The richest man in Zealand

Chapter 9 Pretty Man Coach

When he got home, Ye Huan's cell phone rang non-stop. They were all interested in his inkstone. The highest bidder was a woman, and the price reached 200 million. It sounds like it can be increased!

Ye Huan couldn't help being shocked. At this time, he regretted exchanging contact information with those people. He didn't know who passed his mobile phone number to the antique circle. He had already received more than 100 text messages.

But looking at these text messages, he decided to gather these people together for a small auction tomorrow and let them compete.

Immediately, he began to reply messages one by one.

Looking at the current situation, there will be at least 200 million in hand. 200 million is not a small amount of wealth for ordinary people, but it is considered pocket money for Ye Huan today.

Not to mention, the Mercedes-Benz S that Ye Huan often uses, each of which is top-of-the-line, is worth more than 200 million yuan, which is not enough to buy a car.

On the side, Su Wanqing habitually despised Ye Huan.

It's just making money by stepping on dog shit, so there's nothing to be proud of.

Just as she was about to say something, Ye Huan climbed up from the comfortable sofa and said, "It's still a little time before lunch. I heard you graduated from Wharton Business School? How many did I have in the business management class yesterday?" I don’t have a thorough understanding of the knowledge points, so please help me sort out my thoughts!”

The ignorant and inexperienced young man actually asked to learn?Su Wanqing couldn't understand Ye Huan more and more, she just felt that this guy's city was getting deeper and deeper.

It's fine if you like to pretend to be poor, and you don't play cards according to routines.

This man is not as simple as it looks on the surface.

Even though she thought so in her heart, Su Wanqing still showed disdain and said, "Tell me, what do you not understand?"

Ye Huan said helplessly: "I said facial paralysis, can you laugh?"

"Don't keep talking, I think you should look good when you smile."

After teasing Su Wanqing a few words, Ye Huan began to discuss some business management routines with her.

……

At the same time, the east side of Zealand City.

In an ordinary house, two men and one woman, three young men in different clothes sat around a coffee table. There were a few photos on the coffee table. In the photos were Ye Huan and Ye Huan's inkstone.

The maturely dressed woman took out a cigarette and lit it, her red lips slightly parted, exhaled smoke rings and smiled lightly: "The fish has already been hooked, I just gave him 200 million on the phone, he was very tempted, and asked me to meet tomorrow. talk."

"Song Ling, we don't know anything about this Ye Huan, and we don't have enough time to do background checks in one night, are we sure we want to take the risk?" The boy dressed as a student wearing half-rim glasses frowned.

Guan Haibo said indifferently: "It's not the first time we've done this kind of game. That Ye Huan is dressed in ordinary clothes, he's obviously an ordinary person, and he's not a collector. How can he understand the counterfeiting techniques in the antique circle. The key to the problem now is , Half a day plus one night, Shao Wei, can you make a fake that is almost inseparable."

The other two members decided to do this business, and it was useless for Wei Shao to object. He was not sure: "I will try, try to make it as real as possible."

Guan Haibo also lit a cigarette, took a puff and smacked his lips and said, "Don't try your best, use all your skills, I believe you can do it, I'm right, Song Ling."

The mature woman ignored him, but frowned at Shao Wei and said, "This is much more difficult than the fake painting we made last time. If the imitation fails, we won't blame you."

Guan Haibo hurriedly said: "That's impossible, we haven't opened for a month. The fat sheep this time must be slaughtered!"

Wei Shao took the photo, turned around and walked towards his room: "I'll give you the results tomorrow morning."

Guan Haibo said in embarrassment: "Come on, Viagra! After you succeed this time, you will get 40.00%!"

……

After studying in the afternoon, Ye Huan came to the training room to practice fighting.

The training room is large and well-equipped. Ye Huan changed into a vest and shorts, and shook his fist at the mirror.

Su Wanqing, who was standing by the door, couldn't help but wanted to laugh, but she held back, but she still thought to herself: This guy with thin arms and legs really doesn't have any charm of a man.

But Ye Huan didn't think so. He shook his arms and legs from time to time, and looked carefully at his extremely ordinary face in the mirror. He felt that he was Xilan Wu Yanzu...

"Cough cough." Su Wanqing coughed softly, "Let's start quickly."

Ye Huan turned to look at Su Wanqing, waved his fist and said, "Do you think I punched much faster today than yesterday?"

Su Wanqing snorted coldly: "Looking at your expression, your arm should still hurt from punching now, right?"

Ye Huan twitched and rolled his eyes, this woman has no flair at all, she just likes to pour cold water on herself.

But let alone, Ye Huan's arms have been faintly sore since the end of the fighting practice yesterday.

It is normal for people who have not exercised for a long time to exercise suddenly.

Slowly raising his fist, Ye Huan began to practice fighting like a dead dog.

"Master, please be serious." Su Wanqing said indifferently.

As if Ye Huan didn't hear, he still waved his fist slowly, and the expression on his face gave people a feeling of kidney overdrawn.

Su Wanqing was a little sullen, it seemed that she had to call the coach in advance to help Ye Huan practice fighting.

Before leaving, Uncle Zhong told Su Wanqing to let Ye Huan practice for a few days on his own for fighting training, and then let the coach guide him.

At this time, Su Wanqing saw that Ye Huan didn't practice seriously at all, and she couldn't talk to him anyway, so it's better to let the coach come over in advance.

Walking to the door of the training room, Su Wanqing took out her mobile phone and dialed a number.

……

5 minute later.

The door of the training room opened, and a short-haired woman about 1.7 meters tall walked in.

The woman is wearing a sportswear, no makeup on her face, simple and capable, but with picturesque features, delicate and fair skin, exquisite facial features, a standard exquisite beauty.

She glanced at Ye Huan first, then looked at Su Wanqing calmly and said, "Is he the one the chairman asked me to guide?"

Su Wanqing nodded, and whispered: "Sister Ning, I can't do anything about him, only you can make him practice well."

Ye Huan didn't notice that there was one more person in the training room. He squinted his eyes and grinned while punching. Every movement of his arms would cause him a dull pain.

The short-haired woman named Sister Ning took off her tracksuit, wearing a sports vest and short hair, her muscles were perfect.She walked behind Ye Huan calmly and watched Ye Huan quietly.

Ye Huan didn't look back, he thought that the person behind him was Su Wanqing, and wailed, "Facial paralysis, do you know how uncomfortable my arm is now, can I reduce my training today? I'm afraid of eating tonight I can't even hold chopsticks."

As soon as the words fell, Sister Ning jumped up and sat on Ye Huan's shoulders. Her legs were crossed and hooked around Ye Huan's neck. She leaned back suddenly, and a 360-degree spinner double-scissor took shape in an instant...

Ye Huan didn't know what happened at all, he just felt dizzy for a while, his vision went dark and he lost consciousness...