Chapter 39:

Chapter Thirty Nine
Su Fu entered the entertainment industry five years ago and debuted after participating in a variety show. One person milks the whole group, and finally shoots solo. His acting skills are average, but he has a lot of fans.
Later, it was revealed that her father was the boss of a real estate company, and she was actually a rich second-generation, so she became even more popular.
At the charity dinner, she auctioned off her paintings, ignoring the rest of the stars with a high price.
Fans are also blowing happily.
[My Fufu is really versatile! What else you won't! 】
[The painting is beautiful! It's a pity that I don't have any money, and QAQ can only watch others take pictures of Fufu. 】
[Fufu is still a newcomer, sold a high price of 1.78 million, and also donated it to Hope Primary School on the spot, really fried chicken is amazing and good! 】
There are also many people who indicate that passersby have been circled.
But after another hot search rushed to the top three strongly, #苏芙的画# seemed less noticeable.
@娱乐排一排: At the annual charity dinner held at Huayue Hotel, #宴太太的画# was sold at a high price of 9.9 million yuan... The atmosphere was enthusiastic, and everyone wanted to get this picture. Painting...As of now, this painting is the highest-priced single product at auction. Mrs. Yan is really 666. Does Mr. Yan know you are so good?
A large number of netizens flooded into the comment area quickly.
[I'm here, I'm here, I'm here to spy on the lives of the rich again! 】
[Gu Xueyi tonight is so beautiful too! ! ! 】
【Nine million nine hundred thousand one painting...Limit my imagination. Sluggish.jpg】
[Cry, I will only shout 666 to the banquet! 】
[The name of Mrs. Yan Chao is different. Can such a broken painting sell so high? The world is getting worse. The rich can do anything! 】
[Where did the sour chicken come from upstairs? ? ? People's money is also hindering you. It’s also great to see this painting professionally! 】
[Fuck this picture? I drew it for a long time! Damn it! Such a high price! I'm going to tell him he is on fire! 】
[How do you feel that the marketing account is a bit yin and yang? 】
[It’s not yin and yang, the sisters of _(:з」∠)_LS can find out what the annual charity dinner of Huayue Hotel is. The emmm banquet here is really surprising. Many people in the financial world have to be surprised. 】
[May I ask Mrs. Yan to enter the entertainment industry? How many hot searches did you buy? 】
[Someone on the front foot just got a hot search because of the painting, and someone immediately followed and beat them. It was indeed 666. A wealthy wife has this kind of speculation ability, isn't it 666? With kung fu hype, why don't you go home and see if your husband is back alive? Jumping outside every day, looking annoying. 】
[+1, the banquet is dead, you don’t have this treatment~ You should go home and wait for your husband's news~]
[What kind of monsters and monsters are suddenly mixed into the comment area? ? ? Why, when a woman is married, she should stay at home and not go out? What kind of logic. 】
[Thank you, with our Yantai's ability, we will be able to live well in the future. 】
[Sf fans are coming? Ren Yantai doesn't want to enter the entertainment circle at all. People with money and status live well, but it's cool, OK? Save others by oneself and laugh me to death. 】
[No, Gu Xueyi can still have fans? Shocked. A woman who relies on three abuses to marry a wealthy family, and fans? What is she capable of? Seeing that Mr. Yan couldn't come back, did he immediately turn around to seduce Mr. Jiang's ability? 】
...
The style of painting in the comment area suddenly became strange.
Many netizens who had just eaten melons casually were also taken into the water and made a noise.
The more noisy it was, the more quarrelsome this topic was, and it firmly occupied the top spot in the hot search.
Yan Wenjia just stopped the recording here, and everyone rested in place.
The agent held the phone and handed it to him quietly.
"What?" Yan Wenjia asked lazily.
"Mrs. Yan, hot search..."
Yan Wenjia took the phone.
"First." The agent finished the next half sentence.
"Why doesn't Yuan brother leave his phone?" A little fresh meat suddenly asked with a smile on the other side.
As he said, he craned his neck, with a close tone: "Girlfriend?"
Yan Wenjia raised his eyes indifferently, his aura was overwhelming for a moment.
The other party smiled reluctantly and shut up.
Yan Wenjia quickly flipped through the hot search and hot search comment areas.
The hot search mentioned earlier on "Gu Xueyi", most of the comment areas are harmonious. After all, in the past two years, with the improvement of the quality of the people and the development of people's living and working in peace and contentment, everyone has long since stopped hating the rich.
Speaking of rich people is worship, yearning and teasing.
But today is different...
There was a quarrel in the comment area.
Compared with the last time Jiang Meng's fans came in troubled waters, the noise was worse.
Yan Wenjia frowned quickly, and moved his fingers to think back.
The agent was quick with eyesight, and held him down.
