The opening sign to a mother-in-law of the richest man

In less than ten minutes, most of the takeaway in hand has been delivered.

The rider backstage received all five-star praise.

"The little brother is very handsome and his voice is very gentle. I love it!"

"My takeaway has been in a top sports car, envy you?"

"Thanks to the little handsome guy who delivered the food for giving me the opportunity to take a photo with his sports car. I will order this next time!"

Not only is the praise praised, but also many tips are received.

Chen Feng looked at it and found that within a few minutes, more than a dozen people had rewarded him with nearly 60,000 yuan.

One of the users named Zhang Jie gave him a reward of fifty thousand!

"Next order, Sun Yaoyang, Chengdu Art Museum."

Hum——

There was a deep roar, and Chen Feng drove the sports car straight to the art gallery.

Today's art gallery is particularly lively, with cars in the parking lot next to it.

Many people got out of the car in suits and entered the art gallery under the leadership of Miss Yingbin.

Although there are millions of luxury cars in the parking lot, the appearance of Koenigsegg still attracts everyone's attention.

Just like a golden phoenix suddenly flying from the nest of a sparrow, it caused people to take out their phones and start taking pictures.

"What a handsome car, at least this car is worth tens of millions!"

"Koenigsegg, the world's limited edition, there are only six cars, it will appear in our Chengdu city, it is really rare to see it in a century!"

"Dirty copper smell!"

When they saw Chen Feng getting off the car and wearing a delivery uniform, they sneered in unison.

"It's naive and ridiculous to rent a sports car to deliver a takeaway!"

"With the rancid smell of money, I beg him not to come over, I'm afraid it will dirty my pure and noble soul!"

"We are all literati and writers, we should be ashamed of money and resist extravagance and waste!"

Although they said so, their eyes looked at the sports car enviously.

If it weren't for the welcoming lady who came up to invite them into the art gallery, many people would have liked to put them on the sports car.

Chen Feng followed them to the door of the art gallery.

Get through the phone number on the order: "Hello, hello, your takeaway is here."

"Give it to the people at the door and let them in." The voice on the other end of the phone responded.

Hanging up, Chen Feng handed the takeaway to one of the welcome ladies.

"Sun Yaoyang's takeaway, please help him bring it in."

Miss Yingbin smiled and said: "It's okay to ask me to send it in for you, but you have to tell me your WeChat."

"Yes." Chen Feng reported his WeChat account without hesitation.

Miss Yingbin excitedly entered the WeChat account and sent a friend request after searching.

Seeing that Chen Feng did not approve of her friend's application, she pouted her lips and said coquettishly: "Why don't you agree?"

"You send it in for me first, and I will agree to your friend's application."

Miss Yingbin glanced at Chen Feng's sports car not far away.

Nodded and said: "Well, you look so handsome and don't look like a liar. Then I will go in and help you deliver it. You will remember to agree to my friend's application later."

"Well, go." Chen Feng smiled and nodded harmlessly.

Taking advantage of the time when Miss Yingbin went in to deliver the food, Chen Feng looked at the poster placed at the entrance of the art gallery.

"Congratulations to Master Sun Jingfei's solo exhibition successfully held!"

Below the poster, there is also Sun Jingfei's personal profile.

A series of captivating titles such as famous calligrapher and painter, deputy director of Jiangnan Art Museum, gleamed.

It is no wonder that the art gallery is bustling.

"Not as good as one-tenth of my Yanyan's level." Chen Feng sighed in his heart, "but it's okay to go in and take a look."

It is estimated that Miss Yingbin should have delivered the food to Sun Yaoyang. Chen Feng looked at the friend's application on the WeChat page, clicked to reject, and then strode towards the art gallery.

"Do you have an invitation letter for the food delivery?" The security guard stopped him and said solemnly, "Don't even want to go in without an invitation letter."

"I don't have an invitation letter." Chen Feng looked at one of the posters, pointed and said, "Isn't it written that art is for the people?"

The security guard beamed his eyebrows and eyes: "The people who came to participate in the event today are all big-faced people, artists, you are the one who delivers food, do you know what art is?"

His face was filled with impatience: "Get out, or don't blame me for being rude to you!"

"Guardian Ge, don't you be so fierce~"

One of the welcoming ladies walked up to the security guard, cast a wink at him, and said coquettishly: "You see he looks so handsome, just let him in."

The security guard was somewhat uncontrollable, pretending to be calm and said: "No, there are clear regulations above, and no entry is allowed without an invitation letter."

"Yeah~" Miss Yingbin twisted her slender waist, "Didn't you just want my WeChat? As long as you are willing to let him in, I will give you my WeChat now."

"This..." The security guard hesitated for a second, pretending to be embarrassed and agreed, "All right."

He looked at Chen Feng and beckoned: "Smelly boy, if you are lucky, hurry in."

After a pause, he added: "But I can warn you in advance, don't touch you after you go in, let alone let you in, come out as soon as you finish reading, do you know?"

Chen Feng nodded: "Thank you, Brother Security."

Then she looked at the Miss Welcome, who was helping him: "Thank you, sister."

brush!

A line of nosebleeds burst out instantly.

Miss Yingbin looked at the back of Chen Feng striding into the art gallery, and shouted obsessively: "I am so handsome when I walk, I'm so happy~"

Inside the gallery.

The paintings were surrounded by people who came to watch.

"Master Sun deserves to be a Danqing painter with our Eastern wisdom!"

"After seeing his paintings, I realized that my paintings are worse than shit!"

"Master Sun's birds are especially good, as if they were alive."

"The realm in this painting is too high, it's not something laymen like you and me can see through!"

In front of a long scroll titled "White Tiger Picture Scroll", people who came to watch it were even more impervious.

Chen Feng glanced over.

In the picture, big tiger cubs can be seen everywhere in the hills and bushes by the river.

Sitting or lying down, standing or running, playing or looking far away, or roaring with their heads high, their looks are different and lifelike.

The King of Beasts and Hundred Tigers are a long scroll, magnificent and breathtaking.

"This is simply bringing the tiger to life!"

"More exciting than what I saw in the zoo!"

"Master Sun must have devoted a lot of effort to this painting!"

"This painting should only be seen in the sky, how many times can the world be heard!"

"If it were to be auctioned, this painting should be worth at least 20 to 30 million yuan!"

Everyone was excitedly discussing, and they were full of praise for Sun Jingfei's work.

However, at this moment, a sigh sounded.

"Is the threshold for holding art exhibitions so low now?

If I can hold an exhibition at this level, so can I."