"yes, there's no need." Zhuang Yu couldn't help but say: "Huanhuan, why do you want to raise your money in order to be angry?" You don't know H.J at all, and you don't like her paintings, so it's just to get into a temper with me, which is inappropriate. ”

He said vigorously: "Presumably sitting here, there are friends who like "Flying Birds" as much as I do, and if you raise the auction price so high, isn't it equivalent to preventing people who really like it from treasured it in disguise?" ”

His tone was full of disapproval, and he looked at Rong Chen's eyes as if he was an ignorant little girl.

Rong Chen was about to laugh angrily: "You mean this painting is not worth the price?" ”

Zhuang Yu flatly denied: "I didn't mean that, the value of a work of art is not something that money can reflect." ”

Doesn't that still imply that the painting isn't worth the money?

[To be honest, I think Zhuang Shao is right. Since Miss Ji doesn't like this painting, why is she bidding so high? Wouldn't it be good to have someone who really likes the painting collect it? 】

[It's not my Virgin, Miss Ji's net worth, she must have a lot of famous paintings, right? ] She bought this painting back and it was just a jewel covered in dust, so why should she rob it from someone who really likes it? If you had an idea for this painting, you would feel sad too, right? 】

Ji Huan frowned when he heard it.

"It's true that the value of a work of art is not something that money can show." Her voice was slightly cold: "But the level of the buyer's bid can also reflect the degree of love for the painting." After all, you are willing to spend money if you like it, aren't you? ”

Zhuang Yu was embarrassed and looked at her with contemptuous eyes.

Although the tone was polite, it was full of contempt: "Mr. Zhuang doesn't know how to draw, so it's better not to comment casually." Works of art are the pursuit of elegance, and being associated with money is a stain on them. ”

Ji Huan was stunned for a moment, and then wanted to laugh.

She thought, Rong Chen has been in the upper circle all these years, is he facing such a polite but contemptuous attitude?

It's no wonder that he always has a violent energy when facing other people.

Even Zhuang Yu, a rich second generation who relies on his family to survive and has no skills, dares to talk to him with such a contemptuous attitude, and she is a little angry with her cultivation.

She even felt that Rong Chen's temper was actually not bad.

"Does Zhuang Shao think that being linked to money is a stain on them, or can't take out so much money so he can only say such things?" The more angry she was, the more elegant the smile on her face became.

A flat tone, a burst of blood.

Zhuang Yu's face was pale and pale.

Before coming to the charity dinner, Mr. Zhuang transferred him a sum of money and asked him to behave well in front of Ji Huan.

But this money is only five million in total.

He refused to admit that he was reluctant to spend all his money on paintings, so he simply stared at Ji Huan and asked, "What is Mr. Rong saying this for?" If you think the painting is worth five million, why don't you bid? ”

Zhuang Yu sneered: "It's not because it's not your money that is spent, you don't have a backache when you stand and talk." ”

"I really think it's worth it." Ji Huan said lightly: "I not only think it's worth it, but in my heart, it's still a priceless treasure." ”

As she spoke, she directly raised her card to participate in the auction: "Ten million." ”

Directly doubled again.

Zhuang Yu's eyes widened in disbelief.

How can it be?!

Rong Chen, a nouveau riche who didn't graduate from college, what art does he know? Can he understand what kind of painting techniques are used in "Flying Birds" and what kind of feelings the painter himself entrusts?

He doesn't understand anything, what's the fun coming?!

Zhuang Yu was indignant and said angrily: "Mr. Rong is really generous, spending so much money in one breath for the sake of the battle of will." ”

"I have money, but I never spend a penny." Ji Huan's back straightened.

Rong Chen's figure was already tall, and with her indifferent expression, there was a kind of nobrowishness and coldness in her eyes: "Someone must fight with me in the battle of will." Are you worthy? ”

This is simply the meanest thing she has ever said, and the effect is obvious.

Zhuang Yu's whole face was defeated, angry and annoyed, but he dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak.

Not to mention how wonderful the face is.

[Rong is domineering! ] 】

[Ahhhh Who said that Rong is always a nouveau riche, look at his demeanor, I don't know how many streets Zhuang Yu has left, okay?! 】

[Don't exaggerate too much in front, it's clearly written on the encyclopedia! ] Rong Chen is a gangster who didn't graduate from college, and he was lucky to get rich to get this far. Still demeanor, does he have it? 】

[What if Mr. Rong doesn't understand art? He spoils his wife! Miss Ji said that she liked it, and he was willing to buy it for 10 million. This is not love, what is love? 】

[Mr. Rong, don't love it too much! ] 】

Seeing that Zhuang Yu was speechless, Su Luoyu pursed his lips.

She thought that Zhuang Yu was right, Rong Chen and Ji Huan were businessmen who were full of copper stench and didn't know any art at all.

No matter how much they pretend to be, they don't understand it.

Isn't it great to be rich?

"Miss Ji, I know you feel that Ah Yu owes you." She was full of guilt and said, "Love is unreasonable, and I can understand if you blame us." But—"

"This painting is the work of Ah Yu's idol, can you not win people's love?" She said pitifully: "I know that you and Rong are always rich, but you don't know H.J at all, and you don't understand what this painting represents...... Is it worth spending so much money just for the sake of one breath? If my work is bought back and dusted, I'm afraid H.J himself will be sad if he finds out, right? ”

Rong Chen was successfully teaed by her again.

Gan.

Why does every word in this world make him want to hit someone so much?

If he hadn't beaten women......

Rong Chen gritted his teeth and tried his best to suppress his temper: "Don't worry, she won't be sad, and she will feel lucky." ”

If this painting fell into the hands of these two disgusting things, it might as well be burned.

Zhuang Yu couldn't help but sneer: "Huanhuan, when did you learn not to pretend to understand?" I'll just say that the one who is close to ink is black, and you better not get too close to people who don't know how to go. ”

When they went on a date, every time they went to an art exhibition, he was there to explain and introduce her.

Does she understand, doesn't he know yet?

Rong Chen's face was expressionless: "I don't know how to pretend to understand?" I remember you saying that H.J is your idol and what you strive for. Right? ”

Zhuang Yu didn't think it was wrong, and nodded: "Yes." I believe that H.J will usher in a new era of painting, and her achievements will certainly be no less than that of many famous painters in history. My biggest dream is to meet her in reality one day and exchange ideas with each other. ”

"Good." Rong Chen nodded.

The long tassel earrings accompanied her movements, landing on the delicate collarbones, lining the two protruding joints.

In an extremely calm tone, he said the most arrogant painting: "I'm sorry, your idol and dream, H.J, is Ji ...... That's me. ”

He said, "Now, do you think I don't understand?" ”

He had a wooden face, and he crossed his waist in his heart.

Fuck, suffocate him.

Doesn't the little bunny like to pretend to be forced? What about pretending to look at it again?

Who the hell doesn't understand!