"What are you doing?" The agent lowered his voice.
"Return to comment."
The agent is almost bald: "That's someone else's comment area! What comment are you going back to!"
Is it possible that you still plan to fight with these people?
That's not a hot search tomorrow!
Yan Wenjia: "You make sense."
The agent breathed a sigh of relief.
Great, now Brother Yuan has become more and more reasonable.
Yan Wenjia earned twice.
The broker withdrew his hand.
Then the next moment, the agent watched Yan Wenjia and clicked the forwarding.
@原嘉：This painting is worthwhile, I like it. /@娱乐排一排: Once a year at Huayue Hotel...
broker:? ? ?
The agent scratched his head: "What are you doing?"
Yan Wenjia raised his chin, posturing arrogantly like a nobleman: "I quarreled with them in my comment area."
The agent's head was dizzy.
You are such a logical genius!
And at the moment in Huayue Hotel.
Pei Lixin couldn't hold it anymore, she confessed a few words to Pei Zhikang, and had to hurriedly exit the stage to rest...
Pei Zhikang hasn't noticed that it's wrong, but he really feels sorry for this sister, and hurriedly said: "Okay, you go and rest, I just stay here."
"Yeah." Pei Lixin answered, wanting to say you beware.
But after thinking for a long time, she couldn't remember what to remind Pei Zhikang to guard against.
Forget it.
Pei Lixin let out a sigh: "I'll talk about the rest later."
When she turned around, Pei Lixin immediately sent a text message to Pei Zhikang.
[Don't worry about what Gu Xueyi says for a while, don't take pictures of her again! 】
When Pei Lixin thinks of Pei Zhikang's generosity, she wants to vomit blood.
I don't know how expensive chai rice is when I am not in charge.
They made a lot of money from Baoxin, but their cash flow is not much...
After receiving the reply message from Pei Zhikang, Pei Lixin left without worry.
Feng Yu was too close to them, and all the conversations in the middle were naturally heard.
Pei Lixin, this idiot!
I don't know if I have been tricked.
I thought I could cooperate with Gu Xueyi, brainwashing Gu Xueyi and let her steal things from the party?
What Feng Yu originally thought was that with the legendary IQ of the wife of the banquet, let alone stealing things from the banquet court, even if he wanted to create the illusion that the banquet court was completely dead, he would be pressed by Chen Yujin's hands. Down...
Now it seems that Gu Xueyi may be able to do it.
But Pei Lixin couldn't control Gu Xueyi at all.
The whole self-righteous conspiracy was wrong from the very beginning!
The corner of Feng Yu's mouth curled downward, the arc was cold and sharp.
Gu Xueyi raised her finger and hooked it.
The lady of etiquette guarding both sides of the seat immediately came over: "Mrs. Yan, do you have any instructions?"
Gu Xueyi said lightly: "You don't need to ask Mr. Pei to write a check for a while, just ask Mr. Pei to transfer the money directly."
Miss Etiquette was stunned: "Yes."
Then I went to remind Pei Lixin, and brought a note with the card number written on it.
Pei Lixin could only make a phone call and asked the company's finance to do it immediately.
If she faces Gu Xueyi alone, she can still find a way to fall back.
But now countless eyes are staring, and she can't afford to lose any more money.
"Okay." Pei Lixin said.
The hostess is preparing to go back.
Pei Lixin's eyes were cold, but there was a smile on her face: "By the way, the wife of the banquet did not donate just now, so please donate the painting for me."
She stepped on Gu Xueyi specially.
Just wait tomorrow to see if the media can catch this point.
The lady of etiquette was stunned, and then showed a generous and beautiful smile, and said: "Pei is always grand! I thank you for your generosity for the children in the mountains."
Pei Lixin felt more comfortable after hearing some compliments.
As for this end, Pei Zhikang turned around and immediately enjoyed the admiring gaze from the surroundings.
Baoxin smashed more than nine million to go out!
These people will naturally see the strength of Baoxin!
You know, Pei Zhikang's dream since childhood was that he hoped that he could spend a lot of money in full view, and attracted countless people to kneel and lick.
The auction entered the second half in a flash.
Feng Yu suddenly turned around: "Doesn't Mr. Jiang take a picture today?"
Jiang Yue smiled casually and said, "Everything I want is taken away, so what else is there to take? I am frustrated and stop taking pictures."
Feng Yu: "..."
Gu Xueyi suddenly turned her head and asked: "What is the collection that President Jiang brought today?"
Jiang Yue looked at the stage: "Isn't this coming right away?"
Soon on the stage, a lady of courtesy came out holding a box. The contents of the box were enlarged by the instrument and immediately entered the sight of everyone.
It was a black and round... button that seemed to have been crossed countless times.
Jiang Yue said, "The button that fell off my shirt."
