Chapter 211: : Another show

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Chun Tao and Ginkgo were so ambiguous when they wore shoes, and quickly hid in the kitchen, fearing to disturb the young couple's good times.
"It's okay, I'll just come, you can sit still."
Jiang Liu didn't let Hua Sheng get up, he helped her put on her new shoes.
Don't really say, the size is just right, after Hua Sheng put on, there was a girlish breath coming from the face.
"Do you have a dress that is worthy of these shoes?" Jiang Liu asked her.
"Yes." Huasheng has more clothes, and most of them buy their own high-end fabrics to draw their own drawings, and find someone to make them by hand.
"Then you will change it soon and accompany me to the auction site later."
Hua Sheng felt quite embarrassed. After hearing it, he realized that he wanted to accompany her to the occasion. After thinking about it, the joy just now disappeared, and Hua Sheng finally wore an apricot. The colored fishtail skirt, with fringed shawl on it, goes well with these shoes. The hair is made by Ginkgo for a short period of time, and the rest is plated up. The proper grandma and grandma are dressed up, and they are very expensive.
When Jiang Liu and Hua Sheng entered the venue, the auction had already begun, and they sat directly in the first row.
When I arrived, I discovered that this was a charity auction, organized by a local rich man named Wu Jun. He claimed that all the money raised was donated to the Red Cross.
So that night, a lot of celebrities from all walks of life came, but I did not see the shadow of Xie Dongyang.
Wang Junxian also came, but he and Wang's family sat on the other side. Hua Sheng also looked at it deliberately, without seeing the shadow of Hua Zhi.
Jiangliu and Huasheng watched three or four lots in succession, all of which were sold at a price of one million yuan.
"A Sheng, what do you like to tell me, I will photograph it for you, and then the money will be donated to the Red Cross in your name, which is also a virtue of good deeds." Jiang Liu reached out and clenched Hua Sheng.
"I do not want."
"Why? Don't like it?"
"It's not a question of likes or dislikes, but... none of the auctions are currently authentic."
The river flow was slightly shocked. Although he also knew a little about antiques, he didn’t find any clues, but he didn’t blame him. There was still a distance between the first row and the stage. If you don’t watch carefully, it’s hard to find out the truth about this antique. Fake, but Jiangliu knows that Huasheng is very researched. After all, many of the ornaments in Shili Spring Breeze are Huasheng’s own collections. Those things can’t be said to be rare, but they are indeed good things. Today Huasheng is like this In a word, those nine out of ten are true.
"A Sheng, are you sure?"
"Okay, this organizer is a big liar, and they will be able to choose these big brainless people." Hua Sheng sneered.
Jiang Liu touched the tip of his nose, and felt embarrassed because he brought Huasheng with him, even if he planned to buy one for her.
But now I heard that it is fake, what else to buy.
At this time, the host introduced the next collection, which was a landscape painting.
The host Wu Jun introduced with a microphone, "This landscape painting by Master Feng Qinghong was bought by a partner in Italy five years ago, and I liked it when I saw it. Although painter Feng Da was a painter from the Republic of China, However, his painting output is very small, and the amount of his life is not high. Especially, his best landscape picture is particularly precious. I don’t know who is here who can take it home. The starting price of this painting is seven million."
His voice just fell, Hua Sheng sneered, "He lied, Mr. Feng's landscape paintings are indeed famous, but he only painted three in his life, and two of them were given to his children. They have been in the hands of Feng's family and have never been rumored. The third picture was given to his close friend Nian Shunqing by Mr. Feng. In 1972, Mr. Nian's family moved to Singapore. In 1981, Mr. Nian passed away due to illness. His daughter knew that his father loved the painting. Mr. Nian was buried in the cemetery together. Where did Wu Jun come from?
"A Sheng, how do you know so clearly?" Jiang Liu was shocked by Hua Sheng.