I Became the Rich Second-generation Villain

"Mom, I'm here."

Fang Heng had a look of joy on his face, and came to the ward with a large bag of things, but when he saw another person in the ward that he did not want to see, he couldn't help but face again.

"Yo, what are you pampered rich second generation doing here?" Fang Heng said strangely.

"Xiaoheng, don't be rude, he came to see his mother specially." Fang Xuan reprimanded.

"There is nothing to be diligent about, either a traitor or a thief." Fang Heng pouted.

Fang Xuan was a little unhappy, but she didn't continue to scold her. After all, Fang Heng was her own younger brother, so she had no reason to help others to criticize her younger brother.

Besides, Fang Xuan felt that Wang Haoran was quite bad.

However, she couldn't feel any disgust towards Wang Haoran, and even felt like she wanted to be close.

This is a very contradictory mentality.

"Xiaoheng, this is your sister's friend, you are not allowed to be disrespectful to others, or I will knock you on the head!"

Fang Xuan's mother was very grateful that he had taught the mother and son in the next bed just now, so she blamed her son in dissatisfaction.

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"Okay, I'll be polite." Fang Heng reluctantly agreed, took an apple out of the bag and threw it to Wang Haoran.

"Please eat!"

Wang Haoran reached out and took it easily, but he didn't eat it.

First, he didn't like to eat apples, and second, the apples were not washed.

This party Heng Nima, deliberately doing things.

If it wasn't for the wool, Wang Haoran wanted to throw the apple back, and directly slapped Fang Heng's face.

But after thinking about it, Wang Haoran still didn't do it.

Let this kid be proud first, and when the wool is finished, he will suffer.

"Xiaoheng, these apples haven't been washed, why do you give them to the guests?" Fang Xuan's mother reprimanded.

"Hey, how can a rich second-generation like him like to eat apples, which are common people's food, and he won't eat it even after washing, why bother." Fang Heng said sarcastically.

Fang Xuan's mother's face froze, and she wanted to criticize again, but Fang Heng took the lead and changed the subject:

"What about the nasty mother and son in the next bed?"

"I was kicked out, I guess I have changed beds, and I won't live here in the future." Fang Xuan said.

"What happened?" Fang Heng asked.

Fang Xuan heard from her mother and relayed it to Fang Heng.

When Fang Heng heard this, instead of being grateful, he looked at Wang Haoran angrily.

He was all ready to teach the hated mother and son a lesson with his own hands, and let out a long-suffering malice.

He never wanted to be chased away by the troubled Wang Haoran.

Fang Heng was very depressed.

"You are so kind to my family for no reason, I think you want to pursue my sister, right?" Fang Heng stared at Wang Haoran and said.

"Pursue your sister? You think too much." Wang Haoran smiled.

Does Fang Xuan still use pursuit? The sheets have been rolled twice, and I'm still chasing a fart.

"Pretend to be garlic, not to pursue my sister, then why are you being so kind to my family." Fang Heng couldn't believe it, and scorned:

"Don't think that you are amazing because you have a few stinky money, and I have the money too."

With that said, he took out a half-meter-long scroll that he carried with him, "Have you seen this thing? Someone asked me for four million and I didn't sell it!"

Hearing this, Fang Xuan's heart moved.

Asking for four million? This must be the nurse Wang Haoran was looking for!

My brother is so stupid, why don't you sell it?

"What is this?" Wang Haoran pretended to be surprised.

"Zhao Mengfu's picture of drinking horses, but you must not know it. Maybe you don't even know who Zhao Mengfu is." Fang Heng said sarcastically.

The reason why this ancient painting was not sold was because Fang Heng wanted to use the ancient painting to slap the face of the mother and son in the next bed.

The aunt on the next bed is always talking about her son's million-dollar annual salary.

If he casually went to Furukawa Street to find a painting, it would be worth his son's work for several years.

Must be able to slap their face with a thunderclap.

It's just a pity that the person was driven away by Wang Haoran.

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Fang Xuan only felt ashamed.

She knows this brother best. She didn't study seriously in middle school and her grades were mediocre. Recently, after reading a few antique books, she felt like a character.

Simply stupid.

In her opinion, if Wang Haoran hadn't looked for Nuoer, it would have been difficult to sell this broken painting for dozens of dollars.

"I have heard of Zhao Mengfu. Famous painters, calligraphers and poets from the end of the Southern Song Dynasty to the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty were called the crown of the Yuan Dynasty and created a new style of painting in the Yuan Dynasty. Together with Ouyang, Yan, and Liu, they became the four masters of regular script. ." Wang Haoran said slowly.

As a scholar, this knowledge reserve is still there.

Fang Heng was stunned.

He only learned from the golden finger that this is Zhao Mengfu's drinking horse diagram, and he actually doesn't know much about Zhao Mengfu.

"I didn't expect you to know this, not bad." Fang Heng, a self-appreciating treasurer, commented on Wang Haoran in an old-fashioned manner.

"Xiaoheng, can this painting really sell for that much money?!"

Fang Xuan's mother asked in disbelief.

"It's absolutely true!" Fang Heng said in a firm tone:

"Last time I sold a 5 million antique, but I have time to tell you, this is my first time

The price of the second-order treasure was 4 million. Your son, I, have an extraordinary talent for treasure appraising. In the future, our family will definitely be able to live a prosperous life! "

"Furthermore, I have already spent money to ask people to go to various places to find the source of the kidney. After the source of the kidney is found, Mommy, your illness will be cured."

"You can rest assured and wait for your illness to be cured!"

"Xiao Xuan, is this true?" Fang Xuan's mother couldn't believe it, so she asked Fang Xuan.

"Mom, it's true, the family has money, a lot of money, and our family will never worry about money again in the future." Fang Xuan's tone was firm.

The family is indeed not short of money. Half of the 10 million promised by Wang Haoran has reached Fang Heng.

"It's great, it's great... my son is promising." Fang Xuan's mother was so excited that she burst into tears.

Seeing this, Fang Heng felt extremely honored.

Wang Haoran watched silently for a while, and suddenly said:

"I'm very interested in collecting paintings, do you sell this picture of drinking horses?"

"Someone offered 4 million and I didn't sell it. How much can you offer?" Fang Heng asked.

"5 million, if you want, I can pay you now." Wang Haoran said neatly.

"Okay, the deal!" Fang Heng didn't ink.

He has already inquired about it, and this picture of drinking horses is placed on the market, and the highest price is about 4.5 million to 4.8 million.

Wang Haoran's bid of 5 million is already considered high.

Although Fang Heng hates each other, he will not get along with money.

Wang Haoran immediately started the operation on the bank software, and a 24-hour dedicated account manager called to confirm the transfer.

In less than ten minutes, 5 million was successfully credited to Fang Heng's account.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xuan felt a lot more relieved.

Wang Haoran really believes in credit, saying that 10 million is really not less.

[Ding, the host manipulated behind the scenes, which caused the protagonist Fang Heng to earn the second pot of gold and then show off his failure to the heroine Fang Xuan, and get 200 villain points! 】

"It's yours." Fang Heng handed out the scroll.

Wang Haoran did not pick up, but asked the driver to do it for him.

From beginning to end, he didn't even open the scroll to take a look.

Fang Heng was very surprised by this.

However, Fang Xuan was not surprised at all.

Wang Haoran just wanted to give money in this way, and the paintings were not important at all.

Of course you don't need to see it.

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