Little Divine Doctor Landlord

It's half past eight. At this time, a security guard called in and said that a man named Liu Yuan wanted to see him.

"Let him come up." Zhao Minghao said. After putting down the phone, walk to a door on the side. That's his office over there. It's more than fifty square meters. There is also a rest room which is more than 20 square meters.

Zhao Minghao sat down behind the boss's desk. Here, take out three paintings from the storage ring and put them on the table. The three paintings are all in a barrel.

Liu Yuan came in with a smile: "Ming Hao, now you have more high-end products here. What can I do for you today? "

"Here are three paintings. It's been some years since they were born. Take it and see how much money you can get. " Zhao Minghao said.

"That's good. What is the reserve price? " Liu Yuan asked.

"There is no reserve price. You can show it for a while and auction it." Zhao Minghao said, "I'll give you 20% of the sales."

"All right, all right. Then I won't be polite to you. " Liu Yuan said, "by the way, there is one more thing. I met my aunt just now

"He asked you to say good things, didn't he?" Zhao Minghao raised his eyebrows and said, "she can also find you."

"Yes, yes. I don't want that kind of beef and spices Liu Yuan said with a smile, "I said it's impossible."

"Well, tell her that. Let her die. " Zhao Minghao said: "seeing those two white skins makes me angry."

Liu Yuan left with three picture tubes. Out of the five elements building, I saw Liu Huizhen waiting at the gate.

"How's it going?" Liu Huizhen asked eagerly.

"What else. Ming Hao, let me say a word to you. That's what I told you just now. That's the impossibility Liu Yuan didn't have a good way: "OK, don't bother me in the future."

"Well, you didn't help me beg him at all!" Liu Huizhen said angrily.

"How can I beg him? Let Ming Hao annoy me for your business? What do you think, as if I owe you something. " Liu Yuanyi said, "don't look for me in the future."

Liu Yuan left in a hurry. He's going to set up exhibitions, send messages or something. But it is estimated that it is unlikely that an auction will be held before 2000.

Liu Yuan returns to his own Wu Xing Tang antique shop. I came in and met two sticks. These two people come to Liu Yuan when they have nothing to do. They also bought a lot of things.

"Mr. Liu, what are you holding?" A stick curiously looks at the three picture tubes held by Liu Yuan.

"Three oil paintings are also antiques. It's six or seven hundred years old. " Liu Yuan said triumphantly: "I just got it. It's all the best of the best. You follow me to the office to have a look. "

"Well, there's no problem with that." Bangzi followed Liu Yuan to the office on the second floor. These two sticks come here a lot.

Liu Yuangen was not prepared to buy these two sticks. Both sticks are cheap but cost-effective. These two sticks give people the impression that they are very stingy.

"Give them two glasses of mineral water." Liu Yuan said to an employee.

This is a guy in his twenties. Hearing this, he said with a smile, "OK, I'll go now."

The young man put down the duster. He went out with two glasses. When I came to the bathroom outside, I took two cups of tap water under the tap. Very careful on the tea table in front of two sticks.

This is what Liu yuanfen ordered. It was when these two sticks came. He ordered the supply of mineral water, so he would wait for two glasses of tap water. These two sticks are really stingy. They don't have to spend too much on them.

Liu Yuan was also surprised. In such weather, the two sticks drank cold tap water, but they didn't have diarrhea.

They drink water from their necks like two sticks. To Liu Yuan urgent way: "is what kind of painting take out to see."

Liu Yuan put on his gloves. Then open a painting carefully and put it on the shelf. He was immediately shocked by the tragic atmosphere in the picture.

The gods and demons are fighting. But God is the God of light. There are many kinds of demons. The tragic atmosphere of the battlefield was fully expressed by the painter.

"My God of light. This painting... "A stick is about to reach out. But Liu Yuan slapped it open.

"Go, do you know the rules?" Liu Yuanli said.

"Well, by the way, put on gloves. Please forgive our recklessness. We were shocked by this painting just now. " This is more than 30 years old.

More than 30 Bangzi are called Jin Yingxiong. Now they are wearing gloves with more than 20 Bangzi Jin Yingjun.

As soon as Liu Yuan saw it, he knew that the gloves were actually from him. These two sticks took so long to wash several times. I don't know how to buy a new one. He's not worth it.

The white gloves were washed yellow. Liu Yuan is also speechless.

All the three paintings have been opened. It is obvious that the three paintings were not painted by one person, but the level is at the master level.

"It's strange that this painter is not familiar with his signature. This level must be at the master level. Why don't we know? Why don't we see their other works? " Jin Yingjun murmured.

"Don't worry about it. This is a praise to the God of light. " Gold hero murmured: "we must buy hands for you."

"Yes, we must buy it for you. How much are these three paintings Jin Yingjun said.

"Well, there is no price now. I'm going to auction for a while Liu Yuan said: "you can also participate in that time."

"What are you going to auction these three paintings praising the God of light?" Gold hero a face of inconceivable way: "no, you this is blasphemy!"

"If I go, I will be blasphemous. What can I do? Aren't you fit to burn me on the rack? " Liu Yuan's sarcastic way.

"Er, this..." the two sticks just remembered. People don't believe in the God of light. Blasphemy is no threat to him.

In Liu Yuan's office. As soon as I entered the entrance, there was a statue of Zhao Gongming more than a foot high on a shelf. There is incense in front of the statue.

Liu Yuan's desk is a big belly Maitreya Buddha. The statue is not big, but it can also be seen at a glance. There is a museum shelf behind boss Liu Yuan, on which there is a suffering statue of God of light.

These things are put together to make Jin Yingxiong and Jin Yingjun understand. Liu Yuan didn't believe in anything. The statue of the God of wealth at the door was a wish to be rich at that time.

The Maitreya Buddha on his desk is his wish for peace. The statue of the God of light nailed to the cross, it must be this bastard who is being vulgar. After all, it's fashionable to believe in God of light. It's like if you believe it, you'll be tall.

Of course, on the surface, people who believe. There are too many people who turn to worship the God of wealth. After being frightened, I blurted out that it was not my God of light in the West. It's Oriental, my God. God is bigger than anything here!