The Profligate Madam of the Family

  Chapter 347 Are you hired?

  The host is really big-headed and doesn’t know how to introduce it, although this picture does seem to be well written, like it was written by a famous artist.

  But the problem is that no matter how good this word is, it is not written by a famous artist, and the person who wrote this word is a little girl, a little girl with no reputation and no identity.

  She is a big star, or a big lady, that’s better than nothing.

  Who would want to buy such a painting?

  Although the necklace just now surprised everyone, but at any rate the necklace was worn by the eldest lady of the Xu family, who was the niece of the second in command of the Mingyuan Empire.

  Of course, the auctioneer is an auctioneer after all. Although the word and the person who write it seem to be worthless, he still praises it.

  The person who writes has no identity, and it doesn’t matter if the word is not from a famous artist.

  The point is that this character is pretty.

   is so well written, you can naturally praise it.

  The auctioneer has used all the good words he can say, and this word is exaggerated.

  Of course, it’s useless for the auctioneer to praise it. It’s useless to say that this word will be very valuable in the future. Many people in the audience did not believe it.

  Everyone just didn't expect that Leng Rongrong was even more perfunctory than Xu Rourou.

  There are so many valuable things on her body, she is reluctant to take out one for auction, so she just took out a copy of the word to auction?

   and it was written temporarily.

  Does she really think that she is some kind of master-level figure, and a piece of writing can be sold at a sky-high price?

Xu Rule seized the opportunity, and of course she wouldn’t let Leng Rongrong go so easily. She turned around and said sarcastically, “Miss Leng, didn’t you say that even one hair is worth our worth? Why are you? Just come up with such a character to auction? Are you perfunctory? Since you are not willing, don't even write it. Pen, ink, paper and ink are all prepared for you here. What do you say you paid?"

"What did you give? I wrote, I did it." Leng Rongrong looked at Xu Rule, "Second Miss, what you said is a bit too much, honestly, I think my words are quite valuable. You Having said that, every single strand of my hair is more precious than your whole person, then the words I wrote must be more precious!"

  Xu Rule:! ! !

   "Also, Miss Xu, you don't like my words, and you can't believe that others will also look down on them!"

   "It's not for you to buy, what are you excited about?"

"Ms. Xu Er, this charity auction is not held by you, right? This donation is not used on you, right? What are you so outraged about? If Miss Xu Er feels that others donate too little, you should pay more. Just a little bit, you are the second most favored young lady in the Xu family anyway, aren't you? Are you so poor that you can only donate a necklace?"

  Leng Rongrong looked at Xu Rule several times with a contemptuous look, and then said, "Forget it, if you are really that poor, just treat it as I didn't say it."

"you--"

  Someone around started to booze, "Yes, Ms. Xu Er can't do more?"

  Xu Rule glared at Leng Rongrong.

   "Is the bracelet on Miss Xu Er's wrist good? Don't you donate it? I think Miss Xu Er is so kind and blames us for not paying enough, so you can do more!"

  Leng Rongrong said with a smile.

Many people around were watching Xu Rule. Xu Rule was distressed to death, but she thought to herself that her uncle could help Xu Rourou, a bitch, to take the necklace back. If her bracelet is taken out, she will definitely help. I photographed it myself.

For the sake of face and to show his generosity, Xu Rule smiled and said, "Okay, then I will donate my bracelet. Although it is my favorite one, it should be charity. I am not like a certain Some people, unwilling to donate anything on their body, just wrote a piece of it and perfunctory."

  Xu Rule really took out her bracelet.

  Leng Rongrong’s lips are slightly hooked, her face is black, and she doesn't care what Xu Rule says.

  Calligraphy and painting are still on auction.

The starting price of    is Leng Rongrong himself said, "30 million."

  So when the auctioneer said the price, everyone present was shocked.

   "I'm going, it's not a masterpiece, and the starting price is 30 million yuan. Although the writing is pretty good, I think the starting price is more than 300 yuan!"

   "Three hundred yuan is a bit too much, I think three thousand yuan I will think about it."

   "That Miss Leng seems to be very good at making money. Wouldn't she want to take pictures of her own characters? If no one takes them, she can only buy them to ease the embarrassment."

  There are quiet discussions around.

   Xu Rule would be particularly happy whenever he heard these low-pitched comments against Leng Rongrong.

  She hoped that Leng Rongrong would make a fool of herself.

  But who would have thought that after the initial bid price of 30 million for this painting, many people actually started to grab it.

"Fifty million!"

   "80 million!"

   "I give out 90 million!"

   "100 million, no discussion, this is mine!"

   "I have read such words on the side of Mr. Li Jinshu. It seems that he was treasured by Mr. Li Jinshu! I gave out 110 million!"

  "Li Jinshu? The master of Chinese painting? The master of art?"

  "Old man Li Jinshu's collection? Then I will give out 200 million!"

   "Speaking of which, these words are indeed powerful and powerful. They are better than some calligraphy written by everyone, and they are worth collecting!"

  In this way, after talking, everyone seemed to realize that Leng Rongrong's writing was very good, and the writing was very classic, and then various auctions began.

  In just a few minutes, the price was mentioned again and again, and Bi Xu Rourou’s necklace was exaggerated countless times.

  In the end, the high price of one billion yuan was directly photographed.

  It seems that money is not money anymore, just a number.

  Everyone is very crazy. There are a few people who are good at studying calligraphy and painting. Almost all of them are about to fight. They are all determined to win.

  Leng Rongrong is calm and relaxed.

  Xu Rule is unbelievable, and many people who don’t know much about calligraphy and painting are also dumbfounded.

what's going on?

  Doesn’t this character mean that Miss Leng wrote it?

   is just a little girl who is not famous, why is everyone fighting like this?

  Too exaggerated, right?

   "Aren't these people all hired by you?" Xu Rule glanced back at Leng Rongrong, not believing that it was because of the charm of this character that so many people raised their prices wildly.

  "Hire? You have to think so. Anyway, it's someone you can't afford to hire." Leng Rongrong shrugged, with an indifferent attitude.

   "You--" Xu Rule felt that every time she talked to Leng Rongrong, she was suffocated in her chest with a breath of anger, unable to spit out and swallow, which was too annoying.

  At this time, the climax came.

  Mo Linyuan and Tang Luo finished talking about the business worth hundreds of billions from outside, and they heard everyone bidding for calligraphy and painting.

  (End of this chapter)