Shenhao System: The Theory of Evolution of the Top Rich Bai Fumei

The auctioneer couldn't believe his ears. When his mournful eyes found the bidder, his eyes showed surprise and then turned into apology.

"Miss, do you really want to buy this calligraphy and painting?"

For the first time, he actually hoped that she would say that he lifted it wrong.

Leng Rou said with a smile, "I think this calligraphy and painting has a strong and unyielding yet gentle and caring feeling. It should be painted by a very caring person. For 1000 yuan, I think it's worth it. I want it."

He seemed to be choked in his throat and could not speak.

The person sitting in the front row of Lengrou kindly reminded, "Little girl, you may not understand very well. These calligraphy and paintings have no collection value. If you like them, you can go to Qiongzi Pavilion to have a look. They are all masters' treasures. "

Leng Rou nodded to him to express her gratitude and then said to the auctioneer, "Hurry up and put the hammer down. I want to see something else."

"Huh? Oh...Okay, thank you to this lady for taking the calligraphy and painting for 1000 yuan!"

As the hammer fell, the auctioneer's heart dropped. Tonight, the baby would not have to go hungry.

Although the debt collector was vicious, he would always leave him ten yuan to buy bulk milk powder. Today I saw him credit 1000, which made him feel a little more at ease. Otherwise, he would have to think about his own child and torture another person with the same identity as himself. 'Father'.

Life is not easy, so what can we do if we have no choice?

They don’t want to do this either, but they have nothing but brute strength, so what else can they do?They look so ferocious, who would dare to want them?

After the auctioneer sold a few more small trinkets worth less than ten thousand points, Lengrou finally brought up another painting when she was about to get up and leave.

It’s Mr. Qi Da’s goldfish mirror!but......

After she finished her introduction, the audience was filled with disbelief and ridicule.

"You, a small workshop, really dare to sell the works of masters? Mr. Qi Da's paintings are worth hundreds of millions. If you just come and sell them with imitations, I say you are going too far. That's about it."

"No, the painting looks quite similar. It would be nice to take it home and hang it in the entrance hall."

"Yes, a print of a master's painting would cost several hundred yuan. If it's such a good imitation, it should cost one or two thousand yuan, right?"

"Hahahahaha, yes, yes, then why don't you take it back and hang it up."

"I have no room to hang it on the wall at home, so I will give it to you, hahahahaha."

In fact, this painting was also copied by the auctioneer!

The people in the audience were all old people who came here to kill time when they were bored and had some spare money. They were deceived into giving a small amount of money at first, but later after discovering the truth, they stopped being 'good people'. After all, money Use it to buy truly valuable things that they think are worth it.

Facing the laughter from the audience, the auctioneer was ashamed, but he still mustered up the courage to bid.

"Not much to say, this is also a goldfish mirror painted by a college student. The starting price is 1000!"

Someone in the audience began to boo, "It's such a blatant imitation. It's not about Mr. Qi Da's painting, but it's about a certain college student's painting. Hahahahaha, just for your courage, I bought it! I'll pay 1000!" "

Leng Rou looked at the painting with her golden eyes, and she could indeed draw out Mr. Qi Da's unique style characteristics, with smooth lines, exquisite pen and ink, and five different black colors controlled by technology alone!

Maybe if you give him a platform and study hard, he can really grow into a master.

Leng Rou raised her hand again and called out the price, "I'll pay 10000!"

Everyone looked at her, including the fierce-looking people who came to collect the money.

If it weren't for the tall, noble and rich handsome man sitting next to him, they would have suspected that the woman who owed the debt had sent him to secretly stuff the money.

But when I thought about it, I immediately gave up the idea.

How could a woman who had thrown away her children do such a good deed? They were overthinking it.

The auctioneer thought he had heard wrongly and asked again and again, "Miss, are you sure you want to spend 10000 yuan on this painting?"

Leng Rou nodded.

"Yes, I think this...a certain college student has great potential, and I want to ask him to paint a mural for my house. I wonder if the auctioneer can do me a favor and contact him?"

"Here... let me ask for you."

"Thank you."

So Leng Rou stayed and spent another 30000 yuan. After taking pictures of several calligraphy and paintings produced by the same person, she left her contact information and left.

After being silent for a long time on the road, Mr. Mu still couldn't hold it back and asked her some questions, "Why do you buy so many imitation calligraphy and paintings? If you like it, I can take you to buy the real thing."

Leng Rou did not stop, but looked at the little thing on the roadside casually, and said slowly, "Curious?"

"Ah."

"You'll find out soon enough."

Sure enough, the auctioneer who had just killed him changed into his private clothes and chased him out with a little baby in his arms.

"Miss Leng, wait a moment!"

Leng Rou stopped, turned to look at him, and whispered to Mr. Mu next to her, "Here we come."

The auctioneer was wearing a tattered school uniform and looked like it was an old item. He ignored the strange looks from others and calmed his breathing before leaving her with the piece of paper with his phone number written on it. Returned it.

"I'll give this to you. I'm sorry, but that college student may not be able to paint murals at your house."

Leng Rou did not take the piece of paper, but smiled and said to him, "What? Are you busy lately?"

When the man heard this, his whole body trembled, and his expression turned bad.

"You, you already know?"

Leng Rou then took back the paper in his hand and said to him calmly, "It's not difficult to guess. There are so many people gossiping, it's hard not to know."

"Then why are you still buying them? Those are not worth anything... If you want me to pay back the money, you may have to wait a few more days. The money you just paid has been taken away. I only have Ten yuan...I have to buy today's milk powder for the baby..."

Leng Rou and Young Master Mu glanced at the thin but fair little guy. At this moment, he was drooling and shouting, looking at the man carrying him with his thumb.

"Master Mu, can you spare a few minutes? I want to talk to him about something."

"Then I'll wait for you in front."

"Thank you."

When Mr. Mu walked away, she turned to the man holding Milk Baby and said, "I want to sign you as an artist in my company. You don't have to sing, dance or act, but I need you to specialize in calligraphy and painting, compete in competitions, and give How about I get the award back, and I will guarantee your livelihood and give you a salary that is enough to cope with your living expenses?"

"really?"

"Well, you can think about it."

"I...I have a big debt..."

When Leng Rou heard this, she felt happy. If he became her cash cow, she would help him pay off his debts and earn points for herself, killing two birds with one stone!

She took out a folder from her arms and gave it to him, and said sincerely, "This is a contract. As long as you sign it, I will help you pay off your debt."

After taking a look at the contract, he gritted his teeth and filled in his name and identity information.

"Miss Leng, please take care of me from now on!"

Leng Rou glanced at the contract after signing it, and was surprised to find that he was really only 22 years old!

I couldn't help but blurt out and asked, "Are you...really a student?"

He scratched his head in embarrassment and replied, "Yes, I am 22 years old. People say I look a little anxious, like an uncle and a nanny, but I am actually still in college. I am a student at the Academy of Fine Arts. My surname is Qian Minning."

【Ding!Congratulations to the host for signing artist No. 7! 】