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Chapter 612 I Will Pay 120
"Qin Mo! It's you bastard!" Zhang Shunhua walked up to Qin Mo and said viciously.

"Where is your bodyguard?" Qin Mo glanced at Zhang Shunhua's side and found that there was no bodyguard following him.

When he heard the word bodyguard, Zhang Shunhua couldn't help but tense up, and then stepped back several steps, as if he was afraid of being beaten by Qin Mo. He had seen Qin Mo's strength last time.

"What's the situation? Did the two of you have some misunderstanding?" Peng Yuan's father stood up in time to stand in front of the two of them.

"There is no misunderstanding! The grievances and grievances are gone!" Zhang Shunhua snorted coldly.

Peng Yuan's father was even more puzzled. He also knew that Qin Mo was the chairman of Zhangjia Pharmaceutical, but what kind of grievance could arise between these two?

"Both of you! You are all distinguished guests I have invited! Just give me some face to Peng tonight, after all, this is a charity gala."

Peng Yuan on the side also blinked hurriedly at Qin Mo, signaling him to do his father a favor.

"I don't care." Qin Mo replied.

"Hmph! If it wasn't for the charity party! I would never let you go today! But boy! You have the guts not to leave after the party!"

"Why do you speak so like a primary school student? It reminds me of not leaving after school."

"Pfft!" Qin Mo's words immediately caused everyone on the field to burst into laughter. No one thought that Qin Mo would dare to tease the majestic Mr. Zhang!

Zhang Shunhua said he couldn't beat Qin Mo, and he couldn't beat Qin Mo even more. He could only walk away, and took out his mobile phone by the way, as if he was going to call someone to deal with Qin Mo.

Being able to force Zhang Shunhua into such a state caused many people around to cast suspicious glances at Qin Mo.

"It's over, it's over." Peng Yuan let out a sigh of relief, "Chairman! Why do you have a grudge with Zhang Shunhua? This is not easy!"

Peng Yuan's father must have preferred Zhang Shunhua's side in this matter. At this moment, he was still smiling at Zhang Shunhua. Qin Mo saw this scene, but his heart didn't fluctuate much.

A rich second generation like Zhang Shunhua must have countless people to curry favor with.

"What's easy to handle? I'm not in a hurry. Why are you in a hurry? Can Zhang Shunhua still eat me?" Qin Mo said with a smile.

"Oh! You don't know Zhang Shunhua's character! Why don't we go first." Peng Yuan first thought of leaving.

After all, he was a middleman who invited Qin Mo here, so Peng Yuan definitely didn't want anything to happen to Qin Mo.

Moreover, the grievance between the two seems to be very deep, and it is not so easy to solve at all. Now all Peng Yuan thinks about is running away.

"Why are you leaving? You haven't donated yet." Qin Mo shook his head.

"Qin Mo! You don't know what Zhang Shunhua is like! He has always been a person who is determined to retaliate! It is said that he broke many people's legs when he was still in college, but he just kept a low profile later."

"I've ruined a lot of people."

Peng Yuan didn't know if what Qin Mo said was true, but Qin Mo really didn't want to leave her and had no choice.

The charity party officially started. Peng Yuan's father gave a speech on stage. He first expressed his gratitude, and then it was the donation session.

As a person in the pharmaceutical industry, Qin Mo heard from Peng Yuan that her father held such a charity party every year, and that the money raised every year would be allocated to the poor in need, which was supervised by the media.

This is a behavior worthy of advocacy, and it is precisely because of this that it has brought a certain amount of fame to his company.

Qin Mo felt that he would also establish a foundation in the future, after all, he would not be able to use up so much money.

While he was still talking to Peng Yuan, Zhang Shunhua suddenly walked towards Qin Mo, and at this time there was already an old man following him.

Qin Mo intentionally sensed the aura of the old man, and found that the man turned out to be a celestial master. He couldn't help being a little surprised. Are celestial masters walking everywhere now?

My master Zhang Tianshi is also a celestial master, but he must be better than this old man. I don't know how much Zhang Shunhua paid for this old man.

"Qin Mo! You are dead today!" Zhang Shunhua looked at Qin Mo and said with a sneer.

"Really?" Qin Mo disagreed with this. He deliberately hid his aura so that the old man didn't know his strength. "I wonder how much money you spent to invite this old man?"

"Hmph! I asked Uncle Wang to abolish you and still need to spend money? You can wait on your knees and beg for mercy later!"

From what Zhang Shunhua said, the relationship between him and the old man was not simple, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt normal.

Zhang Shunhua's family is a business empire, if there is no strong person to protect his father, I am afraid that a random domestic boxing master can kill him.

The strength of any family is not accidental.

Seeing that Qin Mo hadn't spoken, Zhang Shunhua thought that Qin Mo was really frightened, so he continued, "But don't worry! I won't do anything to you now! Instead, I will let you know the difference between the rich and the poor." gap."

