Mysterious Commander, High Profile Love

Everyone, look at me and I look at you. Who made the painting? Even two masters are robbing it.

"Twenty million." Si Xi said again.

Ye Luo stared at him: "Don't raise the price indiscriminately!"

She also donated money to poor children for a price of more than 10 million yuan. She didn't have to pay for it herself.

Si Xi's expressionless expression: "Shao Yan has ordered, this painting of the young lady can't fall into the hands of others."

Ye Luo: "..."

Is this to raise her value?

Her paintings are really not worth 20 million. How can people in these years raise their value?

Forget it, 20 million is 20 million. Anyway, donating to children in poverty-stricken areas is a good thing.

Just when Ye Luo thought the painting was sold for 20 million yuan, Xu Yunfei paid the price again: "21 million."

Ye Luo's eyes widened.

Uncle, what do you like about my paintings? Are you a painter so rich? 20 million to buy other people's paintings!

"Twenty-two million!" Yang Bai stroked his white beard and said, "Xu Yunfei, I'm going to make this painting. Don't grab it with me."

Xu Yunfei snorted coldly: "What kind of painting do you want for a calligraphy writer, twenty-three million."

"You are a painter, and you are not afraid to be ashamed of buying other people's paintings, 24 million."

Ye Luo blinked as he watched the two of you bid up the price one by one, feeling excited.

Master, the disciple didn't let you down by forcing me to paint all the time, so I can finally make a living.

The Four Happiness brand in one fell swoop: "30 million."

Ye Luo: "..."

It seems that Shao Yan's husband really has no plans to let others paint.

But...this kind of painting, she can paint a bunch of paintings, isn't it good for others to take it?

Ye Luo hurriedly sent a message to Yan Yu: "Husband, let someone else buy the painting. If we want to help poor children, we can donate more money."

Yan Yu replied to her: "My wife does not sell paintings."

Originally, Yan Yu thought, she just casually drew and participated in school activities, and spent a few money to buy it to help her support the field.

Who knows that this girl's painting is so valuable, Xu Yunfei and Yang Bai are both master-level figures, if they rush to get it, it means that this girl's painting is really good.

If this is the case, you can't let people buy it. The more worthy of collection, the more you can only keep in your own hands.

Stupid women don't understand this truth.

Anyway, their family is not short of money, so why do they want to sell valuable things worth collecting?

It is to make these people unavailable to be more valuable.

Ye Luo knew that he couldn't persuade this great god, so he could only watch the price of the painting keep rising.

Ye Wei's expression was already unsustainable, she asked Du Lijuan with a pale face: "Mom, who painted this painting? I can't see what's special, why they all grabbed it.

Du Lijuan thought for a while and said, "I only saw that it was very lifelike, but the words mentioned above were well written."

"That's not worth the two masters." Ye Wei said unwillingly.

Her painting is no worse than this one, this painting is still so bloody.

Are the brains of those two masters caught by the door?

"Who knows, the more the master, the more neurotic."

It's useless if Ye Wei is not reconciled. The two masters are sure to win. What's wrong with 30 million?

"Thirty-five million, Xu Yunfei, if you buy it back, you won't be able to draw something like someone else's. It's better to let me." Yang Bai stroked his white beard mockingly.

"Thirty-six million, Yang Bai, if you buy it back, you won't be able to write that kind of magical pen, it's better to just forget it."

"Fifty million." The Sixi sign interrupted their quarrel.