Dépenser l'argent du méchant pour prolonger ma vie - Chapitre 152

Chapitre 144, out of number.

Hot autumn tigers are a little irritating, even on the night of Red and Sauvignon.

A charitable art auction is being held tonight at the top floor of the Yamato Hotel in Beijing City, filled with pink roses at the highest banquet hall.

Waiters from time to time serve champagne or other drinks to guests in the guest area.

Throughout the hall, the lights were dim, with only the tracking lights in the center of the stage, clearly illuminated by the ceremonial lady wearing a split sequin cheongsam, and her slowly pushed exhibition cabinet car covered with red silk.

The scene gently sounded the jointed discussion, but soon drowned in the Beethoven Symphony.

As the red silk slowly unfolds, the moderator also sets the tone.

"Cette” Zhou Gong Dream “by Mr. Wu Zhengzhong, about three meters long, is the largest ink painting by Mr. Wu on the market at present. In his book” Dessins “, he wrote in detail the inspiration and drawing process of his creation of this” Zhou Gong Dream “. "

“This is an ink series he painted 10 years ago when he and his wife finally returned to their homeland. Dream is a theme painting, seulement trois. The other two pieces, which were included in the Paintings, had never been published before. "

“On the screen are sixteen of our microcameras that capture all-round viewing videos from different angles and heights. You can enjoy it in five minutes. "

“The work starts at a million dollars. "

“Fifty thousand at a time. "

As the moderator smiled and explained, the VIPs at each VIP table also moved their gaze to the screen.

But in the last row, a man sitting on his big back wearing a brown customized suit set was an ageing woman who smiled and turned to her side.

“As I recall, do you know Mr. Wu Zhengzhong? His paintings were worth 238 million at the French auction. "

“Today’s price is too low. "

“But those who know how to do it will naturally understand the value of this painting, and you will witness the next miracle later. "

Li Memories nodded gracefully with a bitter smile.

This is how many times she’s been married, and she can barely remember.

Ever since Shen Cheng, Dad threw her into the capital for a second time because of an introductory phone call.

This greasy guy is the Third Young Master of the Zhu family in Beijing.

She’s super diaphragmatic.

But Dad also had a military warrant, and she had to insist on dating the guy and getting the other guy’s appreciation, otherwise the money would be confiscated.

Headache!

“Ho ho ho ho, this uncle sounds different from you. "

Li remembered correctly, but heard a young doll roar.

Li’s eyes lit up when he remembered.

She immediately remembered the treasures she borrowed on this trip – Master Gu’s son, Huo Yuhong, and Qin Fu, two years younger than him!

As soon as we kiss, we take the baby!

Not embarrassing the whole way!

“Xiao Yuhong, how about this painting? Talk to Aunt Xiaoru. "

She almost forgot, this little guy has another great role to play, so she hastily asks.

Assez sur, you can hear the little guy.

“Little Auntie, this painting is worth no more than five million. "

“Between $3 million and $5 million, you can consider buying a collection, which will be of value for 10 années. "

“More than five million, if there is… the pursuit of the aunt’s heart, en cadeau, can also be purchased, après tout, the gift is gentle and the price is not important. In the case of collections, it means something else. "

En un mot, it makes Li’s memory blush.

“Say what! "

But she also understands that five million is the highest bid line, and beyond that, ça n'en vaut pas la peine.

The whole scene watched the big screen quietly, and the little guy’s voice was not only heard by Li Memory, but also by her side by Prince Zhu.

"Il possède, little guy, you know all this? Let me bet you something, d'accord? "

Prince Zhu is very sure.

Collectors need to know more than just the ability to identify, but also the information about the major auctions.

The famous painter, once auctioned off at a high price, basically all his works, the value of the painting is increased.

“This painting is similar to the size of the 200 million pieces, but the theme is different. "

Full of confidence, he finally turned his gaze on the child.

The child was seen wearing a small suit and appeared to be planking his face, but the slightly red lips seemed to be curling up.

Some small, slightly round faces with seemingly frivolous smiles, a pair of dark eyes clear and clean, looks very pleasing to the elders.

Children of the Huo family in Shencheng.

He doesn’t walk that way much, but he knows it’s a big family kid.

The Huo family has attached great importance to the artistic upbringing of their children since childhood, but this is a child who is only seven years old this year.

How do you know the curve of the collection world?

“As long as it’s under 100 million, I’ll buy it today. "

Prince Zhu laughed.

Huo Yuhong nodded, "Oui. "

A little pink girl with a shorter head next to him, her soft, lying face close to his ear, “Chuckles, does he say ‘a lot of stupid money’? Girls need to stay away? "

Huo Yuhong reached out and patted her on the top of her head.

Failure to speak is clearly an identity.

Because he sat close, Li remembered clearly, his mouth twitched.

“Three million once! "

“Four or four million once! "

“Five million once! "

Prices skyrocketed after the shooting.

Third son Zhu, the smile on his face is getting stronger and stronger.

“Huo’s little brother, my uncle taught you a lesson today. "

He lifted his lips and raised his hand to the sign.

“Eight million! "

The three million dollar hike is pretty handsome.

The third son of Zhu is very proud.

