"Qianqian, do you think that painting was really by the Chinese painting master, Zhang Da-Qian? Or

what if Ye Fan genuinely knew how to appraise antiques?" Qiu Mu-Cheng's trembling voice turned

hoarse.

After quivering for a long time, Su Qian finally calmed down.

Till now, Su Qian was still unable to believe that a poor country bumpkin could suddenly turn into a

millionaire.

These things only happened on television. How could they happen in reality?

How could there be such a good deal in this world?

"I simply think that the painting isn't authentic. Otherwise, it's too unbelievable. How could a pauper

become a millionaire in a matter of minutes? How is it possible? Just thinking about it makes me feel

that it's absurd," said Su Qian as she shook her head. She found it unimaginable.

"Qianqian, that's not true. If an incompetent person's wealth rose abruptly, then you can say that he

came into wealth overnight. But if a talented person is worth billions, then it's only natural for this to

happen So when the time comes, he will soar to great heights! Sometimes all it takes is an opportunity

to make you rich or poor, lowly or noble. None of us should belittle that youth before the time comes for

him."

When he overheard his daughter still talking about Ye Fan condescendingly, Su Yuan-Shan shook his

head repeatedly and sighed deeply.

The way Su Yuan-Shan looked at Ye Fan now had completely changed.

Su Yuan-Shan used to look at Ye Fan like he was a successful man looking at the poor with sympathy

and pity. Now he looked at Ye Fan like an emperor seeing his illustrious general. There was great

appreciation and adoration for Ye Fan in his eyes.

While he admired him, Su Yuan-Shan stepped into the crowd. His lips parted and his voice rang

through the showroom, "I, Su Yuan-Shan, wants to offer $200 million for the painting!"

What?

"$2...$200 million?!"

Yang He twitched his lips. This $200 million seemed like a knife that was stabbing his heart.

$200 million! My goodness! $200 MILLION!

He sold a $200 million painting for $250.

Yang He really felt like dying now.

He felt so awful that he slapped himself hard a couple of times.

When Su Yuan-Shan made an offer, the world suddenly went quiet.

All the other rich men that were countering their offers fell silent.

Han Shao-Jie and Shen Fei were shocked.

Su Qian opened her eyes wide too.

She didn't think her own father was willing to pay Ye Fan $200 million for a painting that cost him $250.

"Dad, what are you doing? He spent $250 on it, how can you pay $200 million for it? Why let him take

advantage of you?"

Su Qian's pretty face went crimson red.

She didn't care how much money the others were willing to buy Ye Fan's painting for. It wasn't like she

could control them anyway.

But when her father wanted to shell out $200 million for it, Su Qian couldn't help feeling annoyed.

She kept feeling as though Ye Fan was stepping all over her.

Su Qian never liked Ye Fan. Now if her father were to spend $200 million buying his painting, Ye Fan

would probably feel exceptionally smug about it. He might just use it against her to humiliate her in the

future while he swaggered around in front of her.

So of course Su Qian wanted to stop him.

She couldn't let that country bumpkin earn a dime from her family.

"Qianqian, be quiet now! Dad is talking business, so how can you butt in?" Su Nan reproached Su Qian

even though Su Yuan-Shan ignored her.

It was the first time Su Qian got reprimanded by her older brother so fiercely. Her eyes instantly turned

red, and she said miserably, "Nan, I don't care what you buy, but you can't buy something from him!"

"He is just a country bumpkin and I simply can't stand the sight of him! I don't want him to make a dime

off our family!"