"Dear tyrants, do you still lack pendants?"

"Dear brothers and sisters who participated in the charity party, whoever you want a girlfriend?"

The various messages below are growing at a rate of thousands in a minute.

Of course there are other opinions.

"These people are crazy. I think they spend so much money to play charity parties. It's just for the sake of becoming famous."

"That's right, I agree with what's upstairs."

"Who is Fu Jingsi? Who will tell me?"

"I was confused in capital, I had no idea what happened?"

“Weibo has been very lively recently.”

Various messages are too popular.

It had to be directly announced by Langhua Weibo that the server was crowded and maintained.

I stopped on Weibo, but the atmosphere at the scene never stopped at all.

The price of that painting that I had no idea what it looked like was rising all the way, and it was simply the highest point tonight.

"Baby, what is that painting?"

Even Ye Rongyin was curious at this time.

But the man just raised his lips slightly, but he refused to tell her.

After filtering all the valuable things of Fu Zhai next to each other, Ye Rongyin didn't expect what it was?

It was indeed curiosity that killed the cat.

The more she couldn't guess, the more she wanted to know.

Blinking his eyes, Ye Rongyin almost had to hang her body on Fu Jingsi.

"One hundred million!"

At this time, two huge characters appeared again on the screen.

There was another uproar in the auction hall below.

"Sister Mingyue, it has been 100 million..."

The little assistant stammered, looking a little nervous.

One hundred million, so many, so many, so many, so many.

The little assistant felt as if countless money was floating in front of her, and his speech was a little unscrupulous.

"Um."

Tang Mingyue's face was a little unfavorable.

Although 100 million is not cheap, it is still affordable for a top domestic star like her.

She stared at the numbers on the screen ahead, calculating in her mind the maximum working capital she could take out.

"Everyone is so active in charity now!"

Someone whispered in the audience.

Even with such a price, many people continue to raise prices.

Fu Jingsi's things are worth enough with these words alone.

Moreover, many people really want to see what that painting is.

Brother Hua smiled and watched the price keep rising until it stopped moving when it stopped at 131.4 million yuan.

"Why do I think this number..."

At this time someone said below.

"You are stupid. Isn't this the homonym of a lifetime?"

...

At this time, Brother Hua came on stage with a smile.

After three final hammers, the painting took 131.4 million integers.

"Brother Hua, please open the painting and let's see what kind of painting it is?"

The problem below was not good enough, so I was so curious that I was itchy and shouted one by one.

Brother Hua laughed.

Then he signaled the staff to go to the stage, and then two beautiful women wearing cheongsams went to the stage, one of whom was holding the side of the portrait opened.

It was a picture of a portrait, with just a few strokes, but it vividly outlined the back of a man standing in front of the windowsill.

...

The whole audience caused a sensation on the spot.

"Damn, what's this?"

"Is this a painting worth more than 100 million?"

"Who is this man? Are he diamonds?"

"Is this a treasure map and any buttons?"

All kinds of arguments almost opened the roof.

In the vip room, Ye Rongyin's eyes almost glared out.

This painting...

It seemed like a month ago, after she woke up, Fu Jingsi happened to be still sleeping.

She was bored again. Looking at Fu Jingsi's familiar appearance, she simply picked up the paper of Fu Jingsi next to her.

I hooked a few strokes!

And now, she has drawn a few strokes and sold more than 100 million at the auction table below.

The frames that were mounted were worth more than her paintings.

"Baby, I finally know how your money came about?"

The strong winds are not as good as Fu Jingsi's speed of making money.

This kind of packaging and marketing, my god, can be called a wizard.

As for the sucker who took the picture, it was probably Fu Jingsi's brainless fan!

When I got it, I saw that such a painting would probably be so dying of crying at this moment!

Ye Rongyin was praising Fu Jingsi's ability to make money in his heart.

Another staff member pushed the door open and came in.

"Mr. Fu, what you just photographed."

The staff member respectfully handed over the token in his hand.

Ye Rongyin was stunned in the room in an instant.

"Damn it, third brother, you are ill in your brain. You bought the broken painting you donated by another 100 million."

At this time, Qi Yuan also looked at Fu Jingsi with an incredible expression.

It is obvious that I have completely lost my understanding of Fu Jingsi's brain capacity.

"This is done by Rongrong."

Fu Jingsi took the token and gently put it in Ye Rongyin's hand.

so……

That sucker is the man in front of him.

And the venue below was already boiling because of that painting.

"Young Master Hua, I would like to ask who painted this painting. The original work of Picasso? Or the Emperor of Fan?"

Someone couldn't help asking.

"Yes, I want to know too?"

At this time, Weibo has been maintained and returned to normal.

The owner of Weibo also took the picture and posted it directly on Weibo.

"Look at the paintings worth 131.4 million."

At this time, I finally explained.

"Everyone, this painting is not a masterpiece, but a work by Mr. Fu's girlfriend. The person in the portrait is also Mr. Fu himself."
To be continued...