Chapter 213

As for whether the Qin family's four shaos are the men in Yan Shiqi's microblog, the chatters have not come to a conclusion.

But Pei Tang, who had been sitting and listening for a long time, had the dark color in his eyes, which covered his sometimes bright eyes.

He is stubborn that Qin Sishao is the gold master of Yan Shiqi.

Hard core play fool!

……

Auction in full swing, inkstone when seven see focus, each piece can be said to be valuable.

Soon, the fifth piece was the hanging painting she had stopped to watch.

The record on the register is very detailed. Its name is "landscape and pastoral return".

Ink mountain, clear water, hidden pastoral, is the famous Chinese painting master Mr. Wen Chongli's last work.

The artistic conception of this painting is very beautiful. There is a trickle between the heavy mountains and emerald trees, which is like a real silk. She gently rubs the pictures on the list, and an idea comes to her mind.

The man sitting next to her, always paying attention to her every move, saw her caressing the picture, and his side face was a bit confused. He could not help but approach her shoulder and asked, "do you like this painting?"

Inkstone when seven lift eyes to look at him, eyes full of cunning light, "quite like."

The man nodded seriously, his dark eyes were full of connivance, "then take a picture."

At this time, the auctioneer on the stage had already introduced the origin of this painting, knocked on the mallet, and said in a loud voice, "the starting price of this painting is three million."

"I'll do it myself!" Said, inkstone when seven pressed his hand, blinked, with a smile begged: "let me come, OK?"

The man's face is bright when he wears inkstone, full of persistence, and seems to be waiting for his approval.

I can't figure out her intention, but I don't want to brush her wish. The man finally raises his thick eyebrows and nods helplessly.

"Thank you, fourth brother!"

Inkstone when seven please handed him a soft language.

Anyway, she always had a way to break all his rules and seriousness.

Just let her be.

After getting the man's consent, Yan Shiqi's smile gradually deepened. When someone increased the price to five million, she directly raised her hand to eight million.

Huo!

Someone cast a surprised look at her.

Stars are so devoted to charity now?

"Ten million!"

The auctioneer smashed the gavel excitedly: "come on, 10 million. Miss Ling bid 10 million. Is there anyone else who will continue to increase the price?"

Yan Shiqi sits calmly with the number plate. When she hears Ling Mi's bidding, she knows that she did it on purpose.

She and her, along with Qin Baiyu's distance, just because of this, they are divided into two worlds.

Inkstone when the seven Lin Lin smile, eyes streamer brush, once again raised the number plate, bid 15 million.

The auctioneer excitedly smashed the gavel twice, "15 million, the famous model inkstone lady bid 15 million! Fifteen million, once! "

Ling Mi raised his hand: "20 million!"

At this time, the scene of the auction, quiet atmosphere hidden through anxiety.

The price of this painting in the industry is about 20 million.

After Ling Mi's bid, the auctioneer has lost sight of his smile.

"Twenty million, once!"

"Twenty million, twice!"

Every time the auctioneer dropped his hammer, he was excited. During that time, he still looked at Shiqi, looking forward to it.

I wonder if she will continue to bid.

Think about it, maybe not. After all, how can a star compare with the elite Ling family?

At this time, inkstone when the seven body side of the man with light eyes fell on her indifferent smile cheek, he did not speak, just silently watching her.

"20 million..." at this meeting, the auctioneer saw that Yan Shiqi had no action. When he was about to drop the hammer, Yan Shiqi raised a sign, "30 million."

There was an uproar.