The Identity of the Real Rich Man Can’t Be Hidden

   Chapter 92 The trouble

   All the people present were shocked, and they all stared at this woman carefully. After all, Jia Yan's name was like thunder, but he didn't see her, and he didn't expect to be a female class.

   But her whole body looks like a painter, without any artistic atmosphere, but like a beauty who can only dress up.

  Ling Feng strode over and asked her, "Do you have any evidence?"

   "I believe everyone has seen that piece of work that Zhang Shen originally had, right?" The woman raised her voice and said.

  Rong Qian also said: "Stop talking nonsense, and come up with evidence that you are Jia Yan, otherwise there will be no way to convince people."

  The woman took out a picture from the paper bag in her hand, which was the one that An Yan drew in Wancaotang's office before. She couldn't help but feel even more surprised, and at this moment she had an idea.

  An Yan didn't want to startle the snake, she wanted to see what tricks this woman wanted to play.

  The woman took off one of Lingfeng's paintings, put the painting on the shelf, and said, "Of course I will bring my work, you can see what this work is talking about."

  Ling Feng was the first to look at it, he had nothing to say, there was a seal on it, and the style of the painting was indeed from Jia Yan, and his heart began to feel unhappy, and he instinctively looked over to An Yan.

   She originally said to help herself get in touch with Jia Yan, but she didn't expect to ask her to dismantle her stage.

   Although Rong Qian doesn't know how to draw, she understands when she sees that Ling Feng doesn't have any rebuttals. Xiangbi this woman is really Jia Yan.

  The woman smiled proudly, looked around, and then said to Lingfeng: "From today onwards, the president is me, please move out of the office early."

"Why did you choose to appear at this time?" Ling Feng asked, he was always a little unwilling. He originally thought his life was about to start, but he didn't expect it to be ruined again. How could he swallow this breath? .

"Because you don't deserve to be the president, you are not even as good as the former president Zhang Shen, how can you convince everyone, not to mention your family background, you dare to take this position." The woman was proud Very, completely look down on Ling Feng's look.

Ling Feng was said to be in pain, his most inferiority is his origin, he couldn't be born with a golden key in his mouth, and being mentioned in this way in public made him even more embarrassed, but he wanted to protect himself even more. Dignified, he said, "I am in the position with my true ability, and Zhang Shen willingly gave it to me. Even he is not as good as himself."

   "Don't say anything else, this president is mine anyway." The woman put away the painting and asked, "Do other people have any objections?"

  Rong Qian was always angry, she went to the woman and said, "You are planning to show up sooner or later, but you chose to show up at this time."

   "I'll show up whenever I like, you can do it, slut." The woman gave her a contemptuous look.

  Rong Qian was so embarrassed and annoyed by her last two words that she immediately took a few steps back and stood back to An Yan's side.

  An Yan instead took two steps forward and asked the woman, "Who was the **** scolding just now?"

   "Who are you?" the woman asked, arrogant.

   "Clap, crack" twice in a row, the woman who hit me fell to the ground, she was startled, and shouted: "What are you doing, how dare you hit me, what are you?"

   "I hate people who are mean-spirited. I remind you to speak well." An Yan said to her calmly.

  Rong Qian looked over to An Yan, feeling inexplicably dark in her heart, thinking about having such a friend, she really doesn't need to suffer at all.

  The woman got up and wanted to smash An Yan's face with her bag, but she grabbed her hand, turned around again, folded her hand on her shoulder, and said to her, "Apologize to her."

   "What's your apology?" The woman felt that her arm was so painful that she was about to break off after saying this, and hurriedly said to Rong Qian, "I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing."

   "Take your painting and let's go out together." An Yan let go of her hand after she finished speaking.

   Everyone present was watching the big play, and one of them said: "How can you treat Jia Yan like this, he is a rare painting genius. If she is willing to be the president, of course we are the happiest."

"Use your brain to think about it, what do you think she is like a painter?" An Yan asked him back, and added, "She puts such a precious painting together with her lipstick loose powder, this is a painter What will you do?"

   That man stopped talking.

  An Yan added: "This person came here on purpose to smash the place. It's nothing more than that he can't see Ling Feng as the president, but his tricks are a little worse."

  The woman immediately retorted: "That painting is real."

   "Anyway, you're a fake. Could it be that you came to be the president and turned the painting world into a big brothel, and they all followed you to pick up guests?" An Yan continued to mock her, causing the painters on the side to roll their eyes.

   One of them said: "How can the position of the president be changed overnight? We should also respect the decision of the former president Zhang Shen, and we should also trust the talent of the president Ling."

   Everyone nodded.

  Rongqian became more and more grateful, and couldn't help but look at Lingfeng again. He didn't look grateful at all. Instead, he had some disgust, and he didn't know who he was disgusting.

  An Yan asked Rong Qian to help put away the painting, and then said to the woman, "Let's go, let's go out."

  The woman couldn't beat An Yan, so she had to go outside. Although she couldn't bear the painting, she had to give up.

   The two got into the car together.

  An Yan sat in the passenger seat and let the woman drive the car. She said, "Don't play tricks on me, or I'll slash your face with a hundred knives."

   The woman was startled after hearing this, and immediately started the car, she asked, "Where are we going now?"

   "Wherever you are going, we will go." An Yan motioned for her to drive.

The woman hated An Yan very much, but she couldn't do anything about her. She thought about where to take her, but at this time, she heard An Yan say, "You better take me to find the person who can make the decision, otherwise I will find You settle the account, as long as you can afford it, I don't care."

   "Got it." The woman was naturally unwilling to take responsibility for herself, and added, "I just follow orders, and I'm not the boss."

   "Then why don't you go quickly?" An Yan glanced at her.

   instantly made her speed up.

   The car quickly drove to a remote place, drove into a group of villas, and stopped in front of one of them. The woman said, "If you can't park inside, park here."

  An Yan also got out of the car with her. She walked in with the woman. Although there was a security guard watching at the door, they were asleep and couldn't see them walking in at all.

   "You go first." An Yan told her to go first.

  The woman had to be obedient and walked into the house.

   Lu Tong in the room saw her walk in and asked, "How is it, is everything going smoothly?"

  The woman replied, "It's okay."

   "As for the painting, give it back to me when you're done." Lu Tong stretched out his hand, motioning her to hand over the land quickly, and then said, "It's really strange to say, how did that painting end up in An Yan's hands."

   "Because I drew this painting." An Yan said and strode in.

   (end of this chapter)