Lord Lu's little ancestor is flirtatious and sassy

Chapter 1090 She really knelt down to the boss in front of her

Anyway, he has captured what he wanted most.

but……

Ji Xiubei took his gaze away from the stage, turned his head, and looked at Qin Yan who was sitting in the first row below the stage.

He remembered that Qin Yan seemed to be very interested in painting.

Once he went to her apartment to find her and saw her painting a picture.

That painting has just begun, with only a few simple outlines, but it can be seen that the level is very good.

even……

He felt that Qin Yan's painting style was somewhat similar to Yan's.

I don't know if Qin Yan will make a move on this painting.

"Damn, Xiao Yaner, that painting, that painting..." Nancy widened her eyes, looked at the painting on the display stand, and exclaimed in a low voice, "That's not yours. Painting? You haven't painted for several years? How can you still have a painting at the auction?"

Nancy knew that Qin Yan was Yan, who was known as a ghost painter.

What surprised her now was that Qin Yan hadn't painted for several years, yet her paintings were being auctioned on the stage.

Where did that painting come from? !
It won't be a high imitation!
Qin Yan withdrew his gaze from the stage, met Nancy's puzzled gaze, and said indifferently: "The previous waste manuscript."

Nancy: "..."

Scrap? !
So now a group of people are scrambling to take a picture of this painting, is it a waste draft that she didn't want before? !
"What are you doing looking at me like this?" Qin Yan didn't feel any guilt on his face, and his expression was quite innocent. "I didn't force them to buy it. There is no relevant provision that stipulates that scrap manuscripts cannot be put up for auction."

Nancy: "..."

She really knelt down to the big guy in front of her.

A big boss is a big boss, and even unwanted scraps can be put up for auction, and there are still a bunch of people vying for them at high prices.

At this moment, under the extremely fierce competition, in just a few minutes, someone has already raised the price to [-] million.

"It's [-] million, and someone has already bid for [-] million! Is there anyone who has a higher price than [-] million?!"

Hearing the price quoted by the host, Nancy felt even more indescribable.

Wasted manuscripts that people don't want can be easily auctioned for hundreds of millions of dollars.

They are all human beings, but why is there such a big gap between them!
"Xiao Yan'er, shall we wait before leaving?" Nan Xi pulled Qin Yan back to her seat, and she said with a smile, "I want to see what the final transaction price of your scrap manuscript is."

Qin Yan pursed her lips and said nothing.

The auction on the stage is still going on.

A few minutes later, the price had soared to nearly [-] million.

Nancy kept sighing: "Xiao Yan'er, I really admire you so much. You said that if you were not so lazy and a little more productive, you wouldn't know how much money you would make."

Qin Yan raised his eyebrows noncommittally.

Painting is just her hobby, she never thought of making it her main career.

When you are interested, draw a few pictures.

If it were her main occupation, she would get bored quickly.

When the bidding reached [-] million, there were very few people following the auction.

After all, this is not a small sum.

Shen She was somewhat complacent: "It seems that this painting is mine."

Su Yanzhi didn't continue to follow, he spread his hands and admitted defeat: "I give up, I can't compete with you."

The strength of the Shen family still has to surpass that of the Su family.

After all, they are ranked among the four famous families in Yuncheng.

"5000 million!" The host said loudly, "Is there a higher price?"

(End of this chapter)