Leng Juo's eyes returned to Qiao Yimo's paintings.

On the huge painting, a waterfall runs through the entire important field of vision, as well as the various butterflies and flower bones, which are so beautiful that people admire both physically and mentally.

The assistant on the stage zoomed in on the painting, and the host commented: "Look carefully, this butterfly looks different, and the colors of the flowers are all different, and there are no repeated colors, which is enough to explain this master of water end. Foundation."

The crowd listened to the host's words and looked at the painting in front of them intently as if they had been stunned.

The words of praise were spoken on his lips, and his eyes showed admiration.

"beautiful!"

"Too shocking, this painting must be grabbed!"

"No, what is the level of this master of the end of the water?"

"It's just that I really can't afford this painting by the master of the end of the water, it's too expensive!"

"Then join in the heat!"

"Yes, yes, get involved!"

Leng Tiong listened to the people's discussion, his face was so dark.

I really want to hide this painting now so that the world's eyes will not be contaminated with it.

Listening to the discussion in the audience, the host can see that everyone really likes this painting.

He raised the price higher, "This painting by the master of the end of the water starts at 10 million. The price increase is not less than 1 million! In the end, the higher price will get!"

The host's voice fell to the ground, and everyone raised their placards.

"Eleven million!"

"Fifteen million!"

Listening to the people's bids, a gloomy horror appeared on Leng Tiong's face.

His little girl's words are worth 15 million?

Are these people blind?

Get out if you don't know the goods!

Leng Juan kept his face dark, and raised the sign in his hand, "One hundred million!"

Hearing this number, the person in charge was quite excited. The painting of the master of the end of the water was really suppressed by him.

In the end, after fierce competition, the painting of the master of the end of the water was taken down by Leng Tiong for a price of 500 million yuan.

Bo Hua looked at Master Tired with a black line, and he liked this painting and let Miss Qiao paint it directly...and it was shot at 500 million yuan, really rich!

And in the stadium of S City.

The players are all here, only Qiao Yimo's figure still appears.

The players on the stage were unhappy and said, "Host, didn't you say that there is another player? How come there is no one?" The

"This person is too ignorant. It's about to start now. Why doesn't he show up yet? Isn't he coming!"

"Retire if you don't come!"

"Damn it, it's really disappointing, did you shrink back from the battle!"

Cheng Ziyu on the stage was also very impatient, "Who is this person, such a big man, even my great young master has to wait for him?"

He Xiang also put on airs, "Dare to let me Young Master He wait? I will teach him a lesson today and let him call me Grandpa!!!"

When everyone was crying for crusade, Qiao Yimo's Bentley driving with a black mask suddenly appeared in the sight of everyone.

With a "brake", everyone on the scene was quiet.

Then the pan was blown up again on stage and off stage.

"I'm so fucking laughing, just this kind of Bentley car dare to make me wait for Master Cheng dignified?"

"Hahahahaha, this kind of Bentley only costs one million, dare you to compete with grandpa?" He Xiang suddenly roared with laughter.

Zeng Qi licked his lips disdainfully when he heard that, just waiting for this person to get embarrassed.

The dragons, tigers, lions and leopards in the audience looked disdainful. Even if the boss drives a bicycle, he can drive faster than them?

I dared to look down on the boss, and when the boss took off his mask, everyone had to kneel down and call Dad.

Qiao Yimo listened to the voices of the crowd, then glanced at the timer on the court, and couldn't help but curl his lips.

Isn't there five minutes left? No hurries? Do you want to get embarrassed so quickly?

The girl under the black mask squinted her phoenix eyes slightly, the corners of her mouth twitched, her tone arrogant, "Who said that you can't get good results if you drive a bad car?"

Qiao Yimo's words fell, and the surrounding audience and players exploded again.

"Oh, who is that player with such an arrogant tone?" JrNovels.com