Chapter Seventy-Eight: Selling (1)

One... A dollar?

This person is here to make trouble, right?

At the auction scene of Bai Jinglan's art exhibition, Cheng Yiping stood up, raised his hand gently, and said a dollar, and the entire originally noisy auction hall instantly froze, and the atmosphere suddenly became very depressing.

Obviously, everyone was shocked by what Cheng Yiping said in front of them.

As the host, Miss Bai's mouth opened wide, and her delicate face also showed a trace of embarrassment, and she said uncertainly

"This gentleman, you just said how much you are bidding for? Is it one dollar? This Mr. Zhao has already bid 100,000 yuan, do you mean that you want to pay ten demons and one piece? Sorry, the lowest starting price of this auction is 1,000 yuan."

Miss Bai only reflected in the middle of the sound and spoke, with a hint of a smile on her face.

"No, no, no, Miss Bai, you are wrong, the price I said is not 100,000 yuan, nor is it 100,000 yuan, it is just one dollar, I am willing to pay a dollar and a story to buy this girl under the waterfall"

Cheng Yiping smiled and stretched out his finger and pointed to the girl who was in the waterfall on the exhibition stand, her eyes flashing with inexplicable brilliance.

The students who watched the exhibition around, as well as some art dealers and painting enthusiasts, all chattered and talked about it one by one, looking at Cheng Yiping's gaze as if he was looking at a psychopath.

"Crazy, crazy, this guy must have come here to make trouble, and he even came to buy one of Mr. Bai's paintings for a dollar, this is simply impossible, it's just a fantasy"

"That's right, that's right, although we admit that this painting was painted by Bai Lao when he was young, whether it is the painting style, artistic conception and aura, it can not be compared with the current painting at all, but no matter what, it will definitely not be less than a dollar, what kind of difference is this from Bai Pickup, this person should be a psychopath"

"It must be a psychopath, Miss Bai said very clearly, the starting price is up 1,000 every time, this painting was bought by Mr. Zhao at a price of 100,000 yuan, which is enough to show that this painting is indeed quite valuable, and now this person wants to buy it for a dollar, how is this possible? Even idiots know how to choose."

"This person must have been a troublemaker, he must have come here to make trouble. ”

Miss Bai's face became more and more gloomy and ugly, looking at Cheng Yiping in front of her, she took a deep breath, raised her arm lightly, suppressed all the voices of discussion present, and squeezed out a smile

"This gentleman, if you are joking, then this joke has gone too far, if you don't bid, please sit down, let's continue to start, the highest price of this painting is now Mr. Zhao's 100,000 yuan, is there a higher price than 100,000 yuan?"

Obviously, Miss Bai's on-the-spot adaptability is indeed quite good, and she quickly controlled the situation on the scene, and regarded Cheng Yiping as just a troublemaker.

Glancing at the security personnel, several security personnel in suits and leather shoes walked over to Cheng Yiping.

"Sister Zhang, Sister Zhang, what is Mr. Cheng doing? What is Mr. Cheng doing? Even if he wants to bid for the girl under the waterfall, he won't just offer a dollar, this is impossible, others will think that this is sabotage and troublemaking when they hear it."

"If I really don't have any money, I can spend it, and I still have some savings, as long as I can fulfill my grandmother's last wish, even if I spend all the money, there will be no problem at all. ”

Zhao Xiaohui's eyes widened, he didn't expect Cheng Yiping to say such a thing

Buying a painting for a dollar?

And it's a painting about grandma's agreement?

How is this possible?

He shook his head like a rattle

Zhang Xiaona frowned slightly, she looked at Cheng Yiping's face with a hint of strangeness, and suddenly chuckled

"Okay, Zhao Xiaohui calm down, I believe that if Cheng Yiping actually did this, then there must be a reason for him to do this, we just need to watch, I believe that Cheng Yiping will not joke about this matter. ”

"No, Sister Zhang, do you trust her so much?"

Zhao Xiaohui's mouth was wide open, and her face was full of strangeness.

"Of course, because he's Cheng Yiping!"

Zhang Xiaona's smile is brighter than the sun.

"Slow, slow, don't be so excited, please, first of all, I'm not making trouble with this 1 yuan, and I'm not joking, it's true, this gentleman's bid of 100,000 yuan is indeed a lot more than my 10,000 yuan, but I said that I paid a dollar and a story to buy this girl under the waterfall, I believe there is no problem at all"

Cheng Yiping looked at the two security guards in suits and leather shoes who walked over without any surprise, showing a bright smile, and his voice became higher and higher

"Miss Bai, if I'm not mistaken, the owner of this exhibition should be Teacher Bai Jinglan, not you, although you are the granddaughter of Teacher Bai Jinglan, but I'm afraid you are not qualified to auction her on behalf of Teacher Bai Jinglan, I believe that as long as Teacher Bai tells me this story, she will definitely agree to sell me the price of this painting for one dollar, and my story of this is absolutely why Teacher Bai is worth it."

Joke

Joke.

This is simply nonsense!

Can a story be worth 100,000 dollars?

How is this possible, it is simply not possible.

Miss Bai's face became more and more ugly.

She has been suppressing her anger, there are so many people on the scene, she still needs grace.

But looking at Cheng Yiping in front of him, he was really a little annoyed, and he couldn't wait to scold him when he opened his mouth.

I just wanted to reprimand, but I saw Cheng Yiping shouting loudly

"Teacher Bai, Teacher Bai, my story is about three girls, and it is about their agreement, because these three girls once agreed with each other to paint a picture called friendship. ”

"Stop it all. ”

Cheng Yiping's words fell, and two black-robed security personnel in suits and leather shoes had already come to Chen Chengyiping's face, and when they stretched out their hands and were about to forcibly pull Cheng Yiping out, a low but majestic voice came from the front.

Everyone looked up, and Teacher Bai Jinglan, who was dressed in decent clothes, slowly walked out of the room on the side.

Someone beside her was holding her, and although her face was already old, her spirit was indeed quite good.

After all, with the development of science and technology and the improvement of people's living standards, rich people pay more attention to their bodies, and their life expectancy is also greatly extended.

In the past, people in their 60s seemed to be dying people, but for modern people, 60-year-old people abound, and there are many people who are in good spirits.

As long as they are not sick, if they are not sick, almost all of them can live to be over 60 years old.

The woman who appeared in front of her was Bai Jinglan, the girl under the waterfall and the real painter