My Past Life Exposure Shocked the Whole Internet

Chapter 61: 300 million bought a fake painting, face base [1 update]

“Guest No. 7 bids 90 million!” At this moment, the auctioneer shouted excitedly, “90 million once!”

Number 7?

Zhou Hechen's expression paused and his eyes changed.

 If he remembers correctly, No. 7 is the VIP box.

On a normal day, Zhou Hechen would have chosen to give in, but before he saw Ye Banglan being called into this box.

Although no sound can be heard, what else can happen if a man and a woman are alone in the same room?

Just because he doesn't want to turn the tide at night, it doesn't mean that others can pick up what he doesn't want.

Zhou Hechen endured his anger and continued to increase the price: "One hundred million."

The auctioneer immediately shouted: "Guest No. 3 offers 100 million! It seems that our guest No. 3 also likes Princess Yongning's paintings very much!"

 In less than a minute, the atmosphere instantly became high!

The price of this painting changed so quickly that other interested guests hesitated.

　　　…”

 But whether Zhou Hechen will fall into this trap is still unknown.

"I'm really sorry. I didn't prepare extra funds this time, so I increased the price a few times casually." Yan Tingfeng smiled warmly, "Not to mention 300 million, I can't even come up with 30 million, and you still have strong financial resources. ”

 What about the VIP box?

 Isn’t it incomparable to him?

"Your Excellency is so generous, so I will reluctantly give it up to you." Yan Tingfeng's eyes were meaningful, "Three hundred million dollars to buy a painting of Princess Yongning, it's well worth it."

Yan Tingfeng closed his eyes and rested his mind, but did not respond. He only tapped his fingers lightly on his palm.

 Everyone held their breath, waiting for the price increase for box No. 7.

 Many people think Zhou Hechen is simply crazy.

However, this time it was silent.

“It’s too fast, especially the one on No. 7, who increases the price a lot every time.”

 But the mouth is too small, Zhou Hechen still can't see his appearance.

He is a tall and straight young man. It is a hot June day, and the air conditioner is turned on in the museum to cool down, but he is still wearing a coat and scarf.

 But the argument between Turning the Waves and Sheng Yunyi the night before was actually heard by many people.

This time, Zhou Hechen rarely listened to Sheng Yunyi's advice. He was as cold as ice and squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "Twenty million."

"He Chen, the price is too high, don't pay more." At the same time, Sheng Yunyi was also advising Zhou Hechen, "After all, this painting was painted by Princess Yongning when she was twelve years old. It is not yet mature and cannot compare to her other works. No It’s worth the price, the other party has strong financial resources, we..."

At this point, how could Zhou Hechen not know that he was being tricked and that the other party was deliberately raising the price!

"Brother, calm down, calm down." Rong Yu was shocked, "This is fake. If it really hits your hands, the gain will outweigh the loss."

"3...Guest No. 3 offered 200 million!" The auctioneer was also shocked, "Is there anything higher than 200 million? Two hundred million once, two hundred million twice, two hundred million three -"

Yan Tingfeng stood up, raised his hand, and opened the curtain slightly.

"you-!"

 It’s a pity that this painting is fake.

The Zhou family is not as obsessed with calligraphy and painting as the Fang family. If hundreds of millions are spent to buy a painting, the Zhou family will never agree.

 At this moment, all the frustration in Zhou Hechen's heart dissipated.

 The whole place was silent.

“Two hundred and fifty million.” Yan Tingfeng finally raised the price again.

just in case…

Zhou Hechen frowned.

 It was over. He had lost count of how many small goals Yan Tingfeng had spent during this period.

The light shone in, and Zhou Hechen was finally able to catch a glimpse of the other party's figure.

He finally figured out that because of the previous incident, Yan Tingfeng was trying to vent his anger on Ye Tingfeng.

 “Three times!” the auctioneer shouted, “Congratulations to Guest No. 3 for successfully photographing this authentic work of Princess Yongning!”

“Guest No. 3 offered 300 million!” The auctioneer dropped the hammer excitedly, “300 million once, 300 million twice… 300 million—”

 Who is in the VIP box on No. 7?

 This time it was directly increased by 50 million.

"Twenty million!" Rong Yu became nervous: "Brother, don't go out. He definitely doesn't have as much money as you, so I'm afraid he won't follow."

 Up to now, no one knows who is sitting in box No. 7, including the auctioneer.

Yan Tingfeng took a sip of tea and called out the price again: "One hundred and fifty million."

Anger surged up in Zhou Hechen's chest. He could no longer restrain his myriad emotions and laughed in anger: "I'll pay 300 million!"

“I do know the guest on No. 3. He is the second son of the Zhou family in Jiangcheng, but No. 7…”

Snapped!

Rong Yu’s heart died.

 “I will pay 300 million.” Zhou Hechen spoke again, his eyes cold.

“He Chen, give it to them.” Sheng Yunyi was shocked by the terrifying price increase of box No. 7. “Maybe it’s not him who wants it, but Miss Ye... We are all acquaintances, so we won’t argue.”

Zhou Hechen's fists were clenched, and his fingertips turned white from exertion. His anger surged up again, but he could not vent it.

If the other party raises the price, he will give in and cause the other party to bleed a lot.

 But in the end, it fell into his own hands!

Yan Tingfeng ignored Zhou Hechen and returned to the box: "Three hundred million, a gift for Miss Ye."

Ye Banglan looked at him deeply.

