Chapter 50

What?

A loss of more than five million yuan?

Marry Wall plopped down on the sofa.

Tanach Jorden's Adam's apple slipped, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Just now, he just kicked casually, and lost more than five million yuan? Isn't this riding a horse too exaggerated?

"Chirs, I haven't paid you the bill yet, so the painting shouldn't be mine, right?"

Worton York gave Chris Taylor a wink.

"Mr. York is right. In theory, if you haven't paid the bill, this painting is still mine!"

If it wasn't for Worton York's wink, Chris Taylor would never dare to say that it wasn't Worton York's. Everything he has now is given by Mr. York, and of course this painting is also Mr. York's.

"Then Chriss, don't blame me, now that the painting is broken, I can't buy it anymore!"

"Mr. York's words are very true, don't worry, I will send someone to exchange for you an authentic Smith Liam!"

"What about the loss of this painting?"