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Chapter 16 Hell's Honor

158,000, which is not expensive. Chen Gang nodded.

At this time, two figures of people walked up at the stairs in the distance. Chen Gang looked out of the corner of his eyes. When he saw the person clearly, he frowned and immediately showed a hint of disdain in his eyes.

He could play the beautiful piano sounds into noise. For such a person who blasphemed the piano, Chen Gang seemed to have a believer of the God of Light to see heresy, and wanted to arrest him and put him on the stolen rack and burn him to death.

Lu Qianqian, who was beside her, also pouted and snorted disdainfully: "The ghost is not dissipating..."

Under the guidance of the waiter, Zhang Kun, who had just walked up to the second floor, naturally saw Chen Gang and Lu Qianqian in the distance at first sight. Zhang Kun snorted coldly at the disdain in Chen Gang's eyes, but he was too lazy to pay attention to it.

A psychopath, take it seriously, that means he lost.

The two of them disliked each other, but the waiter pulled the two together and took Zhang Kun to the front of the white Yamaha.

Standing in front of the piano, Zhang Kun ignored Chen Gang and Lu Qianqian next to him, and looked at the white piano in front of him with a pair of eyes slightly surprised.

If the beauty of the starfish piano I watched before has surprised Zhang Kun, then the Yamaha grand piano in front of me is enough to describe it as stunning.

Perfect triangular proportions, soft lines, bright paint surface like a mirror, graceful ivory white... Countless elements make up the Yamaha grand piano in front of you that stunning Zhang Kun.

"What a piano!" Zhang Kun couldn't help but sigh.

Lu Qianqian jumped and sneered, "What a piano? Do you know the piano? Do you know what's good about this piano? You know that the piano is good without touching it. If you don't know, pretend to understand. If you don't know, you're the expert, just say that you are like you. Humph, a guy who can't even play the piano."

Lu Qianqian's words made Zhang Kun so angry that he was about to jump up. However, taking a deep breath, Zhang Kun looked at Chen Gang on the side. These two guys were really worthy of being in the same group, both of whom were pissed to death and were not worthy of their lives.

Damn, if you stay with these two guys for a long time, you may have to live two years less. I really don’t understand why Zhao Lina had found a top-notch boyfriend like Chen Gang, and the arrogant girl Lu Qianqian, who actually became Zhao Lina’s best friend?

If it were me, I would have been so angry that these two guys had long since been angry.

No, Zhao Lina is indeed dead, damn.

Zhang Kun thought for a while and finally forced himself to beat Lu Qianqian upright. He turned his head and looked at the waiter next to him and nodded: "It's this one, pack it up and pack it!"

"Wait..." Chen Gang, who had been watching coldly, shouted suddenly: "I took this piano first."

"Ha?" Zhang Kun suddenly laughed and looked at Chen Gang with a strange smile. It turned out that this guy also liked this piano, no wonder he stood here and didn't move.

In this way, you can breathe first and recover some of the interest that they had just gotten angry with.

Thinking of this, Zhang Kun curled his lips disdainfully: "So what if you like it? You haven't paid any money. If you haven't paid, it's not yours. Anyone can buy it."

Chen Gang looked at Zhang Kun coldly and snorted: "It seems you haven't paid yet." As he said that, Chen Gang took out his wallet from his pocket and took out his bank card and reached to the waiter beside him and said lightly: "Swipe the card, I want this piano!"

The waiter looked at Chen Gang with an ugly face, then looked at Zhang Kun with a strange smile on the side, and the corners of his mouth moved unconsciously. In the end, he did not dare to pick up the bank card in Chen Gang. He smiled bitterly: "This piano was booked by this gentleman's friend a month ago, and it has been paid in full, so, sorry, Mr. Chen can only book the next one if he needs it."

Chen Gang was stunned, then looked at Zhang Kun with a cold face: "Did you do it on purpose?"

Damn, I have already booked and paid, but I am still pretending to be here. Isn’t this an obvious playboy?

Zhang Kun smiled proudly and looked at Chen Gang without caring: "What, I did it on purpose, what can you do, bite me?"

"You..." Chen Gang was furious, clenched his right hand tightly, as if he wanted to beat someone up. But after a while, Chen Gang opened his hand easily, and the hatred in his eyes slowly eased.

"I bought this piano to participate in the National Piano Competition a month later. It is very important. If I can get a good ranking or even a championship in the National Piano Competition, then this is not only my personal glory, but also the glory of the entire Nanhu Province. So, can I transfer the piano to me?"

"Oh, that's it." Zhang Kun's face showed a look like this, but immediately, Zhang Kun's face suddenly changed. He looked at Chen Gang with a sneer and said lightly: "But, what does this have to do with me?"

After saying that, Zhang Kun gave an order to the waiter beside him, and then turned around and left. "Piano packs it for me, I'm in a hurry!"

"I'll add 10,000 to you, 168,000, and transfer the piano to me. You can earn 10,000 net if you wait for another month. How about it!"

Zhang Kun was stunned, then glanced at Chen Gang indifferently, leaving directly, not even wanting to say anything.

Chen Gang frowned, and Zhang Kun's attitude made him very annoyed, but he really liked this piano. For the piano competition a month later, Chen Gang thought about the balance in the bank card and called Zhang Kun again: "Slow down, 30,000, I'll add 30,000 to you, 188,000, you can earn 30,000 with just a transfer. How about it, this is my last bottom line."

"Thirty thousand..." Zhang Kun stopped and stopped there, as if thinking.

Chen Gang, who was behind, felt relieved.

But then, Zhang Kun sneered: "Piano is an elegant art. For such an elegant art, you actually use money to measure it, and you are insulting this art!"

Zhang Kun turned his head and looked at Chen Gang behind him and said lightly: "You are really disappointing."

After saying that, Zhang Kun walked towards the stairs without looking back, leaving only Chen Gang standing there gritting his teeth, staring at Zhang Kun's leaving back.

Finally, Chen Gang couldn't bear it and screamed: "The pearl is covered with dust, no matter how good the piano is, it will be a waste when it comes to your hands."

Listening to the roar coming from behind, Zhang Kun, who had already walked to the stairs, replied: "Is that so? Who knows, maybe this piano can only be used to show its excitement here."

Moreover, Zhang Kun sighed in his heart: There are still people waiting for this piano to save their lives. Compared to a ghostly honor, life is the most precious thing.
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