"Mom, what are you talking about? This painting belongs to me. When I bought it, it was only 250,000 yuan, and Xiaofeng promised to save his father. This painting is already a very low salary."

Xiang Xingshan was also a little angry. At this time, he also felt that his mother had gone too far.

"Xiang Xingshan, I think you are really crazy. Do you really believe that this coward Lin Zifeng can cure your father? I think he is just here to cheat money."

"That's enough, Mom." Xiang Xingshan yelled: "Without Xiaofeng, my Xingshan Pharmaceutical would have gone bankrupt long ago. Where would it be today? Do you want me to imitate your ungratefulness?"

Xiang Xingshan took a few steps forward, took down the ancient painting and gave it to Lin Zifeng.

Li Yarong immediately rushed up, "What are you doing? What are you doing? Why should our family's things be given to this loser?"

"Mom, I bought the painting, it belongs to me." Xiang Xingshan was really angry at this time, but the other person happened to be the mother who gave birth to him.

Hearing this, Li Yarong still refused to give in and continued: "What do you mean by the painting you bought? Everything you have is given to you by us. What is in our home should be divided between you and me? I don't care, if Lin Zifeng wants

To get the painting, you need to pay one million, not even one cent less."

Lin Zifeng smiled and said, "Does it mean that if you give me one million, I won't have to save Xiang Beiyuan?"

If he could buy it for one million, it would be a sure profit for him.

"Hmph, what are you talking about? You're talking as if you can really save Beiyuan. Let me tell you, brother Xiang Beicheng has contacted Ouyang Xiuxin and he has agreed to come over. Do you need your help?"

Lin Zifeng smiled noncommittally, and then said: "Okay, then one million, I will buy it."

Li Yarong was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect that Lin Zifeng would actually buy it for the price she casually mentioned.

"Okay, don't say that I cheated you when the time comes. This was all done willingly by you."

"Yes, I am willing to do so."

Lin Zifeng gave

Li Yirong transferred one million and successfully obtained the ancient paintings. At this time, Li Yirong was very happy and smiled at Xiang Xingshan:

"Xingshan, see for yourself, I am better at doing business than you. I made 750,000 in such a simple way."

Looking at the proud Li Yirong, Lin Zifeng didn't say anything, but said to Xiang Xingshan: "Uncle, since I don't have anything to do here, I will go back first."

If it weren't for the Tianzihao Silver Needle, Lin Zifeng wouldn't want to stay here.

Xiang Xingshan hesitated to speak, and finally sighed. He knew that Lin Zifeng was ostracized here, and it would not be appropriate for him to continue to keep Lin Zifeng here.

"Okay, Xiaofeng, the company's affairs may cause some trouble for you these two days, and I still have to take time to take care of my dad."

"I know that my dad has done a lot of things that I feel sorry for your family. I am here to apologize to you on my dad's behalf. If my dad gets better one day, I will definitely convince my dad to go burn incense for your mom."

Lin Zifeng nodded. When his mother passed away, Xiang Xingshan was the only one in the entire Xiang family.

When they ran into trouble, only Xiang Xingshan was willing to help.

This is why Lin Zifeng is now willing to contribute money and effort to help Xiang Xingshan.

Lin Zifeng came out of Xiang's house and took a taxi back to his residence in Shucheng.

After coming back, Lin Zifeng bought groceries and prepared to cook some food. When Qingqing was there two days ago, Qingqing knew how to cook.

Now that Qingqing has returned to Anjiang City to go to school, naturally only Lin Zifeng can cook by himself.

After eating and drinking, Lin Zifeng took out the ancient painting and carefully took out the three very fine silver needles hidden in the ancient painting.

He holds three silver needles with a sky-shaped size in his hand, which are invisible to ordinary people with the naked eye. Only those who practice martial arts can see these silver needles with a sky-shaped size by applying their inner strength to their eyes.

