Chapter 273

Sitting under the stage, I have seen childe Ma's eyes and his ugly face. I know what he's thinking, he's shocked, why I'm sitting with his father.

At this moment, my body still exudes a lot of wine. Half of it is the red wine in my body slowly emanating through my skin. The other half was the red wine he had just splashed on my face and body in the hall.

On his face, he smiled at this moment. I looked directly into his eyes, which gradually gave off a sharp light. And he, looking at my provocative smile and eyes, was even more surprised. Just glancing at his father secretly, he couldn't help clenching his fist at this moment.

You must kill me. I can't turn over.

"He's looking for death." Wan'er sat beside me and gave a sneer.

Wan'er is a girl with exquisite skills. Why can't she see the scene of a secret fight between me and childe ma? She knows that this young master Ma is not my opponent at all. Don't say his father owes a lot of debt and needs my help, even if his father doesn't need my help. With his father's background as an ordinary businessman, he can't afford to provoke me at all.

"Ha ha......" smiled, and I looked away disdainfully. Then he took a look at his cell phone and found that it was already 8:40 in the twinkling of an eye.

"Wan'er, it's hard for you," I said.

"Not hard." Wan'er smiled.

"Tired, Han Xiyin's finale is coming. I'll take you home when Han Xiyin's works are bought. Thank you for helping me this time." I said.

"We are not ordinary friends." Wan'er smiled, and her small feet were pulled out of her high heels. Across my trouser legs, she gently rubbed my lower legs with her small feet with the touch of silk stockings.

For a moment, I just felt a movement in my heart. I couldn't help holding Wan'er's soft little hand. I wanted to take her back to the company and have a good time with her in her office.

"Brother Yue, the girl you met, her final work is coming. Soon, you can enjoy her work." boss Ma can't see the private actions of Wan'er and me in the dark. He put on a flattering smile and whispered in my ear.

"En." interrupted by the horse boss, Wan'er put her little foot back into her high-heeled shoes. And I kept a posture, holding Wan'er's small hand tightly.

If I had been interrupted by boss Ma before, the atmosphere would have been a bit disappointing. But my heart is happy now, because he saved me.

If Wan'er and I continue to rub sparks, I'm afraid we'll really have a cloud and rain at night. At that time, if Wan'er found that I couldn't, she would be very disappointed with me.

And that Tingting, she always stood at the end of me and looked at me. Has been tightly frowning, thinking about my identity in my heart.

At this moment, a boy suddenly sneaked in from the hall outside the auction venue. His face was pale and he kept looking for something among the guests in front. When he saw an almost bald boy sitting in the front in a suit and shoes. His heart jumped wildly at this moment.

"That man, but Wang Yue?" he thought. He looked pale and asked Tingting.

"Yes." Tingting looked at him in surprise.

He forgot that not everyone knew Wang Yue. But he wanted to make sure whether the man was Wang Yue, so he casually asked Tingting around him.

He is Chen Tao, the monitor of my junior high school.

When he heard Tingting confirm the answer in his heart, he couldn't help nodding gently. Suddenly, his eyes showed shock and looked at the girls around him.

This is Wang Yue. Is he a famous man? Actually, any girl in this art school knows him?

And that Tingting, looking at Chen Tao's eyes, was also shocked. She thought to herself, is Wang Yue so famous? Unexpectedly, someone came to ask if it was him.

Then, Tingting actually felt that she had a common language with Chen Tao. After thinking about it, Tingting said coldly, "that Wang Yue is the suitor of Han Xiyin, the flower of our art school. Now his most important position is the VIP seat in the auction venue. Boss Ma, the girl and several bosses sitting next to him are all big people worth more than 100 million. Do you know his identity?"

"I don't know," Chen Tao said with an ugly face.

"Don't know?" Tingting asked.

"Wang Yue, when he was in junior high school, was the poorest student in our class. Now my family has opened a factory and my family is a big boss with millions of dollars. I thought he was still so poor, but I didn't think he had a Mercedes Benz g63 worth millions." Chen Tao said.

"What!?" after listening to Chen Tao's words, Gao Lu and Chen Yuanyuan around Tingting look sideways.

"Pure imported g63amg, starting from 2.5 million, I have been paying close attention to the owner of the car. I have seen it inside several times on the window. The car has been equipped with at least one million fine products!" Chen Tao said solemnly.

