Yan Qingrui said slowly: "Mr. Zhu, can you prepare all the debts?"

Zhu Jincheng smiled and said, "It's all right, but it's not that there's too little cash. I have a painting here. I bought 20,000 taels of silver that day, but now I don't dare to discount 20,000. I still owe 10,000 10,000 10,000 10,000 10,000 10,000 10,000 10,000 10,000 10,000 10,000 10,000 10,000 10,000 10,000 10,000 10,000 10,000 10,000 10,000 10,000 10,000 10,000 10,000 10,000 10,000

After he said that, he said with a little conciseness: "When it comes to this painting, it's a great source. It's the masterpiece of Mr. Zhou, the prodigy in front of you. Mr. Zhou, must have heard of it."

Yihua Wanjin? Yan Qingrui looked Zhou Xingyun in suspicion.

Zhou Xingyun smiled brightly at Yan Qingrui, looking quite conceited, which means that this young master's paintings are not surprising to have 100,000 gold.

Zhu Jincheng took out the silver notes. The silver notes were not worth 5,000 taels, and there were also 100 taels of denominations. There were indeed more than 30,000 taels of silver, plus the painting.

Yan Qingrui took it and spread the painting. The painting was painted with a new lotus. It was indeed a profound artistic conception and profound meaning, which demonstrated a profound painting skill. The signature was Zhou Xingyun's seal.

Zhu Jincheng smiled and said, "Little Young Master, how about it?"

Manager Zhang and everyone were watching it, feeling all kinds of feelings. If they had known they would have to pay off their debts, why would they suffer? Now, there is no more hands, and the room is full of colors, but the masked boy is not hurt.

Yan Qingrui said lightly: "Please force it! This painting is a bit too bad!"

Zhou Xingyun: ""

Yan Qingrui collected the silver notes, took out the IOU written by Zhu Zhen, handed them to Zhu Jincheng, and said lightly: "Two Qing!"

Zhu Jincheng took the IOU, and his heart was not saddened by his money and the painting he had worked hard to get. However, now that Zhou Xingyun is here, he cannot help but suffer this mute loss.

If Zhou Xingyun had not intervened in this matter, he could have sent more people to shoot the silver masked boy to death without anyone noticing. But Zhou Xingyun actually appeared, and he felt in his heart that the silver masked boy might have some background. The little prodigy Zhou Xingyun doesn't like being in court and likes to go around the world the most. If he is his friend in the world, he can't silence him.

He smiled at Zhou Xingyun and said, "Mr. Zhou, you are a distinguished guest who can't even invite him. I didn't expect that today I will come to this young master and have a meal at the mansion with this young master."

"I'll give up the food. Lord Zhu would rather ask someone to clean up your flower hall. It's so dirty!" Zhou Xingyun said casually, but reached out to take the painting in Yan Qingrui's hand, rubbed it on his hand for a few times, and the good painting immediately turned into pieces of paper.

Yan Qingrui glared: "This is my painting!"

Zhou Xingyun smiled at her: "Be good, it's dirty, you can't take it anymore. If you want to draw it, I'll draw another ten or eight for you!"

Yi's voice was obedient and screamed goosebumps. Zhu Jinzhen's expression was a secretive expression. It turned out that this prodigy had a dragon yang habit, and this silver masked boy was his favorite.

Yan Qingrui gritted her teeth and said, "What kind of painting do I want? Pay my money for money!" She originally wanted to exchange for money for painting.

Zhou Xingyun reached into his arms, took out a stack of silver notes, and said, "I will pay you the original price!"

Yan Qingrui looked at the stack of silver notes, which was 27,800 taels. She drew 5,000 taels of denomination, and the others were thrown to Zhou Xingyun.
Chapter completed!