Feng Yu: "..."
Jiang Erzhen is a rascal as always.
Jiang Yue smiled and turned to look at Gu Xueyi.
so.
He saw through her routine at a glance, and happily cooperated.
The host held the box and announced calmly: "The starting price is one hundred thousand."
Those wealthy businessmen who sighed that they came and came again were numb.
Others who want to win Jiang Yue look differently are hesitating to hold up the sign. What they are hesitant is not that this thing is not worth the price, but that they are thinking about what price is right.
"Two hundred thousand." Gu Xueyi held up the sign.
Jiang Yue looked back at her in surprise.
Soon, Jiang Yue reacted: "Mrs. Yan doesn't need to thank me like that." "As for the stuff in the box, I have one. If you like it, I will give you a box tomorrow."
Gu Xueyi said lightly: "One yard goes to one yard."
Jiang Yueqing sighed: "Mrs. Yan doesn't want to owe me favors so much?"
"Humanity should be used for big things, not for such small things." Gu Xueyi made no secret.
Jiang Yue sighed: "My wife is smart."
Feng Yu couldn't help but hooked his mouth.
If it were him, he would do the same.
The more powerful the character, the less willing to owe favors.
But Pei Lixin probably didn't expect it?
She was nothing more than a "trivial matter" in Gu Xueyi's mouth.
Pei Zhikang listened in a cloud of mist, just watching Jiang Yue and Gu Xueyi talking happily, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.
Gu Xueyi looked arrogant in temper, but after leaving Yanchao, isn't this still welcoming Jiang Er?
The host on the stage stayed for a while, and then continued to shout: "Two hundred thousand once, two hundred thousand twice..."
"Five hundred thousand!" Someone who wanted to please Jiang Yue couldn't help but speak.
The banquet family has a big business, and the banquet wife does not need to please the Jiang family. But he has to rely on the Jiang family for food!
Gu Xueyi's eyes didn't blink: "Six hundred thousand."
Jiang Yue said helplessly: "Why does Mrs. Banquet? You can pay it back in other ways."
Someone on the other side shouted: "Seven hundred thousand!"
Gu Xueyi stopped talking now.
In the end, the other party won the wonderful collection for 700,000 yuan.
Jiang Yue:...
Jiang Yue couldn't help but said, "You won't take pictures anymore?"
She shoot.
He was a little reluctant to see her suffer.
She will not shoot.
He was a little weirdly lost again, feeling that he was like a rag. After wiping and turning his head, he threw the trash can.
"Well, don't shoot anymore." Gu Xueyi nodded.
Jiang Yue is also clever, and he immediately recalled: "...Mrs. Yan really didn't suffer at all. She used the same trick to return it to me."
He raised her price.
She turned around and raised the price for him.
No one really bought it.
But Jiang Yue still felt angry and funny after thinking about it: "Mrs. Yan's collection cost more than nine million, and I took 700,000 for this one. Mrs. Yan feels fair?"
"Quite fair. That painting is really worth the price, but Mr. Jiang's buttons are not worth it."
Jiang Yue laughed angrily.
Feng Yu listened a little sweetly.
Speaking of it, the Feng family, the Jiang family, and the Song family did not deal with the Yanchao, and outsiders often regarded them as one, and even some others who did not deal with the Yanchao.
But how can they really be one?
Jiang Er's hooligan style was finally planted.
...
The auction has finally come to an end.
The last piece of the collection belonged to Feng Yu, an antique, and was sold at a high price of 16 million yuan.
In this comparison, the price of the painting is really a bit eye-catching.
"After the auction is over, there will be a dinner, and charity badges will be distributed at the dinner." Jiang Yue said: "Mrs. Banquet should be attending soon, right?"
"No." Gu Xueyi squeezed her handbag and slowly got up.
Feng Yu turned his head back then: "Mrs. Yan knows now that she is afraid?"
At the auction, everyone was just sitting in their place in a proper manner, but when the dinner party started later, she, as a banquet family, was really no different from a sheep's mouth.
He still wanted to see how she struggled and how she was at a loss.
Gu Xueyi said lightly: "I thought about it carefully, and what Mr. Feng said just now also makes sense. I have been on the site of Mr. Feng for a long time, and it is always not good if I am told by the banquet."
Feng Yu:...
Don't you know well now? Why did you go? Pei Lixin left after playing?
But Gu Xueyi used what he said just now to prevaricate him.
Is he going to say, ah, what I said doesn't make sense?
Feng Yu's lips curled up, his smile was cold and gloomy: "Mrs. Yan is really sensible."
"Don't dare, I'm not more sensible than President Feng." Gu Xueyi paused: "President Feng was more sensible that night."
You want to be humble with me?
Feng Yu's expression cracked.
Jiang Yue was scratching his heart and lungs, and he was dead.