"Oh?" Qin Mo became interested.

"If it's a man! Donate a little more tonight! Don't let everyone look down on you!"

"Who do you want to donate more than me?" Qin Mo looked at Zhang Shunhua in surprise. If this is the case, it can only mean that Zhang Shunhua has found the right person, because he is feeling bored.

"Yes."

"Childish." Qin Mo just said calmly, the idea of ​​the rich second generation is simple, thinking that donating more money than their own is slapping themselves.

"Cowardly charm." Zhang Shunhua turned around and left after saying this.

"You are already amazing to be able to make Zhang Shunhua angry like this." Seeing Zhang Shunhua leaving angrily, Peng Yuan couldn't help but said.

Qin Mo didn't speak any more.

As the initiator of this charity gala, Peng Yuan's father was the first person to donate. He took the lead in donating 200 million, which immediately attracted applause from many people, and then batch after batch of people made donations.

Although most of the people here are wealthy people, under normal circumstances these people only donated 50.

When Qin Mo was thinking about how much to donate, an old man suddenly came from the door. Peng Yuan's father hurriedly stepped forward to greet him: "Master Hou!"

Seeing the old man, most of the people present were also surprised and said, "Master Hou is here!"

"Who is this Master Hou?" Qin Mo couldn't help but look at Peng Yuan and asked.

"Master Hou, don't you know? He is one of the most famous masters of ink painting in the country! Although he is 70 years old! But he is in good health and produces many excellent works every year."

"He also came to donate money?"

"Yes! My dad invited Master Hou a few days ago. Master Hou didn't reply. I don't know why he arrived today. It's really strange."

When Peng Yuan was speaking, Master Hou had already stepped onto the podium. He took the microphone and said, "Everyone! I am very glad to be invited to the charity gala today. I would like to donate a painting that I spent a month on. The paintings are auctioned off, and all the proceeds from the auction are donated to the charity gala!"

"This painting is called Eagle Strikes the Sky! I hope everyone will like it!" Master Hou had just finished speaking when a staff member showed an ink painting on the stage.

The ink painting of an eagle soaring in the sky can make people feel the majestic atmosphere from a long distance, and it seems that the painting does not use much ink. Who would have thought that it took Master Hou half a month to make it drawn?

"Good painting." Qin Mo couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Do you know how to paint?" Peng Yuan looked at Qin Mo in surprise.

"I don't understand, I just rely on my personal feelings." Qin Mo smiled, which immediately made Peng Yuan feel very speechless.

"The starting bid for this painting is 100 million! Each increase must not be less than [-]! I hope everyone will actively participate in the bidding and make a contribution to charity!" Master Hou walked off the stage after saying this, and that The secondary painting is still displayed on the stage.

"Even ordinary paintings like Master Hou's can sell for hundreds of thousands. He put a lot of thought into this painting and it is estimated that it can sell for more than 200 million." Peng Yuan gave his own guess.

Qin Mo smiled and didn't speak, then he noticed that Zhang Shunhua sitting in the front row was looking at him. Zhang Shunhua's eyes were very provocative. He wanted to compete with Qin Mo for this painting.

I have to say that this rich second generation really knows how to play, and even thought of using such a method, but Qin Mo also gave Zhang Shunhua an unsuspecting look, and the two became tit-for-tat again in an instant.

"I offer 100 million!" A middle-aged man wearing glasses raised his hand first.

"Do you want to buy this painting for 100 million? I'll pay you 120 million!"

"I want 130!"

The people who can sit here are all rich people, and they will naturally not be stingy with money. What's more, the money spent on paintings will ultimately be used for donations, so it's nice to say it out loud.

In less than a minute, the painting was raised to 1 million, and everyone had no intention of stopping.

A smile appeared on Master Hou's wrinkled face. He was obviously quite satisfied with this lively scene.

And Peng Yuan's father simply acted as the host.

Qin Mo and Zhang Shunhua were not in a hurry to make an offer at all, and let these people get used to their mouths first.

Finally, when the price was raised to 300 million by everyone, there were only a few people still bidding. Although Master Hou is famous, the market price of such a painting is estimated to be only 300 to [-] million.

"300 million once!" Peng Yuan's father said, he was quite satisfied with the price of 300 million.

"400 million!" Zhang Shunhua who had not bid all this time suddenly opened his mouth, and instantly attracted the attention of many people.

He added a full 100 million as soon as he opened his mouth. This is the style of the top rich second generation, and he didn't even bat an eyebrow.

"Mr. Zhang bid 400 million! Is there more than 400 million?" Peng Yuan's father said excitedly, which was beyond his imagination.

And Zhang Shunhua turned his head to look at Qin Mo again after the bidding was over, full of provocation.

(End of this chapter)