De toute façon, the price has to rise to 200 million, why is it so slow to swallow?

He leaned relaxed against the back of the chair.

pourtant… one second… two seconds… after a full talk, nobody raised their cards.

“Eight million three times, accord! Toutes nos félicitations, Monsieur. N.-É.! "

Prince Zhu: "????!!! "

Huo Yuhong faced the next Qin Fu stall and educated the little girl again.

“When you don’t know, look and listen, ne t'inquiète pas. "

The impatient third son of Zhu was hurt by 10,000 points…

Li Memories turned his head and smiled.

Look at this greasy man eating, he’s really happy.

“Xiao Yuhong, give it to Xiaoru Auntie Cope. "

Huo Yuhong nodded, and some cute fingers, dotted to the screen.

“The two paintings differ in their methods, et le 200 million paintings are the last paintings written by Mr. Wu in pure Yanshui. "

“And this method of incorporating Western painting, although the material is ink, neither perspective nor ink throwing is his previous personal style. The painting draws on everyone else’s ideas and should be his practice. "

La pratique, the mature style of the work, the natural price varies from day to day and cannot be confused.

Li Memories shouted, hurry Baidu.

It turns out that Mr. Wu wrote the original text in his autobiographical “Pictures”.

‘Practice… trying… not satisfied… two more “Dreamland”, “Dreamland”, Heureusement, a small achievement. '

The auction wants to sell high prices and naturally hides this part of the information.

Li Ru busily handed his phone to Prince Zhu to show him, making his face red!

Practice is certainly not worth 200 million!

If it hadn’t been for his rush to scream 8 million, I’m afraid about 5 million people would have started to hesitate!

But he pretended to want to show himself in front of a girl, and he crashed himself!

“The other two Dream themes should be worth more than 100 million. Après tout, it is a successful innovation of famous painters. You can buy it next time if you have the chance. "

Huo Yuhong’s little friend summed it up.

Prince Zhu suffered another 10,000 injuries.

He brought Li Memorabilia to the auction to make a knowledgeable and uniquely eyed impression, mais…

Dix minutes plus tard…

Huo Yuhong’s little friend: “Xiao Ru Auntie, this Maitreya red jade can try to call 800,000. Blood texture is rare, carved round, suitable for girls and worth having. Guaranteed for 50 années. "

Li Memories Ru: « Ho! "

Huo Yuhong’s little friend: “Xiao Ru Auntie, this screen works, you can ask for the price within 8 million. The mountains are dull and pleasant, and the ink throwing method used is very mature. Painters don’t have the same type of creations, et dans 10 années, they’ll rise. "

Li Memories Ru: « Ho! "

Huo Yuhong’s little friend: “This root sculpture is a common technique, but it triumphs over meaning natural, 500,000. "

Huo Yuhong’s little friend: "Cette…"

Prince Zhu can only keep his mouth bigger and bigger all the time. He will never dare to axe Ben Gate again. One more beep.

Half way through the auction, Li Memories actually captured two collectibles.

One was prepared for her father’s birthday gift, and one was taken for Huo Yuhong’s little friend because he was a minor and could not play cards.

Prince Zhu also followed, silently taking an ink painting.

When the venue dispersed, he sent Li Memory back to the hotel with his two children.

Li Memories just laughed, “On the introducer’s side, give me a good review. "

She also spelled it out for the change.

“I didn’t even rob you of that ink you were bidding on. The kid says it’s gonna go up, it’s gonna go up. "

Prince Li: …

Excuse-moi, is this child a carp?

"Bien. "

I didn’t expect Li Memory to nod.

“Not only a carp, but a carp son of an ink master. His fucking scrap is the toy he’s been painting since he was a kid. The fetal education of that year was literature, donc… it wasn’t a genius that normal people could understand. "

"De toute façon, goodbye ”

Li Memories said goodbye to him in a dazzling manner and never returned. He stepped on his heels and walked away.

“Xiao Yuhong, thank you this time! "

When she walked into the hotel, she bent over and hugged a little guy who looked serious and couldn’t help kissing the mumps.

Huo Yuhong nodded at her with a smile, reaching out his right hand to hold her, and his left hand held Qin Fufu, who was eating sugar and had no idea what was going on.

“You’re welcome. "

“Auntie Little is also a rising collection and deserves to wait for a better collector. "

Tap, Li Memories dropped his shopping bag.

Emma!

You lied to her about having a son!

Aïe, madam is so cute… I want to steal this carp home, woo woo woo, I want to steal my son’s day again!

“Xiao Yuhong. "

Li was about to pick up his shopping bag, but there was a magnetic voice in his ear.

She felt that the voice would make people pregnant. She looked up and saw a handsome man. She bent over and gave her a deep smile. Some were cynical and a little masculine.

“Miss Lee? Ravi de vous rencontrer. I’m Xiao Yuhong’s cousin. "

“Help you change to the Presidential Suite, this is the door card. "

Monsieur. Zhang Jia.

Li Memorable’s face, the instant red.

L'auteur a quelque chose à dire: Des gamins, ça devrait être ça

I’ve already finished writing many things in the main text. For the rest, we’ll see “I’ll upgrade by raising my cubs” next book Collect if you like! So zah!