Mysterious Commander, High Profile Love

"The last work was not from our Department of Fine Arts, and the content of the painting was not suitable for today's charity sale, but our president really liked this work, so we still sold it for a charity sale with a reserve price of 10,000."

Ye Luo sat in the last row and watched her paintings appear in the middle of the stage. The paintings looked more high-definition on the large screen.

Ten thousand, even the reserve price of ten thousand.

It's already considered a face.

After all, this painting is indeed too bloody.

There was a lot of discussion all around.

"Who, draw this kind of thing, don't scare the kids."

"The baby is scared to death. It is a river of blood and a skull that has fallen on the ground. The baby is going back to take a heart-relief pill.

"You are all scared like this. What does it illustrate? It means that the painting is really real and immersive."

"One hundred thousand." Someone immediately increased the price, and it was one hundred thousand.

Ye Luo opened her mouth slightly, and she couldn't believe that her painting was sold for 100,000.

Her painting is not her strong point. She used to be forced to paint by her master, and she hastily engaged with each other.

Master would be very happy if she knew that her paintings could also be sold for money!

"one million."

Add to one million in one go!

Did she get it wrong.

Just when Ye Luo thought he had misheard, someone raised a placard: "Two million."

"three million."

"four million."

"five million."

"..."

Ye Luo lowered his head and turned on the phone to send a message to Yan Yu: "Husband, I drew a painting and now it is auctioned, and I actually bought five million dollars. If the painting is so valuable, I will worry about the money in the future."

Yan Yu glanced at Ye Luo's message, and immediately told Si Xi: "Don't raise the price of Madam Young's painting."

Sixi: "Shao Yan, his subordinates haven't bid yet."

Yan Yu frowned slightly, Ye Luo's paintings are really so valuable?

Sixi didn't even make a move, who was it?

"Check, who is making the shot."

Si Xi stared at it for two rounds and reported to Yan Yu: "It's two masters, one is contemporary painting Saint Xu Yunfei, the other is calligraphy master Yang Bai."

Yan Yu helped his forehead. What the **** is the two masters robbing Yeluo?

"Buy the painting and don't let them grab it."

"Okay, Shao Yan."

Ye Luo sat there and listened to the numbers stretched up dreamily. It had already reached nine million, which surpassed the painting she had taken.

No, her painting skills are really not good, but the scene of the beheading of King Kang's mansion is too deeply imprinted in her mind, so she painted more realistically.

It shouldn't be so high, at least she feels that she is not as good as the sunset.

"Nine million nine hundred thousand."

But the bidding here did not stop.

"Ten million."

"Fifteen million."

Ye Luo raised his head to look at Sixi beside him, brother, I didn't let you bid, what are you doing.

They can sell for ten million, so why bother to buy it back by yourself.

Also, do you know how hard it is to make money? What the **** it is to raise five million in one go?

Do you think what you are shouting is just numbers? You have to give it to real money.

The scene boiled instantly, who was so proud to paint so generously with a little-known painter.

Look at Sixi, isn't it the one who bought the painting?

Why does he like to buy paintings that are not well-known.

Xu Yunfei stood up over there: "16 million."

"What the hell, isn't Xu Yunfei a painter? He is as famous as Du Kang. He buys other people's paintings as a painter."

"16.5 million."

The price is added again.

This time it is calligraphy master Yang Bai.