"People who can afford so many boutiques are not short of money." Tingting thought and said.

"Yes, that man must not be short of money," Chen Tao said.

"Is this Wang Yue really a local tyrant? He has been modest and low-key, but we misunderstood him?" Gao Lu and Chen Yuanyuan said.

"It's impossible. I don't believe he has money. So I secretly followed him to the auction venue to investigate him," Chen Tao said.

"....." Tingting, Gao Lu and Chen Yuanyuan blinked and became confused after listening to Chen Tao.

Then after a while, Tingting couldn't help but look at him and inadvertently dodged.

This boy, is he really a college student? Is he free? Is it none of his business whether they have money?

Then Tingting couldn't help looking at me, and gradually a strange feeling welled up in her heart. She also looked down on him and seemed to have done something to insult him.

If the boy is really rich, I'm afraid she'll be slapped in the face.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help clutching her slender fingers.

However, it seems a little far fetched to say that he is rich if he sits with boss ma. If he really wants to prove that he is a rich man, I hope he can show some real skills. So far, it seems that he hasn't bought any works. He doesn't seem to have made any contribution to the charity auction party, has he?

Gradually, a sneer appeared on Tingting's face.

At this time, the slide on the stage suddenly turned and a huge oil painting appeared. At the same time, two boys carried a 1.8-meter-long oil painting onto the auction platform.

Then, a girl wearing a ponytail came up. Secretly looking at me, the girl blushed and said, "this oil painting, I call it the returning knight. I hope the person I like will come back to me in his armor. I have created this painting for three months and devoted my thoughts to him in this work."

"Now, he finally came back to me. And I realized my wish. I don't need this painting anymore. Now, I hope to auction it and donate the money from it to the hope project as a token of our hearts." Han Xiyin blushed.

After listening to Han Xiyin, I couldn't help standing up and looking at the picture.

In a huge picture, a knight in Western iron armor, with a huge long gun in his hand, was riding a black horse and coming to us in a huge bush of flowers. The strong color rendering of the oil painting attracts everyone's attention. The lines of the armored knight and the horse are beautiful and lifelike. It can be seen that Han Xiyin has devoted a lot of effort to this huge oil painting.

And I, looking at Han Xiyin, suddenly became moved. All I know is that the man under the armor is me. She has been waiting for me.

"A good work, with powerful knights, handsome black horses and strong background color rendering. I think it takes a lot of materials to create this work. As for the energy and effort consumed by the author, I believe it is even more. I want the starting price of this painting." a middle-aged man stood up and looked at Han Xiyin with appreciation.

"Thank you." Han Xiyin nodded restrained.

"Fifty thousand," said Mr. Ma's deputy.

"100000, I want it!" the middle-aged man raised the sign and said.

"100000! That's the highest price tonight!?" seeing that the middle-aged man sold 100000, the auction hall suddenly became a little restless.

Han Xiyin didn't expect that her works sold at a high price of 100000. She immediately bit her lips and held her slender fingers, becoming nervous.

"150000!" suddenly, a middle-aged man sitting in the second row stood up.

"200000." a beautiful girl gently raised her sign.

"250000." another young man raised the sign.

Seeing that Han Xiyin's works soon sold for 250000, the auction hall suddenly became a riot. Many students looked at her with envious eyes and whispered that Han Xiyin was rich. Many people stared at the oil painting with their eyes, thinking that a painting giant might be born. Han Xiyin's girlfriends couldn't help covering their mouths and felt happy for her from the bottom of their hearts.

"Five hundred thousand!" suddenly, Mr. Ma stood on the auction platform and said.

"Half a million!?" seeing that childe Ma's move was such a high price, all the guests present widened their eyes. Although Mr. Ma is the host tonight, all the guests know Mr. Ma. Yes, he is the owner of this auction venue tonight.

They also know the identity of his family. Mr. Ma has a fortune of 100 million. I'm afraid no one can compete with him tonight.

The horse childe was so frightened that no one dared to bid with him when he saw his move, and his face suddenly showed pride. Then, biting his teeth, he whispered, "I'd rather buy this rotten painting back as firewood than let someone hang it at home."

"I'll pay ten million!" suddenly, I gently raised the sign in my hand.

"What, ten million!?" at this moment, everyone stood up with a shocked face.