"Xue Ling, you've surprised me so much! I never imagined you were Master Shi's prized student! Silly girl... To me, your paintings are priceless, invaluable treasures!"
Xiao Qi makes a heartfelt confession.
"Young Master Xiao must have never seen much of the world; he can call any mundane thing priceless."
With a snicker, Jing Li's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for everyone at the round table to hear.
"You talk as if you've seen it yourself. Xue Ling is Master Shi's disciple. Whether her paintings are good or bad is not for you, an outsider, to judge. Anyone who doesn't know better would think you have some kind of superb painting skills."
Or, how about you show off your drawing skills right now? Let everyone see just how awesome you are.
Xiao Qi sneered and retorted sarcastically.
"OK."
Who would have thought that Jing Li would actually agree?
Everyone looked at her with a scrutinizing gaze.
"Is there a problem?"
She blinked innocently, feigning naivety.
"Jing Li, can you be any more shameless? What are you planning to draw? A picture of chicks pecking at rice?! Don't be ridiculous. Do you know what kind of occasion this is? You are Mr. Luo's date tonight. Your words and actions represent Mr. Luo. If you lose face, it will be Mr. Luo who loses face."
With a disdainful expression, Xiao Qi scoffed.
"You said it yourself, I embarrassed President Luo. President Luo didn't say anything, so why are you interrupting? It's none of your business. You're meddling in other people's business, right, President Luo?"
With a sneer, Jing Li looked at Luo Yichen and gave him a flirtatious wink.
Just as Luo Yichen was about to say something, he saw staff carrying tables and chairs for painting onto the auction stage, along with fine Xuan paper, ink, brushes, and inkstones.
Then the auctioneer's clear voice rang out, "The next item to be auctioned is rather special. It will be donated by Ms. Jing Li, the companion of Mr. Luo, the CEO of Xingheng Media. Let's welcome Ms. Jing to the stage with applause."
Jing Liluo stood up gracefully and walked towards the stage amidst the surprised gazes of the group.
As she passed Fei Mo, she deliberately paused and whispered in his ear, "If you want me to reuse this trash and become Grandpa Xiao Qi, you'd better put in some extra effort later, Young Master Fei."
After saying this, she deliberately breathed a suggestive breath into his ear. Sensing his stiffness, her smile became even more wicked as she gracefully walked onto the stage.
With his eyes narrowed dangerously, Fei Mo looked at the woman on the stage, a captivating smile playing on his lips.
"Good evening, everyone. I am Jing Li. I am very happy to be here with you all to do our part for families in need. I am a little different from you all. You all prepared your collections in advance, but due to time constraints, I can only make them on the spot."
Okay... to be honest, the reason I didn't prepare beforehand is because I'm poor.
A harmless joke elicited laughter and enthusiastic applause, making the already relaxed atmosphere even more harmonious.
"I don't know much, and giving a kiss is a bit tacky, so I decided to make a painting for everyone on the spot."
It might take a long time, and I can't guarantee what level of quality I'll be able to achieve. It's like selling cats in a pocket; you might order a white one, only to find out it's black when you receive it.
I cannot guarantee the quality, and once sold, there are no returns or exchanges. Therefore, please be very careful when participating in the auction.
Jing Li was good at lightening the mood; as everyone laughed, they started cheering, "Give her a kiss! Give her a kiss!"
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