The Man In Rage novel Chapter 42

"Whoa! As expected of Shen Jiu-Yi, the head of the Shen family!"

"He gives away an antique painting worth twenty million just like that! That's very generous of him! Very generous!"

"Qiao-Yu, your family has hit the jackpot! You are going to be so rich~"

Twenty million. How much money was that?

The Qiu's family business, Qiushui Logistics, itself was only worth several dozen million. And so, giving them a painting that was worth twenty million was akin to giving another Qiushui Logistics to Qiu Mu-Ying's family.

"Whoa, is it really worth twenty million?"

"Hahaha~"

"Mu-Ying, we have hit the jackpot! Our family has hit the jackpot!"

Wang Qiao-Yu and her daughter were so elated that their faces had turned a bright shade of red. They were acting as if they were just a couple of unsophisticated country bumpkins. And it was all they could do to prevent themselves from rushing onto the stage to grab the painting.

The other Qius were full of envy.

"Mr. Chu, please accept our gift."

Just then, Shen Fei's voice drifted through from the stage.

"Quick, where's Wen-Fei?"

"Oh my! This is so frustrating!"

"How could he go to the toilet at such a crucial moment?"

"Quick, give Wen-Fei a call. Tell him to come back right now." Wang Qiao-Yu was hopping with anxiety as she hurriedly urged Qiu Mu-Ying to call her husband.

"He's here. He's here. Qiao-Yu, Wen-Fei is here."

Qiu Mu-Ying was about to dial her husband's number when Chu Wen-Fei, who had just finished using the men's room, walked in through the door.

It was obvious that Chu Wen-Fei had a bit too much to drink, as his face was slightly flushed. The moment he stepped into the dining hall, he saw his wife and mother-in-law running toward him like a couple of crazies.

"Wen-Fei, quick!"

"Stop dilly-dallying. Quick, get up to the stage and get your painting."

"Mr. Shen just gave you a painting. An original by Tang Bo-Hu. It's worth twenty million.”

What?

"A painting that's worth twenty million?"

"For me?"

When he heard the good news, Chu Wen-Fei shivered and sobered up immediately.

He stared at his wife and mother-in-law with wide-opened eyes and asked, "Is this true? He's going to give me a painting worth twenty million?”

"But of course!"

"Quick, get on the stage. Mr. Shen is still waiting for you." Both Qiu Mu-Ying and her mother were racked with anxiety. And without wasting any more time, they started pushing Chu Wen-Fei toward the stage.

Just then, Chu Wen-Fei felt as if he was floating on air. As if he was in a dream.

Although Chu Wen-Fei's family dealt in real estate investments, their company was just a joint-stock company. So the total worth of the Chu family's assets was only several dozen million. That was why Chu Wen-Fei was so taken aback when he heard that Mr. Shen was going to give him a painting worth twenty million.

That meant that Chu Wen-Fei would become just as rich as his father.

"Mr. Chu, please accept our gift."

Once again, Shen Jiu-Yi's voice rang out in the hall.

"What are you standing around for? Quick, get on the stage. Mr. Shen has been waiting for a long time." Wang Qiao-Yu and her daughter continued to hurry him along.

Chu Wen-Fei was overflowing with joy. He was about to become a multi-millionaire at such a young age. To him, it was truly an unexpected piece of good fortune.

Hmph, dad. You keep telling me I am a good-for-nothing. You think I am unambitious. Now look at me. I am going to become a multi-millionaire. The next time you see me, I wonder what you will have to say?

Chu Wen-Fei could almost see the look of astonishment on his parents' faces, as he stood tall and proud before them.

When he pictured that scene, Chu Wen-Fei felt a sense of satisfaction. And then, without further ado, he quick-stepped forward toward the stage.

"Hahaha."

"Mr. Shen, you are standing on ceremony!”

"I am undeserving of such a valuable gift. But since you are insisting, I will just have to accept it."

Chu Wen-Fei laughed as he walked toward the stage. Just then, he felt as if he was floating on air.