Which silly dick is talking?

When everyone heard Chen Feng's words, they turned their heads and looked at him with two hundred and five eyes.

"whispering sound!"

Especially when Chen Feng was wearing Meituan's delivery clothes, his eyes were even more disdainful.

"A food delivery person who speaks so arrogantly is really not knowing the heights of the sky!"

"I don't even know how to hold a pen, so I'm going to evaluate Master Sun's work, it's ridiculous!"

"Buddy boy, get out, this kind of elegant place is not a place you deserve!"

"What about the security?"

Chen Feng looked at the "White Tiger Picture Scroll" and said faintly: "The painting is really average, I'm just telling the truth."

"presumptuous!"

A middle-aged man with glasses stood up and reprimanded Chen Feng:

"Master Sun Jingfei is a professor at the Academy of Fine Arts and is well-known throughout the country. It is a blessing to all of us that his works can be exhibited in our Chengdu Museum!"

"Yes!" The people on the side agreed with approval.

The man with glasses points to the painting on the wall: “Master Sun’s works can be sold for hundreds of thousands, or even millions, for a single piece of work. If you are a poor ratio, even if you give away a lifetime of takeaway, you can’t make so much money. What qualifications do you have to bark here!?"

Humph!

The sound of high heels sounded.

Accompanied by a gust of fragrant wind, Su Xinyue walked up to the man with glasses in the eyes of everyone, and said coldly: "Kneel down and learn three dog barks, then get out of here immediately!"

"Beauty, didn't your parents teach you how to write the word quality? Just talk to you, your tutor has a big problem!" The glasses man scolded in disdain.

hiss--

The onlookers took a breath of fright and squeezed a cold sweat for him.

"She is the fifth lady of the Su family, the daughter of the richest man." Someone kindly reminded.

thump!

The man with glasses knelt on the ground, even the sound of the dog barking, and begged for mercy: "Wow! Miss Su, I'm sorry, I don't know Taishan, I damn, I really damn!"

Su Xinyue didn't even look at him.

She swept over everyone present and said loudly, "I bought all the paintings in the exhibition!"

In a word, extremely domineering.

Like a boulder thrown into the water, it quickly arouses a thousand layers of water.

"I dare not say so arrogantly when I go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables."

"If you buy all of it, it will cost you 100 million yuan if you don't say it?"

"The starting price for this white tiger picture alone is tens of millions!"

"Wealth is willful!"

Everyone talked excitedly, and even suspected that there was a problem with their hearing.

Just at this time.

A young man in a suit and leather shoes rushed to hear the news.

He kept looking at Su Xinyue's beautiful face, and politely introduced himself: "Hello Miss Su, I am Sun Yaoyang, a member of the Artists Association, and one of the persons in charge of this exhibition."

He looked at the painting on the wall, his face full of triumph.

"Sun Jingfei is my father. He dedicated his life's love to art. Every painting here has devoted his efforts, especially this white tiger painting, which is one of his most proud works."

Bend down slightly and make an inviting pose.

Sun Yaoyang smiled and said, "If Miss Su is interested, I can take you to the exhibition and introduce you to these paintings."

"No, I'm not interested."

Su Xinyue directly refused: "I bought all the paintings here, so please make a price."

"All, all?" Sun Yaoyang looked surprised: "Miss Su, are you sure?"

"I am sure."

Sun Yaoyang was surprised and happy.

"Miss Su, my father is not at the scene because of something, but if he knows this news, he will definitely be excited and unable to sleep for several days."

He looked at the crowd onlookers and said loudly: "You have all heard that Miss Su wants to buy all the paintings here. She can see the value of these paintings as soon as she comes, bosom friend, Miss Su is simply a bosom friend!"

Su Xinyue put her hands around her chest and interrupted expressionlessly: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't think your father painted them well when I bought these paintings."

"It's not because of these paintings." Sun Yaoyang widened his eyes and asked narcissistically, "Is it possible that Miss Su is because of me..."

Su Xinyue rolled her eyes sharply.

She thought that Chen Feng was already narcissistic enough, but now she came across someone with a thicker skin than Chen Feng.

Taking a look at Chen Feng, she said coldly: "Because my fiance doesn't like these paintings, so I will buy them and destroy them so as not to stain his eyes."

fiancé?

The fifth daughter of the richest woman in Chengdu is actually engaged?

Sun Yaoyang looked surprised: "Miss Su, dare to ask who your fiancé is, are anyone else on the scene?"

Facing the curious eyes cast by everyone, Su Xinyue stood beside Chen Feng and took his hand openly.

"Chen Feng, this is my fiance!"

what!?

A poor takeaway, is Su Xinyue's fiancé?

The single dogs present burst into tears, and no one can remain calm.

"Others deliver food and are taken care of by a rich woman. I will only get complaints when I deliver food!"

"I don't want to work hard anymore, is there a rich woman who likes me?"

"It's not easy to drive a luxury car to deliver food. It must be a rich man who came out to experience life!"

"Ms. Su, is there still a lack of a son-in-law in your family? It really can't, I can be your stepdad if I feel wronged!"

Chen Feng was pressed tightly by a gentle body, and he could obviously feel the envy and hatred cast from all directions.

Looking down at Su Xinyue's little hand on her arm.

He didn't understand, what does this arrogant fiancee who was diametrically opposed to him yesterday mean?

"Miss Su, my father's work, it's not the turn of a takeaway to comment on it?" Sun Yaoyang snorted coldly, his eyes red with jealousy.

Su Xinyue sneered: "My fiancé is bored at home and has a takeout experience. His monthly pocket money is enough to buy all the paintings here, so how come you have your turn to make a comment?"

Humph!

Sun Yaoyang clenched his fists, his teeth rattled.

He glared at Chen Feng. If he said that his eyes could kill people, Chen Feng would have been cut by him a thousand times.

"Miss Su, this kid is clearly a soft food. He is not worthy of you, let alone commenting on my father's work. He has no idea about art at all!"

Chen Feng put one hand in his pocket, took advantage of Su Xinyue's slender waist with his hand, lowered his head, and asked gently: "Yueyue, do you agree to let me eat soft rice?"

Su Xinyue blushed and nodded: "Not only does I agree to let you eat soft rice, I will also feed you personally."

Chen Feng smiled and looked at Sun Yaoyang: "I have a bad mouth since I was a child, and the doctor advised me to eat soft food. My fiancee also knows this."

Oh oh oh!

The single dogs onlookers were already crying, tears streaming down.

If you can speak of eating soft rice so confidently, Chen Feng is the only one in Rongcheng.

They also want to eat soft rice, but unfortunately there is no life!