"Holding the grass! I'm stepping on the horse and meeting a madman! It seems that there is no chance for us to hit this pretender in the face."

Luo Chen jumped off the chair angrily, grabbed the goblet in front of him, and poured his stomach with a cup of whiskey.

"It's okay, there will be opportunities in the future!"

Lin Yi's eyes flashed, I wonder what he was thinking?

The beautiful auctioneer was excited.

Unexpectedly, this painting by Luliang could be sold at a sky-high price of 30 billion yuan.

She has never sold such a high price item!

I feel excited even if I think about it.

"Three hundred billion, is there any higher price tag?"

The beautiful auctioneer held the hammer and glanced at the audience with his eyes trembling.

"Three hundred billion second time!"

"Three hundred billion third time!"

Bang!

The auctioneer finally dropped the hammer.

Princess Ruilian cheered excitedly, took the painting from the auctioneer, and solemnly put it into a nanmu box, then she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ha... I finally took a picture of the Holy Lord!" Ruilian hugged the Nanmu box tightly, as if holding a heart-wrenching treasure, for fear of being stolen.

Many children from aristocratic families looked at Ruilian with a dull look on their faces.

"Isn't this woman stupid? Is she going to buy a broken painting for three billion?"

"Madman, this must be a madman."

Many people started whispering.

The man with a more flexible mind ran to the members of the Royal Group and said with a sincere look: "This painting is really not worth so much money. You should quickly persuade Princess Ruilian not to be fooled."

"Although this painting is good, the creator is just a teenager and has no reputation. The investment risk is very high. Even if the author becomes famous in the future, this painting will last for ten million."

"Artists of Chinese painting are the older they are, the more valuable they are!

It would be fine if one person and two people said it, but a group of people said it, which immediately made several important figures in the Royal Group unable to sit still.

One of the women in their fifties reached out to take the cell phone of a child from a noble family next to him, looked at the price of Chinese paintings issued by the young man on Baidu, and his face suddenly changed.

"Princess Ruilian, we can donate money to children in the mountains, but this painting is not worth so much money at all!"

With the woman's exclamation, several giants emerged from the Royal Group and spoke out against it.

They felt that they could donate money, but they could never make it dozens of times the price, and buy a painting that had no great value at all.

"Princess Ruilian, we have always opposed it, so you cannot use the penny in your bank savings now unless Her Majesty the Queen personally ordered it."

The woman who stood up before took a step forward and said firmly.

"Yo, it seems that someone is going to slap us in the face."

Sitting in the corner, Luo Chen, who was originally like a defeated rooster, suddenly jumped onto the chair and looked forward.

"Haha...that's great!"

Lin Yi stood up excitedly.
Chapter completed!