Don't be too sweet

Chapter 1116 Selling Paintings ([-])

Chapter 1116 Selling Paintings ([-])
"If I didn't know that this is a painting, I thought it would be a real person!"

In the studio, people made similar sighs again and again.

As the beautiful man in the painting was so realistic, the news spread to everyone in Fengyun Villa, attracting wave after wave of people to watch.

In a blink of an eye, the portrait of Mr. Jiu has long been forgotten.

This kind of turmoil can only last for a while, and what she has to do next is to let the turmoil continue!

The time for the exhibition is over, and it's time for selling.

"The painting with serial number one has an asking price, and the one with the highest price will get it. Let me talk about the new rules. The one with the highest price today will also get a booklet. I will show you a page here," the person standing on the high platform said loudly.

In the lobby of the tea house, when he saw a small picture in the album, his eyes almost popped out.

"Next page, next page..."

The crowd booed and quarreled, and the scene was extremely lively for a while.

"The next page is the privilege of the one with the highest price tonight," the man who was invited temporarily stood on the high platform and said loudly.

In the lobby, everyone in the audience looked at the high platform with scorching eyes.

"This is the bid, and if you can't afford the money, the No. 2 bidder will get it. If the No. 2 bidder still can't pay, the third person will get it. If the third price still can't pay, The author of this painting collects it himself and no longer asks for a price.”

The crowd was quiet for a moment, and then became lively again.

"May I ask, what does Master Jiu mean by fantasy?"

Finally, someone got to the point!
He Shanshan, who was sitting in the background, had glowing eyes, waiting for the man hosting the event to speak.

The man said loudly: "Isn't there a mobile portrait of Mr. Jiu on the market? Others can guess what Mr. Jiu looks like, why can't our author?"

"So the illusions of these nine paintings all mean this?" someone asked.

"Yes."

"Yes, one of them is the portrait that was popular in Fengyun Villa a few days ago."

"Now let's bid. This is a set of nine pictures, please feel free to bid!"

"One or two."

"Someone asks for a price of one tael, is there anyone else asking for a price?"

When everyone listens, one or two is fine, and now two or two or three or two should follow closely.

The scene was heated up.

In the middle of the crowd were two people He Shanshan knew.

"Eighth Brother, look, Ninth Brother is gone, but he purposely auctioned it off in his image! The portraits that surfaced on the market a few days ago must be caused by her!"

Yang Ba looked at the paintings displayed on the high platform held by people with both hands, and was silent for a while.

"Eighth brother, she's too much! Just like her, she still wants to be the wife of ninth brother!" Du Meier pretended to be uncomfortable, and wiped the corners of her eyes with her hand.

Yang Ba's expression was dull, he had actually imagined that his eldest brother was not dead, but the situation before him broke his fantasy.

"Fantasy...?" Yang Ba muttered the name of the subject, with a mocking smile on his lips.

It can be said that He Shanshan made a lot of money selling paintings this time.

Inside the Temporary Residence of Fengyun Villa——

He Shanshan held a bundle in her mouth, the corners of her mouth almost cracked behind her ears.

Earning so much money was one thing, but what really made her happy was the portrait of Mr. Jiu.

The effect is surprisingly good, everyone has the appearance of the Nine Young Masters in their hearts!

"He Shanshan, don't you have any sense of shame? Brother Ninth is gone, and you are still trading his appearance, isn't it too much?!"

Du Meier rushed out from the corner, gritted her teeth and stopped in front of He Shanshan.

(End of this chapter)