Chapter 227

After seeing Han Zhiyu's attitude, the reporters were afraid that it would affect them, so they immediately walked away with the camera on their shoulders.

Inside the auction.

Because Qiao Jing came early, only a few scattered guests were seated.

"Miss Qiao, I'll take you there." Han Zhiyu was worried that Qiao Jing would not know the seat arranged for her in the invitation letter, and planned to take her to find his own seat.

Qiao Jing didn't give Han Zhiyu a chance to take her to the seat, so she easily found her seat and sat down.

After glancing at the invitation a few days ago, she remembered her position.

"Go and do your work." Qiao Jing sent Han Zhiyu away, and sat down to look at the phone.

After a while, someone sat down on the seat to her left.

The aura of the visitor made Qiao Jing know who it was without looking up.

Zhan Qipei was still holding a glass of water, unscrewed the bottle cap for her, and put it beside Qiao Jing, "Drink some water, why are you here so early?"

"I'm not thirsty, I'm afraid of being late, so come early." Qiao Jing was looking at the photo Lin Xiuxiang sent to herself.

It was the wedding room of Lin Xiuxiang and Tang Yan.

Qiao Jing looked at the photos in detail, and the only thing she felt was a little lacking was that the sofa in the living room was too spacious.

"What's in the auction today?" Qiao Jing asked out loud.

Zhan Qipei tightened the bottle cap again, "Master Han's calligraphy and paintings, Doctor Jing's medical books, and the rest are just gadgets."

"Okay." Qiao Jing replied.

As time passed, the auction began.

"Good afternoon, everyone, welcome to this charity auction..."

The host on the stage is reading the opening remarks.

Zhan Yao and Su Manhan also stepped in at this time, and sat next to Zhan Qipei, and there was an empty seat on Qiao Jing's right.

This time everyone came here for Master Han's calligraphy and paintings, as well as the legendary Zhongjing Divine Doctor's medical books!

Lou Xinrou also heard the news about medical books, followed Lou Pinshu to the auction, and sat not far from the Zhan family.

"The next one is a landscape painting by Master Han! The starting price is [-] million!"

The host lifted the cloth covering the painting and showed it in front of everyone.

When the guests heard Master Han's painting, they excitedly raised the number plates in their hands and began to increase the price.

"Twenty million!"

"Twenty-five million!"

"Twenty-eight million!"

The guests kept raising their prices, and Lou Pinshu also quoted a price of [-] million.

When he saw Master Han's landscape painting, his eyes lit up immediately, but anyone who knows this industry knows that this painting is the best!
What's more, Ambassador Han's paintings are priceless in the market, and even if you have money, you can't buy them.

Ambassador Han is very old, and it may not be long before he stops painting. This painting may also be his last work.

One of his paintings even fetched [-] million!The price of this painting is certainly not much lower.

When everyone was fighting over this painting, Zhan Qi Pei raised the number plate in his hand.

"One hundred million."

Originally, only [-] million paintings were mentioned, but Zhan Qi Pei doubled the price!

After seeing Zhan Qi Pei speak, everyone silently put down the number plates in their hands.

When I thought the owner of this painting would be Zhan Qi Pei, a person on the field held up a number plate, "[-] million."

Instantly!Everyone in the audience was looking for the person who made the offer.

Wu Xirui was sitting in a corner, watching the audience. After seeing this painting, he became interested. He originally planned to wait for those little people to raise their prices little by little, before offering the highest price himself.

But after Zhan Qi Pei gave the price, Wu Xirui raised the corners of his lips and doubled it without hesitation.

Qiao Jing also put down her mobile phone after hearing that the auction item was Han Zhiyu's painting.

When she felt the gaze falling on her for the second time, Qiao Jing quickly followed that gaze to see the other party.

It's Wu Xirui.

"Three hundred million." Zhan Qi Pei once again raised the number plate in his hand.

This fight made the other guests excited, this can be described as a fight between gods!

The two gods are Zhan Qi Pei, the richest man in the imperial capital, and Wu Xirui, who has a great influence overseas.

They watched Zhan Qipei and Wu Xirui keep giving each other higher prices, and they were all curious about who got the painting.

Qiao Jing glanced at Wu Xirui and frowned slightly.

Su Manhan noticed Qiao Jing's little move, and let out a grotesque voice, "You've never seen so much money in your life, have you? Although the old man gave you a little money, it's far from the price offered by our Qi Pei." Don't, it's a drop in the bucket."

Seeing that Qiao Jing ignored her, Su Manhan sarcastically said even harder, "You bumpkin who has never seen the world, go back quickly, don't embarrass our Zhan Family."

"Mom!" Zhan Qi Pei frowned, displeased.

Su Manhan took a deep breath and didn't say any more.

Zhan Qi Pei poured a glass of water and handed it to Qiao Jing.

"Thank you."

Qiao Jing was indeed a little thirsty, so she took it, took two sips, and then looked up at the paintings on the stage.

"You like this painting? I'll take a picture and give it to you." Zhan Qi Pei also noticed her eyes.

Qiao Jing shook her head, "No, I'll buy it myself."

This scene made Su Manhan's teeth itch, "Hmph, you have so much money? And, Qi Pei! Is that how you treat your mother? I'm your mother! She's just an outsider!"

"She's my wife, your daughter-in-law!" Zhan Qi Pei frowned even tighter.

When Qiao Jing saw Zhan Qi Pei speaking for herself, there was a slight ripple in the bottom of her eyes, and a soft spot in her heart seemed to sink into it.

"Three hundred million times!" The host said excitedly.

"[-] million." Wu Xirui was always paying attention to Qiao Jing's movements, his eyes darkened when he saw Zhan Qi Pei handing her water, and he raised the number plate in his hand.

When the price came out, everyone was in an uproar!
"Master Han's paintings this time are [-] million more than last time!"

"This painting probably belongs to Lord Wu."

"It's [-] million, it shouldn't be higher."

As soon as the guest finished speaking, another person in the venue slowly raised a sign!
"Six hundred million."

As soon as the offer came out, everyone in the audience started talking about the bidder like a pot exploded.

They all knew the bidder, it was Qiao Jing!Zhan Qi Pei's temporary wife!

The protagonist who has been talked about by everyone is thinking at the moment that he can just take a picture and give it to Lin Xiuxiang as a gift.

Su Manhan's eyes widened in an instant, and for a moment, she didn't care about the demeanor of a famous family. She quickly walked up to Qiao Jing, pointed at her nose and cursed, "Are you crazy? Why are you such a prodigal? You are not from the Zhan family." How dare a real daughter-in-law spend money from our Zhan family?! Do you really think our money came from a strong wind?!"

[-] million!That's not a small amount!Seeing Qiao Jing's calm and breezy appearance, Su Manhan was very angry, and Zhan Yao frowned in dissatisfaction.

(End of this chapter)

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