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When Chen Qi saw Su Yuan's performance, his heart tightened, and he seemed to have guessed something, so he held her somewhat cold little hand tightly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The auctioneer suddenly stretched out his hand and tore off the red cloth, revealing his true face.

It's a very simple oil painting, or maybe just a random graffiti. If you put it somewhere else, it will never attract anyone's attention.

In the painting, a very beautiful woman stands in the middle of a group of children with bright and large eyes, with a smile on her lips and a holy expression.

"This is the only memento that my mother left us! It was a masterpiece inadvertently painted by a down-and-out oil painter. ”

The auctioneer opened his mouth sonorously, and his tone gradually calmed down: "I took out this painting for auction in order to fulfill my mother's wish, and all the money obtained will be donated to the orphanage, so that more children without a home can grow up happily." ”

The moment she saw the woman on the screen, Su Yuan couldn't help but cover her mouth, tears were like rain lines, and she couldn't control her emotions anymore.

Chen Qi had already guessed that the woman in this painting must be Su Yuan's mother.

"Now, the price of this painting starts at 10 million, and the increase is not less than 500,000!" the auctioneer struck the hammer hard.

"20 million!" Someone immediately raised the sign in his hand, the importance of this painting is not its painting skill or fame, but the emotion and meaning it contains.

"30 million!" Before this person's voice fell, someone broke through again and directly increased the price to 30 million.

Hearing this price, the auctioneer was not surprised, this price was not the price he had in mind, and the painting was priceless in his heart.

"40 million!"

The bidding sparked a boom, all of which started directly by 10 million, and looking at it this way, 40 million is far from the end.

Fang Delong's intestines were already repentant, and he prayed desperately, Chen Qike must not fight the idea of this painting.

It's a pity, as the old saying goes, what you want comes and what you are afraid of.

Since Chen Qi has already guessed the origin of this painting, he already has the intention that he must get his hands on it, not to mention that now someone is paying for him, where can he find such a good thing?

"Dude, I've taken a fancy to this painting!" Chen Qi stared at Fang Delong with a smile, his words were very loud, and the sound of the auction was suppressed at once.

Everyone's eyes subconsciously moved to Fang Delong.

was in the spotlight, Fang Delong felt that his body was hot, and the man's unique face-loving emotions were completely ignited, and he gritted his teeth and let it out: "50 million!"

Everyone's eyes lit up, this party really made a move, and many people seemed to be intentionally targeting and bidding again: "60 million!"

Fang Delong's face shook heavily, when did this Ni yard become a head?

"70 million!" Fang Delong's eyes glanced dangerously at the other party who was competing with him.

The other party didn't pay attention to him at all, but just raised the sign again lightly: "100 million!"

The audience was in an uproar, the value of the painting itself is definitely not so outrageous, maybe the people who took it were just for doing good deeds, or even for advertising, but the high price of 100 million still scared off the vast majority of people.

Chen Qi frowned and said, "Mr. Fang, you won't let others rob this painting, right?"

"Fart!" Fang Delong's face flushed, and his blood suddenly became hot: "120 million!" He stood up abruptly, and reported the number a little breathlessly.

The audience was silent, and the eyes that looked at him didn't know what they contained, there was mockery, there was pity, but more than that, there was sneer.

Sure enough, the high price of 120 million yuan has far exceeded the value of this painting, and no one continues to say anything.

Fang De looked around in horror, he was afraid that things would change, so he hurriedly shouted, "Master Yang, why don't you hurry up and announce the auction results?"

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This painting, the reserve price in his heart, it is a surprise that it can be auctioned for more than 60 million, who knows that it has doubled now.

"Is there anything else you want to mark?" asked the auctioneer, habitually.

Fang Delong, who was almost angry at this sentence, jumped to his feet, you still asked your mother, hurry up and announce that the bid was successful.

"Grass!" he blurted out angrily.

The auctioneer's face flushed, he knew what Fang Delong meant, so he swung his hammer and smashed it down.

"Bang!" The hammer seemed to hit the tip of Fang Delong's heart, making his body tremble heavily.

His little heart was almost dripping blood, as if it had been emptied of his body, and then he sat down weakly.

"Congratulations to Mr. Fang for obtaining this precious oil painting, I believe those orphans will thank you!"

The auctioneer didn't know if he really congratulated him, or if he had other meanings, in short, it didn't taste so bad in Fang Delong's ears.

Su Yuan has regained her indifferent expression at this moment, she gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, her expression was a little lonely, and the memories are always sentimental.

Chen Qi gently grabbed Su Yuan's little hand, threw a comforting look at her, and then suddenly grinned: "Yuanyuan, look, this painting will be ours soon, you can put it in the house every day in the future, why are you crying?"

Su Yuan was amused by Chen Qi's bad expression, and couldn't help but burst out laughing, the pear blossoms rained, and her face bloomed, which made Chen Qi's eyes light up.

Fang Delong was in a calm mood just now, and was stimulated by the 'flirting and scolding' of these two people, and couldn't help but wail in his heart, damn it, is this the money spent by Lao Tzu?

Chen Qi seemed to be able to guess Fang Delong's thoughts, turned his head and smiled playfully: "Thank you Mr. Fang, I'm welcome." ”

Fang Delong wanted to kick him in the face, but thinking of the other party's inhuman brute force, he still dispelled this thought.

The auctioneer is still very dedicated, and although the painting has affected his state of mind, it has not affected his work.

"Next, is the last antique of this auction, and it is also an extremely precious treasure, Xuande furnace. ”

Finally, it came to the final lot, which was the most valuable thing in this auction.

Fang Delong finally came to his senses, with the Xuande furnace pressing the bottom, he was not a heavy loss, at least he could recover some. Read this chapter on your phone:

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