Vol 8 Chapter 83: Killing you

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"If there is nothing else, please come back in three months"
Seeing Qian Wanguan's silence, the steward said impatiently that as the only auction house in the city, he was a child of the four families of the Stuart family.
Qian Wanguan woke up, his eyes turned, and sneered: "What kind of sky painting is yours, my painting can kill your hundreds of sky paintings in seconds, I don't believe you call a painter."
"Ok?"
The manager's eyes cooled down, he knew the value of the hundreds of sky paintings. This time, he could definitely sell the sky-high price. How could this person be so convinced? Every fighter in the Vajrayana territory dares to be so presumptuous?
If this is not the chamber of commerce of the Stuart family, the steward will definitely make people throw money out. He paused and sneered: "If these three paintings are not worthwhile, what?"
Qian Wanguan had a hard time riding a donkey, and only the dead duck insisted: "If it's worth it, let it be."
"it is good"
The steward stood up and said coldly: "If it is a treasure, we will auction it for free at this auction. If the value is not worth 300 million skystones, then I can only ask you to climb out, come ... and ask Yang Lao to identify. "
The managerial words made it clear that if the money is valuable, the sky painting can be auctioned for free. If it is not worth 300 million, he will break Qian Wanguan's legs and let him crawl out.
Qian Wanguan's mouth twitched and breaking his leg was a trivial matter, but there were people inside and outside the chamber of commerce. He climbed out like this, and his face was lost. The thought of ridicule and irony of countless people suddenly tightened his body.
"Can this painting really cost 300 million?"
He didn't know that he could only hope that Feng Yan and Jiang Yi did not lie to him, otherwise the ugliness would be lost today.
"Rustle"
It didn't take long for an old man in a white robe to walk outside. This old man is really old. Bai Hu is full of chest and his eyes are a little muddy. He walks slowly and seems to fall at any time. under…
This old man seems to have a very high status. The middle-aged steward quickly walked over to help the old man and said, "Lao Yang, please help identify the value of these three paintings."
"Open it"
When Lao Yang waved his hand, two waiters quickly opened a Zen wooden box and took out a picture and placed it on a green wooden table. The eyes of everyone looked at the picture, and everyone looked at it.
"Good painting"
Even Qian Wanguan, an unknown person, feels very good at glance at this painting, which is several times better than what he painted before. This painting is "Sadness", which is painted by Jiang Bieyi, who looks away from the air and looks back at the air. The scene where the big handprints flew away, and the ruinous atmosphere contained in that big handprints made Qian Wanguan's soul tremble.
"Master Jiang ..."
Qian Wanguan rarely shed tears. Seeing this painting also had an urge to shed tears. He heard that Jiang Bieli died to save Jiang Yi, but Jiang Yi just mentioned it casually, and at this moment he knew what Jiang Bieli was. dead.
The sheep's old and thin body is like a seizure of sheep. The turbid eyes are full of radiance. The hand that has been shaking slightly wants to touch the painting, but for fear of being damaged, I have never dared to move. When he reached his beloved woman, his lips were pursed, and he said to himself: "Okay, good painting. The old man has never seen many famous paintings in his life, and fortunately has seen the paintings spread by the Buddha, but this painting … At least in the top ten "
"Uh"
The supervisor didn't understand the painting, but after a few glances he also knew that the painting was very precious. The most important thing was that Yang Lao's reaction scared him. Yang Lao is not only an ordinary painter, but also a real elder of Situ's family. He is famous, and the words Situ Yang still have a great influence at the moment. Because the elders are too old, Yang Yang hasn't managed much these years, but his son is now one of the eighteen elders of Situ's family.
Situ Yang is one of the three major painters of the Chamber of Commerce. He has seen many famous paintings throughout his life. He said that the vice can be ranked in the top ten, so the value of this painting is inestimable ...
"Quick, quick, open the two paintings outside"
Yang Lao watched for a while, and then ordered to the waiter next to him. The two quickly and carefully opened the other two Zen wooden boxes. After a few glances, Yang Lao shivered even more, and said continuously: "I miss, Sad, emotional? Well, Que Que's works, Que Que's works. Situ Hong, these three paintings as the second stage finale auction, these three paintings will definitely make this auction a higher grade, if not The clan law stipulates that no one in the family can participate in the auction, and the old man must buy these three paintings even if he loses his family. "
"This"
Supervisor Situ Hong twitched his lips, can't wait to give himself a few slaps. The value of these three paintings is absolutely inestimable. According to regulations, the auction must be handed over to the auction, which is also a huge income.
Qian Wanguan was happy, Feng Ye did not lie to him. This time, he made a big profit. He glanced at Yang Lao and Situ Hong, and said quietly: "Master, these three paintings are worth 300 million? Then you said Can the free auction still be counted? If it cannot be auctioned, I can only go to the other chambers of commerce to sell. "
"what?"
When Yang Lao heard what Qian Wanguan said, his eyes flashed coldly to Situ Hong: "This painting cannot be auctioned, what other treasures can be auctioned? Situ Hong, what do you do? What is free?"
Situ Hong's complexion changed. At this moment, he had the heart to die. He quickly explained two sentences to the old Lao Lai Xiao Chuan Chuan, and then he shouted at Qian Wanguan with both hands: "This distinguished guest, the little one knows nothing about precious We neglected the guests. These three paintings were picked up by our Stuart Chamber of Commerce and guaranteed as the second stage finale auction, you see the commission
"The handling fee can be given"
Qian Wanguan paused and said, "But I want to advance 300 million skystones."
"Okay, no problem, come here to take the distinguished guest to go through the formalities." Situ Hong smiled and opened a flower on his face, at the same time explained: "In addition to this adult, a VIP token."
Qian Wanguan followed the waiter with satisfaction, as long as the painting could sell for a high price, it didn't matter if he paid a fee. It was not a good thing to offend Situ's family in the city of God-given.
"Miscellaneous"
After the money went on, the sheep became angry and stared at the manager: "Situ Hong, don't you want to do this manager?"
"Yang Lao forgive sins, I did not handle it properly, and I turned to the family for sin." Situ Hong was grieving and mischievous. Although this old man does not care about the matter, if he really speaks, a word can let him Get off ~ EbookFREE.me ~ He glanced at the signatures on the three paintings, and quickly shifted the topic: "Lao Yang, I have an important thing to report, look at the signatures on these three paintings."
"Floating clothes, what's wrong?" Yang Lao glanced, Fox inquired.
Situ Hong struck a force in his hands, opened the banquet of the small hall, and said: "Lao Yang, before the songwriter sent 600 auctions of sky paintings, all of the volcanic eruption maps on the sea, you should have heard? The signature of hundreds of paintings-all fluttering clothes. "
"Ok?"
Situ Yang's eyes were brilliant and he drank: "You immediately report to the family and ask the owner to decide, so that the talents must be recruited as soon as possible. If they are recruited by the rest of the family, I want your fate."