At ten o'clock in the morning, Chen Kun arrived at Mr. Doman's house.

"Mr. Doman, early."

"Early." Mr. Doman handed a check to Chen Wei: "Chen, this is the money for your collection, and this supplementary agreement, these collections will participate in the spring auction. If the final auction price is more than The price sold to you is 50% higher, and I will compensate you for another 10% of the overflow price. "

This supplementary agreement is a common occurrence in the art market. The original owner sold the collection to the auction company, and the auction company sold a lot higher than the purchase price. The original owner will certainly not be happy, so it is likely to sue. The auction company felt that the auction company had conducted a deceptive price reduction.

This kind of dispute is very troublesome and it also affects the reputation of the auction house very much.

Therefore, after the auction company completes the acquisition of the collection, it will sign a supplementary agreement with the original owner.

In this way, everyone is happy, and no one should do anything.

Chen Zheng took the check. This is a one-million-dollar check, plus the last three-hundred-thousand-dollar deposit, which means that the collection sold a total of 1.3 million dollars.

For this price, Chen Yi is quite satisfied.

He also checked the prices of similar collections on the Internet, and the price Mr. Doman gave was quite fair.

"Mr. Chen, do you have a way to treat the surgical wounds on Normans?"

"Yes." Chen Yan nodded.

In general, this surgical trauma is difficult to cure.

Many people use foundation to cover this surgical trauma, or cover it with clothing.

Another method is laser repair, but laser repair is not a complete repair.

Laser repair can turn the wound from a scar into a line, but it's still obvious.

This surgical wound cannot be cured naturally, and the scar will follow the owner for life.

"I paid $ 100,000. Please help Normans remove the surgical wounds on her."

"I can treat Normans' surgical trauma, and I don't have any money," Chen said.

Because Mr. Doman didn't charge his appraisal fee, Chen Ye should also reciprocate.

The appraisal fee for art and antiques is about 5% of the total price, and Mr. Doman is also a businessman.

He can waive the appraisal fee for Chen Ye, of course Chen Ye cannot care about it.

...

When Chen Yan pushed the door into Normans' room, Normans was wearing a close-fitting bra and sitting at the window.

Nowadays, Normans has completely restored her peak value. Although her figure looks slightly plump, her beauty has not been affected.

And after the peeling operation, her skin was slightly thinner and more detailed, and she could even see the blood vessels under her skin.

Chen Yun didn't know if Normans had a breast augmentation operation by the way.

Before the skinning operation, he did not feel how prominent Normans 'bust was, but at the moment it seemed that Normans' bust was quite proud.

Seeing Chen Yan coming in, Normans's face sank immediately.

"Don't you even knock on the door?"

"I am your coach and I have the right to meet you at any time." Chen Yan said with a smile.

"I don't need it now."

"It's not that you don't need it, you don't need it." Chen Yan shook his finger: "Only I say you can, you can."

"I'm not in the mood to argue with you now."

"I'm in a good mood to tell you this."

"Do not bother me."

"Your dad invited me to help you treat the surgical trauma." Chen Yan said.

"I asked the doctor and they said that this surgical trauma cannot be completely eliminated."

"Oh ... this way, I received your father a million dollars, and we also agreed that whether you accept this treatment or not, I will not refund the money." He waved in front of him.

Normans face became angry: "You scam, you are robbing!"

"When did I scam? It's because you don't need my treatment. How can you blame me?"

"But what if you can't remove the surgical trauma from me?"

"If the treatment fails, that's my problem," Chen said.

"Okay, when will it be treated?"

"You can do it now," Chen said.

"how should I do?"

"Take off and lie down in front of me."

"Take it off? You asshole, do you want to misbehave me?"

"Please, I haven't seen you naked .. Why is it such a fuss when you're naked? These days, you have to change my swimsuit and swimming trunks in front of me.

"It's different now," Normans blushed.

"Do you feel different if you are missing a few pieces of meat?" Chen Yan rolled his eyes.

Norman's eyes flickered at Chen Yan, and finally he took off his chest and walked to Chen Yan in front of him.

"and then?"

"Lie down." Chen Yan rolled his eyes.

Normans had a cheek like a ripe apple, naked and lying in front of a man.

This made her feel hot, and she began to feel the man's palms stroked on her belly.

"Hey, stop springing, change the back."

"what?"

"Have you been in bed with a man for too long ...?"

Normans gritted his teeth and looked at Chen Yan: "You bastard."

"Don't hesitate, everyone is hurrying."

Because of Normans' peeling surgery, there are more locations.

The arms, stomach, thigh roots, hips, underarms, neck, and back are all sensitive areas of privacy, so you need to take off Normans.

However, Chen Ye was not interested in doing too much. Chen Ye was very clear about patients and women.

However, Normans had another feeling, and Chen Ye's palms still made her feel ripples.

"Okay, you can put on your clothes," Chen Yan said, standing up.

"Ah? Alright?"

Chen Yan glanced at Normans: "Will I give you another medicine?"

Normans stared at Chen Yan fiercely, biting his silver teeth and putting on his underwear.

"Is that all right?"

"Call me next time you think you need treatment."

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing, I'm gone." Chen Yan waved his hand.

...

Normans was a little lost all day.

Between the skin, there is always the tactile memory of a long time ago.

Normans was disturbed by the heat at night.

Normans brushed his finger lightly across the arm. Suddenly, Normans found that the original twenty centimeter suture wound on the arm seemed to have a much lighter touch.

Normans turned on the light and looked at his arm. The surgical wound was really light.

And it's not just the arms, the surgical wounds in all parts are all lighter.

"That **** ... it's so good, it doesn't seem to be bragging." Normans grinned to himself and said, "He must be waiting for me to call him now."