Chapter 1090 She really knelt down for the big boss in front of her

Anyway, he had already captured what he wanted most.

but……

Ji Xiubei took his eyes away from the stage, turned his head and looked at Qin Yan, who was sitting in the first row under the stage.

He remembered that Qin Yan seemed to be quite interested in painting.

Once he went to her apartment to find her and saw her painting a painting.

That painting has just begun, with only a few simple outlines, but it can be seen that the level is very good.

even……

He felt that Qin Yan's painting style was somewhat similar to YAN's.

I wonder if Qin Yan will take action on this painting.

"Damn it, Xiao Yan'er, that painting, that painting..." Nancy's eyes widened, looking at the paintings on the display table, and she exclaimed in a low voice, "That's not yours."

Painting? Haven’t you not painted for several years? How can you still have paintings at auction?”

Nancy knew that Qin Yan was YAN, who was known as a genius painter.

What surprised her now was that Qin Yan had not painted for several years, but her paintings were being auctioned on the stage.

Where did that painting come from?!

It can’t be a high imitation!

Qin Yan withdrew his gaze from the stage, met Nancy's puzzled gaze, and said calmly: "The previous scrap."

Nancy: "..."

Wasted manuscript?!

So the painting that a group of people are now vying for is a scrap she didn’t want before?!

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Qin Yan didn't feel any guilt on his face, and his expression was quite innocent. "I didn't force them to buy it. There are no relevant provisions that stipulate that scrap manuscripts cannot be auctioned."

Nancy: "..."

She really knelt down for the big boss in front of her.

The big guys are the big guys, even unwanted scrap manuscripts can be put up for auction, and there are a bunch of people competing for them at high prices.

At this moment, under extremely fierce competition, in just a few minutes, someone had already raised the price to 200 million.

"It's 200 million. Someone has already bid 200 million! Is there anyone with a higher price than 200 million?!"

Hearing the price quoted by the host, Nancy felt even more speechless.

Scrap manuscripts that others don’t want can be auctioned for hundreds of millions.

We are all human beings, but why are the differences between people so big?

"Xiao Yan'er, shall we wait before leaving?" Nancy pulled Qin Yan back to her seat and said with a smile, "I want to see what the final transaction price of your scrap painting was."

Qin Yan pursed her lips and said nothing.

The bidding on the stage continues.

After a few more minutes, the price had soared to nearly 400 million.

Nancy kept sighing: "Xiao Yan'er, I really admire you. You said that if you were not so lazy and were a little more productive, you wouldn't even know how much money you would make."

Qin Yan raised his eyebrows noncommittally.

Painting was just her hobby, and she never thought of it as her main career.

When you are interested, just draw a few pictures.

If it were to be her main occupation, she would soon get bored.

When the bidding reached 400 million, there were already very few people following the auction.

After all, this is not a small amount of money.

Shen She was a little proud: "It seems that this painting is mine."

Su Yanzhi did not continue to follow. He spread his hands and admitted defeat: "I give up, I can't compete with you."

The Shen family is still stronger than the Su family.

After all, he is ranked among the four famous sects in Yuncheng.

"450 million!" the host shouted, "Is there a higher price?"
Chapter completed!