The top CEO is my ex-boyfriend

Upon hearing the news, Qi Lin's heart skipped a beat and a hint of panic flashed across his eyes.

The prices for the paintings he bought were lower than the second place bid, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell there was something wrong.

Ji Shi looked at Qi Lin's guilty and panicked appearance with interest. Let him bully Fu Tingli, humph!

If Fu Tingli knew that his own baby was venting his anger for him in this way, he would probably be so happy that he would be at a loss as to what to do.

As soon as the auction price list came out, many people couldn't help but frown.

Among them, Guan Xi's reaction was the biggest.

There were several paintings in which she came second, but was surpassed by Qi Lin at almost the same price.

One or two paintings can be considered a coincidence, but so many coincidences are abnormal.

"Mr. Qi, don't you want to explain?" Guan Xi crossed his arms and questioned Qi Lin.

"Who is this Mr. Qi? Is he cheating? How come he can accurately guess the price of the second place like he is telling fortunes?"

"Do we need to guess? It's a sure thing if we collude with the insiders."

"Since you can collude with the insiders, why don't you just secretly transfer the Lone Walker's paintings to others? Fortune and wealth are sought in danger."

"He has the will but not the courage. Oh, no, I guess he is just not very courageous and only dares to do minor evils."

Mr. Ming's face also looked very ugly. He actually could not tolerate the fact that such an employee had infiltrated his team and colluded with outsiders to make profits.

However, based on this set of auction evidence alone, they cannot directly conclude that Qi Lin was colluding with their internal staff. This would not only slap them in the face, but also offend their customers.

If Qi Lin sued their gallery for defamation based on this, and they couldn't provide evidence to refute it, they would have to suffer the loss in silence.

Qi Lin felt very embarrassed. The people around him were talking without any concealment at all, as if they wanted to trample on his self-esteem and rub it hard.

"Mr. Qi, why don't you speak?" Guan Xi spoke again.

Qi Lin was furious. "What evidence do you have to prove that I colluded with the insiders? This is the price I offered based on the value of these paintings. You can't judge the value of the paintings, but you come to slander me casually."

The expressions on everyone's faces were indescribable, and they all looked down on him.

"You said you are very good at judging the value of these paintings." At this time, Mr. Wu spoke.

The young man consciously pushed Mr. Wu's wheelchair closer to Qi.

"Of course." Qi Lin felt a little guilty. He couldn't give in here, otherwise not only would his dignity be hurt, but he would also have to forget about the chain gallery project.

Thinking of this, Qi Lin gritted his teeth and stared back at Mr. Wu with wide eyes.

"So what do you think of these two paintings?" Mr. Wu pointed in a direction.

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger and saw two unsigned paintings.

Someone looked back at the list of secret photos and found that it was taken by a man named Ji Shi.

"Who is this Ji Shi?"

"There are quite a lot of people bidding for these two paintings. The second bidder is also surnamed Wu. Could he be Mr. Wu?"

The young man next to Mr. Wu spoke up, "That's the price my grandfather asked me to write."

The second and third place bids for the two paintings were very different. The third place bid 800,000, but the second place bid 5 million. The first place bid 10 million, so the two paintings were worth 20 million.

"I didn't expect there were so many talented people here tonight, and there are people who are more discerning than me. I was too confident." Mr. Wu shook his head and said, although he was regretful and self-deprecating. But his eyes could not help but show some joy of meeting a bosom friend.