Chapter 85: You're Not Dead?

Chapter 85: You're Not Dead?

Shang Feige was like an ant on a hot pot, very anxious.

"Shoot!"

She wants to see who wants to grab things from her dignified Mrs. Qiao in this list!

"Fifty-five million!"

She didn't add three million or three million, and directly shouted five and five million.

In the shadows diagonally in front of him, an emaciated figure sat in the first row, so no one could see the smile on his face.

Robbing?

He couldn't be happier.

However, he had already done his homework before he came.

Needless to say, he was bound to get this painting.

Also, it is said that the Qiao family is very supportive of all of Shang Feige's shopping, but this does not mean that the Qiao family has no bottom line.

"Sixty million!"

The Shadows raised the sign again.

Shang Feige pounded the armrest next to the chair, if it was an ant on the hot pan just now, then she was an ant that was blown over now.

Cheng Manjiao saw that the situation was not right, and immediately persuaded: "Feige, forget it, don't shoot." Besides, the Qiao family's budget for you is only 60 million, which doesn't matter if it exceeds them. ”

Shang Feige just couldn't swallow this breath, it was uncomfortable to exhale, and it was even more uncomfortable to inhale.

She said coldly: "Hmph! Aren't you just going to rob me? I'll give you a taste of spending 10 million more! ”

As soon as her heart moved, the trick came up, and since she couldn't get the painting, she didn't mind making it more expensive.

"Sixty-five million!"

She shouted out heroically, presumably Cheng Manjiao also knew the calculation in her heart, so she didn't stop it.

However, just after she was high-spirited, the people in the shadows in front of her did not react.

Shang Feige's heart flickered, and his pupils were dilated in an instant.

The host enthusiastically reported her number plate, "Congratulations to Mrs. Joe on the sixth, for successfully photographing the famous Italian painting, "The Holy Woman" created by the Italian modern painter Pino"

In the midst of the cheers, the mother and daughter, who should have been happy, turned pale.

Lu Yiyou stood up from the VIP seat in the first row, and the back of the bone fairy wind made Shang Wu in the second row unable to take his eyes off.

Jin Shiyun held his mouth and looked at this apprentice's eyes back and forth, isn't it......

"This wealthy, lean and handsome man can't be your ex-husband, right?"

"Ahem!" Shang Wu coughed violently twice, trying to overpower Jin Shiyun's voice.

But the people in front of me not only have good ears, but also have good hearing.

He turned his head, his side face unexpectedly soft in the light.

Jin Shiyun pinched her arm, "Sample, no wonder I can't let go of China, such a handsome and golden man, if you were me, I wouldn't be able to let go." ”

"Say no more!" She lowered her decibels and yelled.

This master is like a pig teammate.

Lu Yiyou got up from his seat early and unbuttoned the second button of his shirt, revealing his sexy collarbone.

He whispered something to the assistant beside him, and after he finished speaking, he left the remote safe passage escorted by the security guard of the art exhibition.

The people who followed him also included the first-line actress - Cheng Shiman.

Shang Wu's gaze was fixed on the figure.

That person, she had mistaken her for believing in the first place.

Shoot the pictures she needs like a fool and naively think she can help her.

But I don't want to, if you have to find a source.

It wasn't that Cheng Manjiao's mother and daughter joined forces with the Qiao family to refuse Shang Yaolong's operation.

It's the man who claims to help her, but pushes her into the abyss.

Shang Wu gritted his teeth, "Cheng Shiman! Have you had enough of all these years? Is comfort enough? Do you know what I've been suffering for the past three years because of you? ”

She'd find the group of people who wanted to kill her in the first place, and figure out everything back then.

She can't and won't let Cheng Shiman be happy, let alone let her get engaged to Lu Yiyou!

The exhibition is about to end, and no one would have thought that there would be a small wave of ** in the end.

The ceremonial staff escorted the famous painting of the glass safe and slowly walked in front of Shang Feige.

Said politely: "Mrs. Qiao, here is the famous painting you took, whether it is a credit card or a check, you can choose." ”

Shang Feige's face was pale, and he wanted to open his mouth but was silent.

He even clenched his fists in a panic.

The ceremonial officer smiled and asked again, "Mrs. Joe?" ”

Cheng Manjiao's expression on the side was also very stiff, and even a little angry.

This time, the other party seemed to know them very well, and deliberately stuck on the number of sixty million.

Cheng Manjiao's mind immediately came to mind Lu Shao, who came unexpectedly today, and the supercar at the entrance of the exhibition hall.

"Broken, broken, broken! Why didn't I expect that the person who just bid for it was Lu Yiyou! ”

Her tone was very impatient and shocked.

Shang Feige secretly stomped his foot in annoyance.

Adding an extra five million is simply a drop in the bucket for Lu Yiyou, but for her, for the Qiao family, who has always said that if she gives 60 million, she will not give another piece, the contrast is obvious.

She really had no choice but to ask the etiquette staff to wait for a while, took out the mobile phone in the LV bag, and dialed the phone to Qiao Qian.

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was an aggrieved tone.