What night is it?
what happened?
What servants are not servants? What other master and servant games are they playing?
Pei Zhikang's eyelids jumped at the side.
Gu Xueyi left as soon as she said, without any muddling.
Of course others couldn't stop her.
When Pei Lixin came back, she knew that Gu Xueyi had already left, and she was choked with blood in her throat.
After the auction was over, the person in charge also came to Feng Yu.
"President Feng, Mr. Pei of Baoxin donated the painting again. What do you think about this? Shall we conduct a second auction?"
The appearance of Gu Xueyi flashed in Feng Yu's mind, and the appearance of 399 wearing a mask flashed.
Feng Yu: "Keep it, put it in my office."
Gu Xueyi.
Gu Xueyi...
Feng Yu rolled the name back and forth several times in the bottom of his heart before connecting with 399.
The assistant, 93 who used to be in the club, thought he was angry and was about to say something.
Feng Yu suddenly fell on the table and laughed: "Hahaha, that's interesting! It's much more interesting than Baoxin!"
Qi... something wrong with the qi?
As soon as Gu Xueyi left the house, she received a call.
"Yan Wenjia?" She said in surprise.
The frequency with which he called her suddenly increased.
Yan Wenjia hung up again after finishing the fight, without saying a word.
Gu Xueyi:?
On the other end, Yan Wenjia grabbed the phone and threw it to the agent on the side: "Okay, you can continue recording."
The others finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Go on, go on!"
The little fresh meat on the opposite side couldn't help showing jealous eyes.
Yan Wenjia does whatever he wants... Does he look good?
Yan Wenjia sat back in his position again, thinking.
She should understand? After receiving the call, she will read the text message. She ran to sell paintings, she must have no money.
...
The phone made a buzzing vibration.
This time the big man was about to read the text message as usual, and the young man suddenly took it with his hand.
He lowered his eyes to look at the screen of the phone, thinking casually.
If the group of heads were to read, the green hat on his head would have to be piled up.
"The income of your card at 11:11 on October 28 (Baoxin Co., Ltd.) is 9900000.00 yuan..."
The young man was stunned.
Baoxin?
Baoxin pays money to his vice card?
Is it because of her?
He put the phone back, his face was calm, but he was lost in thought.
Soon, his phone vibrated again.
This time his men picked it up again.
But the young man didn't take it again, he said lightly: "Read."
The subordinate quickly cleared his throat and read: "Income bank card transfer...200000.00 yuan..."
The subordinate was stunned after reading it, and quickly flipped through the above one: "Income 9.9 million, income 200,000... Fuck! My wife also took home money to make money! So awesome!"
After he finished speaking, he quickly raised his head to look at the face of the boss, but he saw that the boss was still calm.
"Don't you think it's awesome?"
Yanchao said lightly: "It's pretty awesome...awesome." Yanchao never swears.
...
The other end.
The young man who had survived a few more hours opened the door and walked out, drew a box from his pocket with shaking hands.
He took a cigarette out of it, then stared at the box.
The box is empty...
Just like his wallet, empty...
The youth was staring at the aisle blankly, thinking about where to sell blood, his cell phone suddenly rang frantically.
He took out the phone and looked at the number on it.
Strange and familiar, like a high school classmate?
He answered the phone, took a breath, and wondered how he would turn it off if it was a class reunion or a wedding invitation...
"Fuck Dongzi, you are so awesome! You are famous! Your paintings have sold for 9.9 million fucking!"
...
Gu Xueyi returned to the banquet house.
The maid took the bag in her hand.
Immediately after, Gu Xueyi looked up and saw Yan Wenhong on the sofa.
He sat there obediently, with a huge picture frame at his feet, he smiled, as if a little shy, and asked, "Do you like painting?"
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"Lovely Lady" by Crystal Jade Meat
Jiang Ye was originally the second girl from the Jingxuan Prefectural House. When she was four years old, he was sent to Shuiyun Temple outside the city for ten years because of a Taoist saying "Hit the evil spirit." Hostility, not wanting but caught in the trap of stepmother, notorious, no one dares to marry.
I didn’t want the distinguished prince Chen to come to propose marriage at this time. Just when she thought she could leave the prefecture, she was disfigured. Then she fell off a cliff and died on the way to find a doctor.... She thought she was so dead and opened again The eyes returned to the moment before the disfigurement, everything was still too late...
Jiang Ye rolled up his sleeves and prepared to face and abuse his scum in this life, and walk around Wang Chen on his own.
Wang Chen came to propose marriage again.
Jiang Ye: Lord, are we unfamiliar?
Chen Wang:...
No one knew, the king Chen, whom everyone admired in Beijing, secretly placed the second girl Jiang, whom everyone hated.
A simple sentence: After rebirth, I became his favorite.