C86 A Photo Worth 200 Million

Luo Lie rushed forward and grabbed the camera. He said anxiously, "Remember, don't take a picture of sir. If this picture is spread, it will be very troublesome."

"Do you still have this rule?" Xiang Bei thought about it carefully. Indeed, he was very mysterious every time he went out.

Luo Lie was about to delete it when Moo Chengfeng reached out his hand. "Give it to me."

Xiang Bei obediently handed the camera to Luo Lie. I couldn't help but look.

Xiang Bei was indeed a painter. Her photography skills were also top-notch. Just now, she had casually taken a picture. This picture had a huge aura and mysteriousness.

Moo Chengfeng, however, was not happy. His gaze was heavy. "What kind of mess is behind me?"

The "messy" bodyguards behind him expressed their innocence. They did not want to be captured.

Boss deleted the photos unhappily. Moo Chengfeng threw the camera back to Xiang Bei. "Take another picture."

Hearing that, the bodyguard behind him disappeared at the speed of light. Even Luo Lie jumped three feet away.

Xiang Bei was stunned. "Moo Chengfeng, has anyone ever said that you are very childish?"

Moo Chengfeng's handsome face darkened.

Luo Lie hurried over. "Do you know how much a picture of sir is worth?"

Xiang Bei asked, "How much?"

Luo Lie said, "I'm afraid I'll scare you to death if I tell you. Eight zeros after two."

Xiang Bei quickly held the camera in her arms and counted with her fingers. ...

After calculating, she was dumbfounded, "200 million?" A single photo was worth 200 million!

Luo Lie said nonchalantly, "At the beginning of the year, it is still worth 150 million. It is said that it has risen to 200 million now. It will probably continue to rise."

Xiang Bei was speechless. She suddenly felt that the camera in her hand was not worthy of Moo Chengfeng. No, it was not worthy of 200 million.

Moo Chengfeng put his hands in his pockets. His posture was ready. "Take a picture!"

"Moo Chengfeng, can I take a few more pictures?" Xiang Bei's heart trembled.

"No!"

"Alright, just one picture is fine."

Moo Chengfeng lowered his head slightly on the mottled avenue. He stared at the camera with a deep look in his eyes.

There was a strange feeling in the camera when looking at people and seeing things. It was silence.

You would ignore other senses and focus all your attention on the world in front of you. It was as if everything no longer existed.

That casual pat just now did not make Xiang Bei feel anything. At this time, there was only Moo Chengfeng in her camera.

The thick ancient trees on both sides of the road and the corner of the ancient castle that was revealed behind them had become his foil. Moo Chengfeng could actually display a strong and majestic aura just by casually standing there.

"He is only a photo of 200 million yuan. He is just a photo of 200 million yuan." Xiang Bei thought in her heart. It was just a photo. Was his eyes looking like he wanted to eat people?

She held her breath. As the shutter sound rang, the picture froze.

Moo Chengfeng said, "If you want to know me, then start with a photo worth 200 million."

Xiang Bei suddenly felt a little scared. "You are too expensive. Can I take my time?"

Moo Chengfeng came over and took the camera. He looked at the photo and seemed to smile.

"No!"

"Moo Chengfeng, can you remove the word 'no' from your mouth?"

"No," Moo Chengfeng said. Moo Chengfeng was satisfied with the photos. "I don't even remember when I took them. Put them away and put them in your phone. You have to see them at least three times a day," said Wang Yao.

Xiang Bei was speechless.

Moo Chengfeng took the umbrella from Luo Lie's hand. He pulled Xiang Bei with one hand and looked at the end of the avenue. "It is the most beautiful here in autumn, but you should not be able to see it this year."

The officers in the meeting hall had left. Luo Lie saw Qi Ran and said, "Xiang Bei has photos of sir. They are worth 200 million."

Qi Ran's eyes lit up. Xiang Bei quickly hugged the camera, afraid that he would come and snatch it.

"sir, I think it is more dangerous for lady to keep the photos."

Xiang Bei narrowed her eyes. "So?"

Qi Ran said seriously. "I think it's better for me to take care of it. After all, I am the chief steward of our family. I am in charge of all of sir's assets, real estate, and financial allocation."

Xiang Bei looked through the photos that she took today out of boredom and said leisurely, " Mr Rann, I thought it would be fun to throw that pink jar last time. Do you still have that kind of jar? "

Qi Ran habitually felt a toothache. "In fact, photos are sir's private property, not his property."

Luo Lie moved closer to Xiang Bei. "When sir's photos rose to 100 million last year, Qi Ran was so excited that he could not sleep for three days and three nights. He wanted to take hundreds of photos of sir and sell them. Unfortunately, he didn't dare."

Xiang Bei passed the camera to Qi Ran. "Take it and make a hundred copies. We will split the money we earned."

Qi Ran almost took it. He was calculating in his heart. There were more than a hundred assassin organizations, mysterious departments, government units, and even enemies who wanted sir's head in the world. He should wait. Maybe the price of the photos would rise after a while.

Every time Qi Ran thought about the photos, he was very excited.

Seeing Xiang Bei and Qi Ran looking like they wanted to sell him out, Moo Chengfeng was not angry at all.

Luo Lie and Qi Ran had followed him for more than ten years. It could be said that other than Moo Chengfeng himself, they were the most loyal people to him. Xiang Bei got along well with them. Moo Chengfeng was happy in his heart.

It was hard to sense the existence of time in the castle. Xiang Bei had always thought that she would be very bored here, but after walking around, she actually felt that time passed very quickly.

This place seemed to be isolated from the rest of the world. The city outside Mianmian Mountain was just a city.

Moo Chengfeng was very busy. Qi Ran said that they were preparing to leave, but Xiang Bei remembered what they said about the fifteenth of the eighth month.

The chill in the depths of the forest came earlier. Xiang Bei did not know what she was dreaming about. With a jolt, she woke up.

She did not feel Moo Chengfeng's warm embrace behind her. She was stunned.

She got out of bed and pulled open the heavy curtains. She did not know when, but the vast wilderness was dyed in a dark brown color.

The beautiful scenery Moo Chengfeng was talking about was about to arrive.

This morning was very strange. There were more bodyguards than usual. Xiang Bei went downstairs and there were people bowing.

Chief Steward Qi was ordering the nanny to make breakfast, but Luo Lie and Lin Sen were not seen.

"Mr Rann, where is Moo Chengfeng?"

Qi Ran smiled brightly. "lady, are you awake? "Did you sleep well? It's cold today."

"Mr Rann, how many times have I told you to call me Bei?"

"Alright, Bei. Did you sleep well? Today is cold. If you want to go out, wear more clothes..."

Xiang Bei interrupted him once again. "Where is Moo Chengfeng? Did something happen to him?"

Qi Ran sighed. "Today is the 14th of August. sir locked him up."

Xiang Bei looked puzzled. "He locked himself up? Why?"

Qi Ran looked at her. "Because he was afraid of hurting you."