"Ten million! Wen Lao\'s favorite and most precious work in his life and praised by all the masters in the field of calligraphy and painting. The VIP seat No. 8 bid ten million! Ten million! Ten million for the first time..."

The host is crazy. He can hardly hold the excited microphone. A painting with a reserve price of $5 million soared to $10 million in the blink of an eye. Experience tells him, don\'t worry, the good play is still behind.

At this time, the VIP seat No. 9 lights up and goes straight to $12 million.

"Two million and nine million guests!" The host\'s heart trembled and said 500000 plus?

We found that today\'s auction seems to have been contracted by the tycoon of VIP seats 8 and 9. Let\'s see the excitement and don\'t get involved.

The north also clattered in his heart. What exactly does the bastard next door want to do?

Although grandpa\'s painting is priceless in her heart, especially this one, she has only heard of it and never seen it.

But

When my mother gave birth to her, she bled heavily and died within two days.

This painting is my mother\'s dowry. Strangely, with my mother\'s departure, this painting disappeared. I didn\'t expect it to be auctioned now.

The banquet boat came back specially because it found out that the painting was auctioned in Fengshi.

Seeing the man breathing northward, he took the sign and lifted it calmly.

The host was excited again, "13 million, 13 million at VIP seat 8..."

"I\'ll see who\'s so annoying."

The banquet boat shook his head: "Beibei, we can\'t break the rules."

"But, but..."

The banquet boat knew what she was thinking and said with a smile, "I like old Wen\'s painting very much, too. Don\'t worry, I\'ll take it for you."

At this time, song Miao came back, exchanged a look with the banquet boat, took the sign and stood behind the boss.

Then, another sign was raised next door, directly 15 million.

This is two million two million plus ah, all in an uproar!

Not to mention the host, even northward can\'t help but doubt life. Grandpa\'s painting has special significance to her, so she wants to buy it back, but what\'s the guy next door?

If it\'s pure collection, the price has gone against the sky, okay?

Is it true that people next door are stupid and have a lot of money?

Song Miao then raised the banquet boat. The banquet boat was low-key, just one million plus, so the painting quickly soared to 21 million.

The host was already excited and incoherent. The following reporters aimed their long guns and short guns at the upstairs, but they couldn\'t shoot anything.

Seeing that song Miao had to raise his cards, he suddenly rushed north and robbed him.

"Forget it, canoe, I don\'t want it."

The banquet boat still had a good temper: "it doesn\'t matter. We came for it."

He shook his head to the North: "no, it\'s not good. Grandpa loves my mother so much. He certainly doesn\'t want to see us like this. Since the people next door also like the picture, we\'ll give it to him."

The banquet boat stretched out his hand: "don\'t worry, Beibei, give me the sign."

"No, I don\'t want it. I really don\'t want it. Maybe I have no chance with it."

Like losing her mother at birth, she told uncle Jikun of the sea that she had a shallow relationship with her mother and daughter, but Liu Qianru always reminded her mother from time to time that she died because she gave birth to her. It is said that Grandpa, who was seriously ill at that time, got worse after hearing the news and went there soon.

The host made a final decision, and Wen\'s painting was finally sold for 21 million, which frightened a large number of people in the industry and many Tibetan friends.