Chapter 1646 [1646] Do I look like someone who can be easily fooled?
Combining Scar Lips' description with Ye Feng's own recent contact, the image of the anti-rich alliance member who had sold him the Picasso painting quickly emerged in his mind.

After Ye Feng wrote down some of the most important information, he looked at Scar Mouth again.

Scar Mouth seemed to have really come to his senses.

After telling me all the details he noticed, he bent down and decisively handed over his bank card.

"Brother, that's all I know."

"I used to scrape together this to buy Picasso's paintings. Now I am giving it to you as a token of my filial piety and apology."

"Can you please let me go?"

Ye Feng glanced at the bank card and said, "You won't try to be clever again, will you?"

"No, no!" Scarface promised repeatedly, "Not only will I not try to be clever, but I will also remember today's lesson and never talk nonsense again."

Ye Feng nodded, took the bank card, and then waved his hand casually.

Scar Lips looked like he had been to the gates of hell.

He quickly expressed his gratitude again.

After that, he quickly fled from here.

Seeing this, Ye Feng picked up the Picasso painting that he had just placed on the shelf and pretended to leave.

"Sir, you can't leave yet."

As he expected, just as everything was settled and he was about to leave, a slender figure in a black tights jumped out from the top floor of the second old house on his left.

It was a young figure who was over 1.7 meters tall with very eye-catching body lines, short hair, a pistol on his waist, and many other things that made him look quite impressive.

When she jumped out from the rooftop of the second old house on the left, her movements were very neat and skillful. She immediately took out a certificate and showed it to Ye Feng, "Isabella, Royal Agent of the British Empire."

Ye Feng was a little nervous at first.

But after seeing the other person's appearance and hearing her name, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "Isabella?"

"Same name as the actress in 007's Golden Eye?"

The beautiful agent nodded and said, "You can understand it that way."

"Sir, you can't leave."

Ye Feng felt extremely relaxed at this time, and immediately asked, "Why?"

Isabella turned her eyes to the Picasso painting in his hand, "You can't take this away."

"Why?" Ye Feng shrugged. "I bought it with my own money."

"Moreover, for this, they even went so far as to offend the Undertaker Organization and four gold-digging teams from different countries."

“Why can’t you take it away?”

"You should know the origin of this thing?" Isabella stared at Ye Feng, "It is a collection passed down from Jerry Bruns' family."

“We should take this thing back.”

"And you seem to be quite familiar with antiques and various collectibles. You probably know that the value of this thing is definitely not something that can be estimated in 100 million."

"The price you got it for wasn't normal."

Ye Feng looked at her with a half-smile, "So, you want me to hand it over too?"

"You can rest assured about that." Isabella said without hesitation, "We won't be like those rats in the sewer."

"We can take it back for the price you paid for it."

"In addition, if you are willing to cooperate, I can also help you apply for a good citizenship."

"While helping you to receive an extra honor, you will also receive a considerable official bonus."

"..." Ye Feng was speechless when he heard that.

Although the exchange terms proposed by Isabella seemed reasonable from their perspective, for someone familiar with antiques, it was simply too outrageous.

The system gave a valuation of more than 500 million for Picasso's "Dream".

Although he only spent 100 million to successfully acquire it.

But it is too unrealistic for the other party to want to exchange it for 100 million, plus some crappy honor of being a good citizen and a little official bonus.

Under these conditions, no matter how high your moral standards are, you will not be willing to change.

There is a price difference of more than 400 million between one hundred million and more than 500 million.

With more than 400 million yuan, what can’t be good for you?
Need some good citizen honor?

"Do I look like someone who can be easily fooled?" Ye Feng asked.

Isabella seemed a little embarrassed, "Sir, we are not forcing you to give it to us."

"I'm just making a suggestion that's more beneficial to both of us."

"Hmm?" Ye Feng looked at her, "Are you serious?"

"Seriously." Isabella said firmly, "Think about it."

"Who did you offend today?"

"Four gold-digging teams from different countries, and the Undertaker's golden thug team."

"With your strength, those four gold prospecting teams from different countries may not be a concern. But what about the Undertaker Organization? Aren't you worried about their revenge at all?"

Ye Feng still looked at her.

Isabella kept talking, "You should still remember what that big gold tooth said before he left."

"He said that you are the first one who dares to challenge the Undertaker Organization and dares to make them bear your losses."

"These are not jokes."

"Once the Undertaker Organization really remembers you, you will not be able to live in peace anywhere in the British Empire!"

"In the British Empire, the only people that the Undertaker Organization is afraid of, apart from the royal family and some people protected by the duke's family, are our British Empire Royal Agent Organization."

"So, for your own safety, I am sincerely suggesting that you consider my proposal."

"I also suggest that you consider becoming a salesperson." Ye Feng smiled, "You have a good eloquence."

"If I work in sales, maybe I'll have more room to develop."

"Sir, I'm not kidding you." Isabella seemed a little anxious.

Ye Feng smiled again, "I'm not kidding you either."

"Besides, I may disappoint you."

"I'm really not afraid of the Undertaker Organization at all."

Having said that, without waiting for Isabella to persuade him again, he continued, "Besides, I believe you will soon realize how stupid it was to say those things you just said to me."

"Sir..." Isabella was obviously a little annoyed when she heard Ye Feng call her stupid.

But Ye Feng didn't wait for her to finish her words, and called Kylena directly, "Your sister is pestering me now."

"You can talk to her for a few words."

"Otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to resist kicking her in a while."

Then, he turned on the speakerphone and handed the phone to Isabella.

“Your sister, Kylena.”

(End of this chapter)