System: I became the godfather of 14 billion people

"Who is this Sima Wen?"

The auction will soon be halfway through, and as time goes by, more and more bizarre things have been photographed.

"I don't know. I haven't heard of such a person. Maybe I don't pay much attention to the art circle."

Yoyo shook her head, a little confused about this auction.

"What is this painting? It looks like a ghost drawing."

Shen Yangdong looked at a painting on display above and kept complaining.

"Maybe we don't have that artistic talent."

The conversation between the two was heard by Ge Fan, secretly amused.

He knows what these things are, but the meaning behind them may never be known to those who have not been in touch.

"why are you laughing?"

Shen Yangdong thought that Ge Fan was mocking him for his lack of artistic appreciation, and was furious.

Yoyo next to him hastily grabbed him, this is someone else's territory, if there is trouble, they won't be able to get out of it.

It would be a shame to be kicked out at that time.

"Humph!"

Shen Yangdong withdrew his mind angrily, and continued to pay attention to the auction on the stage.

During this period of time, the two have photographed several items worth hundreds of thousands.

It's just that such a handwriting is somewhat unappreciated in the entire auction venue.

"Okay, this gentleman paid 100 million, is there any higher!"

At this time, the unknown painting on display had already been fired up to a sky-high price of 100 million.

There was no longer any competition in the venue, the dust settled, and the painting was photographed by a bald middle-aged man with a smile on his face.

Shen Yangdong looked at the greasy bald man, and couldn't help but spit: "It's really a fool with a lot of money."

Yoyo also nodded in sympathy.

Although art requires a certain appreciation ability, no matter how abstract it is, at least ordinary people seem to have a feeling of ignorance.

But as far as the ghost drawing just now, the elementary school students can draw better than him.

This can be sold for 100 million, which is simply unreasonable.

"You are so smart, why are you so poor, you can't even afford secondary paintings."

"What do you mean!"

Shen Yangdong had long been displeased with Ge Fan, and now hearing his sarcasm, the anger in his heart was even worse, and he could hardly bear to strike.

"Honey, let's not be so poor and grumpy. We are reluctant to take pictures of anything. If it were me, I would be ashamed to stay in this kind of place."

While pulling him back, Yoyo began to feel strange.

Shen Yangdong also calmed down, knowing not to make trouble, and said imitatively: "I heard that in order to make the venue look lively, some auctions often invite some temporary workers to fill in the head. I don't want to meet me today."

"I've also heard some, saying that there are some professional trustees, who are here to help speculate the price, and then let the bad guys pay for it."

The two of you said something to each other, and they were short of telling their faces that Ge Fan was here to make soy sauce.

"The next thing on display is a painting by Mr. Dongfang, with a starting price of 50."

"100 million!"

Seeing Fang Yue's reminder, Ge Fan knew it was his turn, and immediately raised the sign in his hand.

When they saw that word, there was already a lot of discussion on the field, because it was really hard to catch the eye.

So Mr. Dongfang, let alone a famous person in any corner,
The asking price is 50 yuan. I really think about money like crazy.

But someone actually quoted 100 million, this must be a brain twitch.

Shen Yangdong and Youyou were even more dumbfounded. Ge Fan, who had been silent by the side, was so rich when he made a move.

"Ge Fan, you are still the same as before. You want to save face. If you say a few words to you, you will be excited, right? If you can't afford 100 million by then, I'll see how you end up!"

After all, Yoyo has been boyfriend and girlfriend with Ge Fan for several years, so she quickly realized it.

Ge Fan must still not be able to stand her nutrition weirdness, so he raised his bidding card.

But this is not a vegetable market, and the loud sound only costs a few or a dozen dollars.

This is a genuine 100 million, and it is not worth the money if Ge Fan is sold.

"How I end up seems to have nothing to do with you."

Ge Fan shook his head speechlessly.

This Yoyo is really self righteous.

How come I didn't find her so annoying before.

"you!"

Yoyo suddenly became anxious. Although she meant to be sarcastic to Ge Fan, after all the years of being together, she still couldn't bear to watch him make a big mistake because of a moment of anger.

"Don't be angry with Yoyo, maybe he is the kind of professional trustee you mentioned, what the hell does he do."

Under Shen Yangdong's comfort, Yoyo gradually calmed down.

"150 million!"

Someone starts competing.

Ge Fan continued to raise the sign, quoting 200 million.

Soon, the price was raised to 500 million, and the audience was in an uproar.

What's wrong with this world, a pair of scrawled and messy handwriting can be sold for 500 million.

When he shouted 500 million, Ge Fan stopped, seemingly lost in thought and struggling.

Shen Yangdong took a look at Yoyo, as if to say, if you see it, he is just a trick.

Yoyo nodded in agreement, and cursed in a low voice: "It's really wicked."

As if hearing the conversation between the two, Ge Fan turned his head, glanced at them with a half-smile, and then held up the sign.

"1000 million!"

As soon as the sound came out, the audience exploded.

"1000 million, this gentleman bid 1000 million, is there any higher price!"

The host roared directly, like a madman.

The scene was noisy, but no one dared to raise the price.

"1000 million once!"

"Four million twice!"

It looked like the dust would settle.

After a short period of shock, Yoyo finally came to his senses, and looked at Ge Fan with a bit of hatred.

"How did you become like this!"

"What do I look like?"

Ge Fan raised his head inexplicably.

This casual attitude made Yoyo even more angry.

"But if you say a few words, you can't hold your breath. Have you thought about how to end it? When the price is too high and no one bids, how do you explain to the boss?"

Angry but also anxious, this kind of slightly caring emotion made Shenyang Dong feel no anger.

He's jealous, obviously they broke up, why should he care about him.

"Yuyou, don't pay attention to him, he will end up with his own troubles, what do you care about his life and death?"

The slightly angry tone was poured down like a pot of cold water.

Only then did Yoyo realize that the two had already broken up.

Now, pleasing Shen Yangdong is what she should do.

"Four million three times!"

The host smashed the wooden hammer heavily on the stage, and the sound of the hammer resounded like a magic hammer.

This hammer also marked the success of the auction.

1000 million ah.

Even if the people who come here are either rich or expensive, the price is far beyond what they can afford.

Shen Yangdong sneered and said: "Boy, you messed up your tricks, let's see how you die this time!"

"Who says I'm in trouble?"

Ge Fan rolled his eyes at him angrily, and didn't bother to argue with him here.

He had indeed been entrusted once before, but this time, it was the people who had bid with him before.