 Yan Tingfeng’s ability to control people’s hearts is several degrees higher than that of Tolerance.

 On the contrary, this finally gave her heart a slight shock. It was a feeling of meeting an opponent for a long time. I really want to have a fight.

 “Sir.” At this time, Glacier went away and returned, quietly appearing with a box in his hands.

“This is a return gift.” Yan Tingfeng signaled Binghe to hand the box to Ye Banlan.

Ye Banglan picked up the fragments in the box and stroked them gently.

In her previous life, she was born during a war, and her mother was brutally killed by enemy soldiers. King Yan was five years older than her and took her out of the palace.

 The brother and sister lived outside the palace together and depended on each other for their lives.

 King Yan is not good at words, but he has done more than anyone else.

When she was five years old, the war in China was completely quelled, and Ning Zhaozong spent a lot of effort to bring them back from the exile.

Later, she moved into the East Palace, was crowned, and became the Crown Prince of Daning. The King of Yan also frightened other opposition forces.

 After that, he chose to go to the northwest to guard the border of barren mountains and protect the territory of Shenzhou.

There are mottled marks on the armor fragments, left by sharp blades.

She could not imagine the cruelty of the war three hundred years ago, let alone the pain King Yan suffered when he died.

Ye Banlan's heart trembled, as if there was a hole in his heart, the cold wind howled in, and even his slight breathing caused dense pain.

 This is her blood relative.

 He was brutally killed by the enemy.

 And when she came to China three hundred years later, she couldn't even avenge them.

Ye Banlan carefully put the fragments of the black iron and gold wire armor into the bag and put them away, and slowly exhaled: "It's a very good gift, thank you very much."

Yan Tingfeng's eyes were clear and he spoke very casually: "Miss Ye also likes Prince Yan very much?"

Ye Banlan looked indifferent: "I like many people, not just King Yan, but also Princess Jing'an, King Qin, and the heads of the six major sects... I like all the heroes and heroes in the world, regardless of gender."

"As expected of a student of history." Rong Yu sighed, "There are many people who know about it. If you ask me who the leaders of the six sects are, I might not even be able to tell you."

 “Where’s your favorite?” Yan Tingfeng asked again.

Ye turned the tide and said unhurriedly: "Princess Yongning."

Hearing this, Yan Tingfeng blinked lightly, with a smile in his eyes like a spring water: "It seems that Miss Ye and I have the same preferences."

 Content area: “…”

　Come on, there are so many people who like Princess Yongning. Hundreds of millions of people across the country share the same preferences as you, and you haven’t said a word about her.

Rong Yu stuffed some snacks into his mouth, fearing that he would be beaten violently if he couldn't help but say what was in his heart.

   **

 In box No. 3.

Zhou Hechen closed his eyes forcefully, but he still couldn't dispel his anger, and instead became more and more aggrieved.

"He Chen..." Sheng Yunyi gently held his hand and said cautiously, "He Chen, it was all intentional. It's not your fault. It's their sinister intentions."

“No—” The angrier Zhou Hechen became, the clearer his mind became. He took a deep breath, “I was careless and got fooled.”

"He Chen, the other party is quite scheming. I really can't blame you." Sheng Yunyi sighed, "I just asked, you can pay to buy seats in the VIP box. I guess the other party is just a scumbag."

 Zhou Hechen pinched his brows.

 He was just thinking about how to talk to Father Zhou and Mrs. Zhou.

Mrs. Zhou was already dissatisfied with Quan Zhaoning because she failed to cooperate with him. If she knew that he spent 300 million yuan to buy a painting to make Sheng Yunyi happy, she would have to compare him with his elder brother.

"Fortunately, what we bought is the authentic painting of Princess Yongning." Sheng Yunyi thought for a moment, "After I finish studying this painting when I go back, I can sell it to the Fang family. What do you think?"

Zhou Hechen nodded, looking tired: "Okay, I'll do as you say."

 There is no better way than this.

The authentic work of Princess Yongning sold for a high price of 300 million, and subsequent auctions made people lose interest.

 An hour later, the auction ended, and Zhou Hechen quickly walked out and came to the entrance of box No. 7.

 The Zhou family had not trained him as their heir before. He had not learned much etiquette, so he directly raised his hand to open the curtain.

There was no one in the private room, only the tea cup was still warm.

gone?

Zhou Hechen clenched his hands into fists and smashed them against the wall.

He took note of this account.

“Let’s check who is participating in the auction at Nancheng Art Center today.” Zhou Hechen’s eyebrows were cold and he contacted his subordinates.

 “Yes, Mr. Zhou.”

Zhou Hechen took a few breaths before leaving with Sheng Yunyi.

 As early as ten minutes ago, Ye Banglan, Yan Tingfeng and Rong Yu had left the scene.

 “Classmate Ye, do you want to have lunch together?” Rong Yu’s eyebrows were flying, “I’m so angry that I have to have a good meal to celebrate.”

“That’s what I meant.” Ye Banlan held her cell phone, “Thank you both for helping me. My teacher wants to treat you to dinner.”

 “Your teacher?” Rong Yu was surprised, “Is he from No. 7 Middle School?”

Ye Banlan shook her head slightly and led them to a restaurant she had booked in advance. She handed them the menu and said, "Let's order first. The teacher will be here soon."

 Five minutes later, the door opened and Yan Tingyue walked in.

Good morning~~

Sister Lan: Are you surprised or surprised?

 (End of this chapter)