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Chapter 179 It's Your Time

"3000 million, three times, deal!"

The auctioneer slammed down the hammer heavily, and fixed the last auction item with joy.

Wei Yuqing, who was waiting at the side, walked onto the stage with a smile, wearing a dignified and elegant gilt long dress, and holding a microphone gracefully.

"Thank you very much for your original intentions for charity. All proceeds from today's auction will be remitted to the Celadon Foundation to contribute to charity. Thank you!"

She bowed slightly, waiting for the applause to subside.

"Today, there was a small episode. At the request of the person involved, I hope everyone can bear witness...these are the two paintings behind me. One is the work of Master Zhao Zizhao, and the other is the work of Master Zhao's student Mo Du. Works, everyone must have chosen the one they like just now, and now the voting results are here with me!"

Wei Yuqing beckoned, and the waiter walked up to the front desk holding a transparent square box.

"Now let's announce the voting results!"

Of course, as Song's parents-in-law, she would not count the votes herself.

After the waiter had collected all the data under the witness of everyone, Modu and Zhao Ziquan were brought to the stage.

Wei Yuqing smiled and said: "The result is in my hands now, everyone, Mo Du got 17 votes, and Master Zhao..."

She deliberately paused for a moment before saying, "Master Zhao has 21 votes!"

After saying that, Zhao Ziquan, who was standing beside Wei Yuqing, couldn't help showing a smug expression, and then restrained himself very quickly, showing a humble look, which made Jiang Mianmian frown.

"It seems that Master Zhao won this time!" Wei Yuqing looked sideways.

With a refined expression on his face, Zhao Ziquan said affectionately, "It's just that everyone loves you, and the time is short. My work this time is not satisfactory, and I need to work harder in the future."

The implication is that the works he is not satisfied with have already overwhelmed Mo Du.

What a hypocrisy.

Modu gritted his teeth fiercely, his face was ugly.

"Zhao Ziquan, you..."

"Mo Du, you used to be my favorite student, how did you become like this now? You are full of lies, and you want to take away the teacher's work. In the past, because of your difficult life, the teacher never blamed you. With you, but today you are too much!"

Zhao Ziquan interrupted Mo Du's anger, and reprimanded him with righteous words. The more he looked at Mo Du angry, the more excited he was!

"So, I have to accept the suggestion of my peers and expel you from the association. From now on..."

Under the stage, Jiang Chengxi rubbed Jiang Mianmian's little balls, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Jiang Xiaoliu, your new master is not the doormat on stage, right?"

Jiang Mianmian puffed his mouth, but did not refute.

"Your vision is really bad! Tsk tsk, how are you going to help him? God... is he going to cry?" Jiang Chengxi looked at the black-faced Mo Du in surprise, and there was no malice in his tone, but Not forgiving.

Hearing this, Jiang Mianmian glared at him.

"Third brother, it's time for you to go out. Here, the work in this box belongs to Mr. Mo, but Zhao Ziquan snatched it away. You can ask it, is it the night or the morning?"

Jiang Mianmian kicked Jiang Chengxi's calf, instructing him to work unceremoniously.

"I'm going?" Jiang Chengxi pointed to his face in surprise.

Jiang Mianmian said: "Third Brother, don't you want to go?"

Jiang Chengxi: "..."

Well, he wants to go!

Since their little princess asked for it, wouldn't it be a shame to the little princess not to go!
As an older brother, you must tolerate your younger sister!

He squeezed Jiang Mianmian's face, stuffed him into Jiang Suihan's arms, and said indulgently, "Okay, my little ancestor!"

Jiang Mianmian grabbed her hand, raised her head and waved at Jiang Chengxi: "I still have something to say, third brother, come here with your ears!"

Jiang Chengxi tilted his head, listened to the little ancestor Jing Mimi's instructions, and after a long while, he straightened up slowly, crossed the crowd, and stood directly beside Zhao Ziquan.

"Master Zhao!"

Zhao Ziquan looked confused, who is this?

"I like Master Zhao's works very much, so I want to ask Master Zhao a question!" Jiang Chengxi said politely.

"...Okay!" Zhao Ziquan was stunned for a moment, really unable to guess Jiang Chengxi's purpose, with a stiff face, he didn't dare to drive him away.

After all, Jiang Chengxi was wearing a famous brand, and the upbringing and nobility exuded from his bones made it impossible to argue.

Hearing this, Jiang Chengxi happily opened the wooden box, and motioned the waiters around to unfold the paintings in the box, revealing two very familiar and almost identical paintings.

Zhao Ziquan frowned and took a look, and suddenly "thumped" in his heart, dark?

He subconsciously looked at Jiang Chengxi, his heart was full of panic, why did the dark color appear here?What is the person in front of me trying to do?
"Master Zhao, may I ask, is this painting your work?" Jiang Chengxi asked suspiciously.

"What do you mean?" Zhao Ziquan stared angrily.

As if Jiang Chengxi would be thrown out the next moment!

Jiang Chengxi didn't take it seriously, smiled a little embarrassedly, and said: "Master Zhao, don't get me wrong, I got two paintings from others a few days ago, and I really can't tell the real from the fake, so I want you to tell the difference. It is your work, you should be most familiar with it, right?"

"Yes!" Zhao Ziquan breathed a sigh of relief, and his brows were slightly relaxed, "The dark color is indeed my work!"

Jiang Chengxi immediately showed a reassuring look: "It is said that the dark color is the night scene depicted by Master Zhao, right?"

"Yes, it's the seaside night view of Xiaoya Mountain!"

"Then please help me take a look, which one is real and which one is fake? Master Zhao, can you help me?"

"of course can!"

Zhao Ziquan nodded. This is not a difficult task for him. Although his painting skills are not very good, he is very good at identifying Mo Du's paintings. After all, he must never let himself be exposed.

Jiang Chengxi signaled the waiter to move forward so that Zhao Ziquan could study.

Under the stage, Jiang Mianmian was holding Jiang Suihan's arms, watching Zhao Ziquan's movements, with curved crescent eyes, smiling like a little fox.

Jiang Suihan lowered his head and whispered, "Is Mianmian digging a trap for him?"

"Hmm!" Jiang Mianmian didn't deny it.

Normally, Zhao Ziquan would not pay attention to Jiang Chengxi, but at this moment, he is eager to prove that he is the master of all works, so he will definitely not refuse.

And once Zhao Ziquan can identify the authenticity of the painting, then... hum!
"What did you do?" Jiang Suihan asked her with a smile.

Jiang Mianmian pouted, and Xiaomi's teeth were extremely sharp: "Big brother is serious about watching the show, so I won't tell you!"

"...Okay, brother is watching a show!" Jiang Suihan blinked and didn't ask any more.

Let him see how their little princess handles this matter, although, he has already guessed pretty well.

On the stage, Zhao Ziquan lowered his head and sniffed the canvas, and slid his fingertips across the scenery in the painting. After a while, he said with a determined face: "This little gentleman, I have already identified it!"

Jiang Chengxi said: "What is your answer?"

I saw Zhao Ziquan standing confidently in front of one of the waiters, pointing his fat finger at one of the paintings, and said firmly, "It's the one on the left!"

Jiang Chengxi raised his eyebrows, a sarcastic smile flashed across his eyes, and asked, "Are you sure?".

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