Shan Shuluo and Ling Feng walked to the picture together.
Rong Qian took a deep breath and felt that she was definitely going to lose.
Ling Feng's face was very gloomy, because he had to admit that the skill of this painting was very superb, which he could not compare with at all. Even if his hand recovered, he could not paint such a work.
Everyone in the audience held their breath and watched intently. Suddenly, someone walked in. It was Yan Qingqiu. He said, "I'll pay 50 million for this painting."
Shan Shuluo looked over to Yan Qingqiu and heard him say, "I heard there's a story behind this painting. Can I meet the person in the painting?"
"If you can buy a painting, of course you can see it." An Yan said on behalf of Rong Qian.
Rong Qian didn't understand what An Yan meant, but she didn't dare to ask her why at this moment.
An Yan looked towards Shan Shuluo and found that she had become silent, and had put down the hand that was originally around Ling Feng. She looked like she was thinking about something.
Someone else shouted, "I'll pay 100 million to buy this painting."
Everyone looked towards the door. It was Sheng Mingjie who walked in. He said, "I also want to see the person in the painting. This has been my wish for many years. I heard that he is very low-key and never meets strangers."
"What do you mean? Are you going to snatch it from me?" Yan Qingqiu asked him with a playful smile.
"It all depends on your own ability. If you have the ability, you can bid higher than me." Sheng Mingjie looked like he was unwilling to give in.
Li Rongsen thought that these two people were quite good at acting against each other, and it really looked like the real thing.
Yan Qingqiu said: "One hundred and twenty million."
"One hundred and fifty million." Sheng Mingjie added.
At this time, Ling Feng sneered, "You are just fooling around. Are you trying to snatch the painting just to see the person in the painting, or do you think the painting is good?"
"The painting is well done. The person in the painting also wants to meet it." Yan Qingqiu said to him indifferently.
Ling Feng added: "We are now discussing who draws better."
"Of course it's the painter who painted this picture." Sheng Mingjie said as a matter of course.
"Maybe not. I haven't seen any of the paintings upstairs."
"We know that you are the president of the painting world, Ling Feng. I have seen your paintings a long time ago. There is no need to see them today. I am here for the new painters." Sheng Mingjie acted as if he didn't care at all.
This attitude deeply pierced Ling Feng's heart. He said, "She is a novice."
"So what if you're a newbie? The new generation will always push the old generation forward, and the disciple will surpass the master. Why are you jealous here? You should have a bigger picture." Yan Qingqiu also said.
Ling Feng was really angry. He had not forgotten the bet he made with An Yan. He looked at Shan Shuluo beside him and asked her, "Tell me who draws better. This is what the new painter wants to hear."
Shan Shuluo didn't speak immediately. She frowned, feeling a little uneasy.
This made Ling Feng a little irritated and uneasy. He pushed Shan Shuluo and even his tone became unfriendly, saying, "What are you daydreaming about? Speak quickly."
Rong Qian had no idea what was happening at this moment.
An Yan was staring at Shan Shuluo, waiting for her to express her opinion.
Finally, Shan Shuluo asked, "Whose image was this painting based on?"
"Whoever you are thinking of is the one you paint." An Yan answered Rong Qian before she could.
Rong Qian frowned and instinctively looked towards Li Rongsen, but Li Rongsen signaled her not to worry and just watch the show.
At this time, Yan Qingqiu was heard to say: "I'm in a hurry, two hundred million, take the bid and leave."
"You are just deliberately going against me." Sheng Mingjie snorted at Yan Qingqiu.
"It's worth it no matter how much money I spend. Maybe I can even become his daughter-in-law." Yan Qingqiu said with a wicked smile.
These words immediately made Shan Shuluo excited, and even her lips trembled a little. She said, "I spent 220 million to buy this painting."
"Are you crazy?" Ling Feng was completely shattered, and reminded her, "Do you know what you are talking about? Are you crazy?"
"I'm not crazy." Shan Shuluo was sure that she was not crazy. She looked at Rong Qian and asked her, "Where is the person in the painting?"
Ling Feng grabbed Shan Shuluo's arm and said to her in a low voice, "Your family doesn't have any money either, what are you going to buy it with?"
"You don't understand at all." Shan Shuluo broke free from his restraints.
An Yan raised her voice and asked Shan Shuluo, "Mrs. Ling, only people who can appreciate this painting and think it is well painted can buy it."
"This painting is indeed well done and very vivid. I bought it, but I also want to see the person in the painting." Shan Shuluo said word by word.
When Ling Feng heard this, he slapped Shan Shuluo on the face, knocking her to the ground. He then pulled her up and walked towards the door, saying, "You bitch, I think you've gone crazy."
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Everyone present was stunned. They didn't expect that the gentle and polite President Ling Feng would beat his wife. Someone had secretly filmed this behavior and thought it was really big news.
"Let me go, you are the cheap man." Shan Shuluo broke free from Ling Feng's hand and said to Rong Qian and Anyan, "I can pay right away."
Sheng Mingjie and Yan Qingqiu had no objections and neither of them added to the bet.
An Yan said: "Okay, once the money is deposited into the account, the painting will be yours."
Shan Shuluo then asked Sheng Mingjie and Yan Qingqiu, "Are you sure you don't want to snatch it from me?"
"I won't steal it." Sheng Mingjie replied indifferently.
"I'll give it to you." Yan Qingqiu also shrugged, thinking that it would be great to have another free meal later.
Ling Feng came over and grabbed her hair, saying, "Come here, I'm not allowed to buy that painting. You are my wife, and you are helping an outsider. I will beat you to death today." After saying that, he started punching and kicking her.
"That's enough!" Shan Shuluo yelled. She was so angry that her eyes turned red. She said, "You are a gigolo. Your hands are broken. How can you be qualified to be the president? You are a useless waste!"
Ling Feng was shocked. He didn't expect that Shan Shuluo seemed like a different person.
Shan Shuluo also has things that she cares about the most. Her mental state has been very unstable for some time, and it seems to have reappeared today. She said: "Don't bother me, or I will ruin your reputation and make you die a miserable death!"
"Today I'll show you who is the most bored." Ling Feng was about to slap Shan Shuluo in the face again, but was kicked away by An Yan, who knocked him to the ground.
Li Rongsen said, "Ling Feng, you are so old, and you still do things like beating your wife, not to mention in public. It's just buying a painting, why would you do that? You are not poor, are you?"
"This is all your trap!" Ling Feng roared.
At this time, Shan Shuluo ran aside to make a phone call. Those Sichuan restaurant chains were all under her name, and she was in a hurry to sell them, so she hurriedly agreed to sell them for three hundred million yuan.
Li Rongsen saw the message sent by Nison saying that the Sichuan restaurant was already under the name of the Li family. He thought that An Yan's move was very powerful and actually helped him a lot without realizing it.
It is equivalent to Li Rongsen taking other people's property for free.
Shan Shuluo went over and held the painting in her arms, then said to Rong Qian: "She is my daughter. I have been looking for her for a long time, but I can't see her. He won't let me see her. Where are they now? Where are they?"
Rong Qian looked puzzled, and then she heard Shan Shurong say to An Yan, "Didn't you say that if I bought this painting, I could see them, and see my daughter?"
"Why does she think this painting is related to her daughter?" Rong Qian really couldn't understand her logic.