Chapter 210 Asking price of twelve million

  Through the big screen, we can see that the boy in the two paintings is exactly the same as the boy standing on the stage.

  As if walking out of a romantic painting, a vivid boy.

  A picture is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and a picture is hot on the inside and cold on the inside. Different emotional backgrounds have different colors.

  The person in the painting is handsome and lifelike. What's more amazing is Jiang Qi's painting skills.

   "I pay three million!"

  Before saying the reserve price, someone shouted.

  The auctioneer is a young lady. At the hearing of three million, she smiled cheerfully: "President Feng is really generous, three million!"

   "I am five million!" As soon as Miss Sister's voice fell, there was another offer.

   "Are there any more?" The young lady smiled brightly, her tone of excitement, on the contrary, it aroused the competition in the body even more.

  Five million, although not much in their eyes, most of them took photos in the front, and there was a shortage of funds to press the bottom of the picture in the back.

   "If I hadn't spent more than 8 million in front, I would have bought it."

   "I have been waiting for a long time, and I have been holding back the film before, I just waited until this moment!"

   "The bottom pressure painting behind is too amazing, you can ask the old man to transfer some money."

   "I'm out of money, I can only stare at it."

  ……

  The higher the price, Yan Dongming had to grit his teeth and mention nine million, of which one million had to make up his own pocket money.

  If you don’t bring a picture back, you will lose your pocket money in the next six months.

   "I'll pay 12 million." The two paintings were meant to be called for the third time. A voice stopped, cold and thin.

Miss    was a little surprised. This raised the price by 3 million! When it was nine million, people shouted seldom. This painting was 12 million, but it exceeded the price of all previous paintings!

  Everyone looked at with the voice, it was a more handsome boy, holding the sign, his face was indifferent.

  It's her... Yan Zhaoxi! When did she get in?

  After seeing Lang Sheng, someone sighed again: "It's from the Yan family again."

  The family of Yan Yan must have obtained this painting. The local tyrants sitting in the front row gritted their teeth. If it weren't for the little sister in front, the money was almost spent, how could it be Yan's turn!

   "Yan Chaoxi, what are you getting in the way?!" Yan Dongming was surprised when he saw Lang Sheng, and suddenly became angry.

  Yan Dongming’s roar was exceptionally loud in the almost quiet auction room, like thunder.

  Yan Dong Ning grabbed her brother's clothes. This is not a small place. The top floors of City A are coming. She clearly saw that many big people frowned because of this roar.

  Is this going to be labeled as uncultivated?

   "Cousin, I'm just for auction." Lang Sheng smiled faintly, very calmly.

  Many people saw Lang Sheng’s behavior and their faces improved.

  In their eyes, Yan Dongming’s upbringing is far inferior to that of Lang Sheng, and their dialogue also made them understand that the two Yan brothers are not in harmony.

   "This gentleman, this gentleman called." The young lady reminded me unhappy, her expression on Yan Dongming's face was very bad.

  Yan Dongming realized that his actions were too impulsive, he felt cold, and sat down slowly with contemptuous eyes.

   "You come to shoot, fifteen million, we will make up the remaining money with pocket money." If you want to lose, you can't be imposing, and those who want to lose can't lose face and night!

  Yan Dongming had just been embarrassed and gave the auction card to Yan Dongning. Seeing Lang Sheng sitting in the front row, he was content, and he wished to become the richest man in the world immediately.

  Damn, where did this kid get the money?

  (End of this chapter)