"I like that painting very much, but the auction price is five million more, do you want to swipe your card?"

The caution in her tone was the result of years of accumulation.

On the other side, there was more disgust in the voice.

"Heh, how much do you like it? Do you know what year Pino painted that picture? Do you know how many people have worked on that painting? Do you know what the meaning of the painting was when he painted it? You don't know, but don't say you like it, you don't like the painting, you're just vain. ”

"Enough is enough, don't say it! Isn't it five million? Can't I stop it? ”

She endured it for a long time, but she was also a little angry.

This fashion dance appeared in front of the eyes of the two of them, tall and elegant, showing off their slender necks.

In front of the angry two, there was a bit of arrogance.

She smiled, laughing sincerely, and laughing at the flesh, "There's still five million left, right?" ”

Shang Wu paused for a moment and continued: "I, I see that you look a lot like my dead sister, as long as you call me sister, these five million, I can consider helping you out." ”

Even when she spoke, she maintained this calm and calm smile.

Shang Feige stared directly at the face in front of him, and the feeling of fear arose spontaneously because of this smile.

In addition to being afraid, it must be more annoying.

Even three years ago, that garbage sister was just a garbage woman.

Nowadays, even if someone has a similar appearance to her, they are just a bit of a waste.

Where is it the turn to be presumptuous in front of her Shang Feige?

Shang Feige was furious and furious because of this sentence, "Get out! I don't know where you came to get the goods, it's not your turn to be so presumptuous in front of me in City A, do you believe that I can kill you with my little nails? ”

Her roar attracted the attention of countless people who were ready to leave.

But on the contrary, Shang Feige's anger made Shang Wu's mood very bright.

If she doesn't get angry, no one knows that she filmed it but can't afford it, she is angry, everyone knows that she is a half-asser in Qiao's house.

At the end, Shang Wu leaned into the ear of the angry Shang Feige and whispered, "All this has just begun." ”

The tone is gentle but deadly.

Tonight is just the beginning, and the coming day is long, neither too late nor too early.

Shang Feige was shocked, "You! You're not dead? ”

The stunned look, the surprised countenance, and the turn of the earthy gray face.

Shang Feige pulled Cheng Manjiao beside him in fear, as if he was looking at him for help.

But obviously, Cheng Manjiao can't accept all this at once.

In a trance, she felt that the person in front of her had fallen together with the figure from three years ago.

She's not dead?

How can it be!

For a while, Cheng Manjiao, who was originally calmer than Shang Feige, panicked and her lips trembled.

Shang Wu once again showed a harmless smile and said, "Since this young lady has refused my help, I have a hot face and a cold ass, and I am embarrassed to continue here, so I will leave first." ”

She turned to leave, her red back in the dark.

On the other hand, the red figure here is becoming more and more embarrassed by the gaze of the crowd.

Even Miss Manners felt a little embarrassed by Shang Feige and wanted to end the conversation as soon as possible.

"Since Mrs. Qiao can't come up with 65 million for a while, then we have to transfer this painting to Mr. 60 million."

After speaking, the group pushed the glass safe and left.

The staff in the crowd asked in a low voice, "What if I give it to the person who took the 60 million photograph, and he also says that he can't get the 60 million?" ”

This new employee thought in his heart that 60 million was not a small amount after all, and he had only heard of it in his life and had never seen it.

There are people who are embarrassed because they can't come up with the money, and it is possible that the next person can't take it out......

Sister Xie, who had worked the longest among the etiquette staff, smiled, "How is it possible?" Who is Lu Shao? It is the owner of a world-limited 7 supercars parked at the door. You should be more reliable to worry that tomorrow will not dawn than to worry that he will not have any money......"

“......”

In the garage.

As soon as Jin Shiyun fastened his seat belt, Shang Wu neatly pulled the car door and got into the car.

He quipped, "I thought you were too war-loving, so you're going to leave on your own." ”

Shang Wu shrugged, "It's not interesting to finish it once, this kind of thing, take your time, it will be faster." ”

There was a master's love for the apprentice in Jin Shiyun's eyes.

The garage is small compared to the gallery.

Kim Se-yoon complained while holding the steering wheel: "Why can that Lu car stand outside the exhibition hall, and my car has to drive into the parking lot?" ”

He thought about the question for a moment, and it looked very funny.

made Shang Feiwu laugh out loud, "Maybe it's because the market price of his car is 90 million, and your ......"

Before they could finish a sentence, a cool supercar drove in from the parking lot at a fast speed, and then made a handsome and crisp turn and reverse, and the stylish rear came to a stop directly in front of their car.

The people in the car quickly opened the door and knocked on the window of their car, and the coherent action can be described as one go.

After hearing the sound of the door lock being opened, he pulled the door open and picked Shang Wu up from the passenger seat without saying a word.

"Eh, what are you doing?" Jin Shiyun asked puzzled.

I've never seen such a robbery!

He looked back, "I have some personal matters to solve with her, do you want to participate?" ”

Kim Se-yoon took a breath and looked at the supercar in front of him and shook his head.

"No, no, you two will solve it slowly!"