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"Brother Chen, I was just lucky.”
After a pause, Ye Chen continued," By the way, Brother Chen, I hope that your Bailey Company can keep my personal information a secret from the outside world during this auction. I don't want to attract too much attention from the outside world."”
Ye Chen did not even need to think to know that there would definitely be news on the trending searches tomorrow that the painting of Songyang Han Bai had been auctioned for an astronomical price of 87 million yuan.
Moreover, he could also predict that Zhu Yun and Zheng Jiazhong would definitely find out that they had been cheated by the appraiser, causing them to sell the authentic painting of the Han cypress in Songyang, which was handed down from their ancestors, as a counterfeit.
The Songyang Han Cypress Painting, which was worth 87 million, was sold to someone else for 170 thousand…
Knowing the truth, the two brothers would go crazy.
When the matter escalated, he, the lucky one who had successfully picked up the treasure, would definitely be curious by countless onlookers.
If his identity was exposed, he would really be pushed to the forefront.
This was not what he wanted to see.
People were afraid of being famous, pigs were afraid of being strong.
People like him who got rich overnight were the easiest to attract the jealousy and envy of others.
This was not the time to be in the limelight, but the time to keep a low profile.
"Brother Ye, don't worry. Even if you don't say it, our Baili company will keep the identity of the client confidential. All our employees have signed a confidentiality agreement with the company.”
Jordan was finally relieved when he heard Chen Dehua's words.
It was almost eleven o'clock when Jordan returned to the hotel.
As for the huge sum of money from the auction, it was impossible for it to reach his account today.
The earliest would be tomorrow.
After taking a shower, he went to bed and turned on his phone. He realized that Han Youwei had sent him a WeChat message while he was showering. It was a blank emoji.
Jordan sent a video call over.
Jordan smiled when he saw his wife sitting on the bed in a daze."You're suffering from insomnia again."
"Yes, yes."
Han Youwei nodded." Hubby, it's all because of your weird habit of putting your palm on me every time you sleep. Now that you're not by my side, I realize that I'm not used to it either. I can't sleep."”
Han Youwei pouted.
"Alright, blame me, blame me."
Ye Chen said,"By the way, Honey, I'll think of a way for you. You can put your palm on it. Isn't that fine?"?”
"Smelly hubby, how can that feel the same?”
Han Youwei said angrily.
"Honey, are you sure you can come back tomorrow?”
"I'm sure. I've already bought the plane tickets for the 11:00 a.m. flight.”
After chatting with Han Youwei for a while, Ye Chen turned off the lights and went to sleep.
The next day at ten in the morning.
Jordan arrived at North Bridge Airport with a black backpack.
After checking in, they arrived at the departure hall.
Seeing that it was still early, Ye Chen took out his phone and played Fight the Landlord to pass the time.
However, after playing a few rounds, Ye Chen's phone rang with a message notification.
Ye Chen's eyes lit up when he read the message.
The money from the auction of Songyang Han Cypress Painting had arrived.
It arrived earlier than Ye Chen had expected.
After deducting the commission and various taxes, the actual amount was 78,023,684 yuan and 56 cents.
Now, the balance in Jordan's bank card was 114,516,432 dollars and 78 cents.
When Ye Chen saw the balance on his bank card, he could not help but feel excited even though he had already calculated this number in advance.
This was more than 100 million yuan in savings.
More than 100 million!
At this moment, Jordan's phone rang.
It was Dehua Chen.
"Brother Ye, I've already asked the finance department to send you the money for the auction of Songyang Han Cypress Painting. Have you received the money?”
"Yes, thank you, Brother Chen."
"Brother Ye, are you at the airport now?”
During dinner yesterday, Ye Chen had told him that he was going back to Shanghai today.
"Yes."
"Brother Chen, if you ever come to Shanghai, remember to give me a call so that I can be your host."”
"Brother Ye, you don't have to tell me, I know how to do it, haha.”
The two of them chatted for a while before ending the call.
Around one in the afternoon.
Jordan returned to the company.
He had only applied for half a day's leave from the company last night, so he still had to work in the afternoon.
However, Ye Chen felt that he would not be able to stay in this class for long.
At around two o'clock in the afternoon, as Ye Chen had expected, the news of "Songyang Han Cypress Painting" being auctioned for a sky-high price of eighty-seven million instantly shot up to the eighth place on the trending list.
It attracted the amazement of many onlookers.
In a village in Yichuan County, Luo City.
When Zhu Yun saw this trending topic on Weibo, his eyes almost popped out.
Songyang Han Cypress Painting, 87 million…
Could this be his family's heirloom painting of Songyang Han Cypress?
Zhu Yun scrambled to the field and found his brother Zheng Jiazhong, who was hoeing." Jiazhong, stop working. Look at this."”
Zhu Yun handed his phone to his brother as he spoke.
"What? Why are you in such a hurry?”
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