Tianzi silver needles are ten times thinner than ox hair and are very tough, which is why it is difficult to make Tianzi silver needles. "Mom, what are you talking about? This painting is mine. I was only twenty-five when I bought it.

Wan, and Xiaofeng promised to save his father, this painting is already a very low reward."

Xiang Xingshan was also a little angry. At this time, he also felt that his mother had gone too far.

"Xiang Xingshan, I think you are really crazy. Do you really believe that this coward Lin Zifeng can cure your father? I think he is just here to cheat money."

"That's enough, Mom." Xiang Xingshan yelled: "Without Xiaofeng, my Xingshan Pharmaceutical would have gone bankrupt long ago. Where would it be today? Do you want me to imitate your ungratefulness?"

Xiang Xingshan took a few steps forward, took down the ancient painting and gave it to Lin Zifeng.

Li Yarong immediately rushed up, "What are you doing? What are you doing? Why should our family's things be given to this loser?"

"Mom, I bought the painting, it belongs to me." Xiang Xingshan was really angry at this time, but the other person happened to be the mother who gave birth to him.

Hearing this, Li Yarong still refused to give in and continued: "What do you mean by the painting you bought? Everything you have is given to you by us. What is in our home should be divided between you and me? I don't care, if Lin Zifeng wants

To get the painting, you need to pay one million, not even one cent less."

Lin Zifeng smiled and said, "Does it mean that if you give me one million, I won't have to save Xiang Beiyuan?"

If he could buy it for one million, it would be a sure profit for him.

"Hmph, what are you talking about? You're talking as if you can really save Beiyuan. Let me tell you, brother Xiang Beicheng has contacted Ouyang Xiuxin and he has agreed to come over. Do you need your help?"

Lin Zifeng smiled noncommittally, and then said: "Okay, then one million, I will buy it."

Li Yarong was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect that Lin Zifeng would actually buy it for the price she casually mentioned.

"Okay, don't say that I cheated you when the time comes. This was all done willingly by you."

"Yes, I am willing to do so."

Lin Zifeng gave

Li Yirong transferred one million and successfully obtained the ancient paintings. At this time, Li Yirong was very happy and smiled at Xiang Xingshan:

"Xingshan, see for yourself, I am better at doing business than you. I made 750,000 in such a simple way."

Looking at the proud Li Yirong, Lin Zifeng didn't say anything, but said to Xiang Xingshan: "Uncle, since I don't have anything to do here, I will go back first."

If it weren't for the Tianzihao Silver Needle, Lin Zifeng wouldn't want to stay here.

Xiang Xingshan hesitated to speak, and finally sighed. He knew that Lin Zifeng was ostracized here, and it would not be appropriate for him to continue to keep Lin Zifeng here.

"Okay, Xiaofeng, the company's affairs may cause some trouble for you these two days, and I still have to take time to take care of my dad."

"I know that my dad has done a lot of things that I feel sorry for your family. I am here to apologize to you on my dad's behalf. If my dad gets better one day, I will definitely convince my dad to go burn incense for your mom."

Lin Zifeng nodded. When his mother passed away, Xiang Xingshan was the only one in the entire Xiang family.

When they ran into trouble, only Xiang Xingshan was willing to help.

This is why Lin Zifeng is now willing to contribute money and effort to help Xiang Xingshan.

Lin Zifeng came out of Xiang's house and took a taxi back to his residence in Shucheng.

After coming back, Lin Zifeng bought groceries and prepared to cook some food. When Qingqing was there two days ago, Qingqing knew how to cook.

Now that Qingqing has returned to Anjiang City to go to school, naturally only Lin Zifeng can cook by himself.

After eating and drinking, Lin Zifeng took out the ancient painting and carefully took out the three very fine silver needles hidden in the ancient painting.

He holds three silver needles with a sky-shaped size in his hand, which are invisible to ordinary people with the naked eye. Only those who practice martial arts can see these silver needles with a sky-shaped size by applying their inner strength to their eyes.
Chapter completed!