Chapter 124 Too many melons to eat
Mo Shatian was not agitated. He smiled and said, "It's not very good. I'll just give it a little more each time."
Rong Wuye raised his head and glanced at Nanhuang, and said with a smile: "Miss Ye, look at this man, buying a painting, he is not grand at all."
Nanhuang: "..."
Mo Shatian raised the sign again, and the host immediately said: "Three.6 billion!"
Rong Wuye continued to lift very calmly, and the host was so excited that he screamed: "Four billion!!"
Rong Wuye glanced at Mo Shatian provocatively.
Mo Shatian smiled and said: "It is rumored that Rong Wuye of the Rong Group is a big chaebol of the Imperial City who keeps his wealth private. I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it. But, with billions, I, the Mo family, You can still have some fun.”
After saying that, Mo Shatian raised his clap again. The host said loudly: "Professor Mo, 4.1 billion!"
"Ah ah ah, Mr. Rong Wu, five billion!!!"
Rong Wuye looked sideways at Mo Shatian with a smile: "If you compare with me, you will definitely lose, you know it. When I took this painting, half of the money was given to my wife and half was donated to charity. Do you calculate, which one will I lose? You It's different. If you take the painting away, you are the woman who gave the money to me."
Rong Wuye's proud face made Mo Shatian suddenly want to beat him.
Mo Shatian continued to hold up the sign. The host shouted: "Professor Mo has increased the price again!! 5.1 billion!"
"The fifth master has increased the price, the fifth master has increased the price!! Eight billion, eight billion!!!"
Rong Wuye was really merciless here, and it suddenly reached 8 billion, which put some pressure on Mo Shatian.
He held the sign. Rong Wuye was still looking at him with a smile. Mo Shatian didn't hesitate for too long and quickly raised the sign.
The host continued to scream: "Professor Mo, 8.1 billion!!! Oh my god, one copy of Master Qinghuang's work can be sold for 8.1 billion!! Unprecedented, unprecedented!!!"
“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!! Master Wu, Master Wu has increased the price again, to 10 billion!!!!”
After Master Rong finished holding up the sign, he turned to look at Mo Shatian with a smile, "You can play with a few billion, but what about tens of billions?"
Mo Shatian's expression changed slightly. He pushed up his glasses and said politely: "The fifth master values this painting so much, how can I, a university teacher, compete with the fifth master?"
Rong Wuye laughed and said, "Then I'll accept it."
The host raised a sign: "One billion times, two billion times, three billion times! Deal!!!"
"Unexpectedly, the auction result of this three-school art competition actually broke the historical auction record of the three-school competition. A painting by Master Qinghuang was sold for a high price of 10 billion! An unprecedented high price !!”
The host was extremely excited. The entire audience was in an uproar.
At this moment, the Internet was flooded with comments. Master Qinghuang was directly ranked as the first hot search!
There are so many hot searches that I can’t eat them all, and the Internet is abuzz with excitement.
Everyone was in a heated mood that could not dissipate for a long time.
The staff was doing the property handover with Yang Bo who was waiting aside.
Everything has been settled, and the ranking of the final paintings is no longer Nanhuang's concern. She pressed the brim of her hat and wanted to step down from the stage.
But how could the reporters let her go? As soon as she came down, she was surrounded by a group of reporters, "Master Qinghuang, do you have anything to say to everyone?"
"Master Qinghuang, why are you still a college student?"
"Master Qinghuang, why did you choose to expose the Nan's Orphanage this time? Do you have any old grudges with the Nan's Group?"
Too many people crowded in at once. Nanhuang lowered his head in embarrassment, trying to find a place to get out.
At this time, a voice suddenly shouted: "Professor Mo of Xicheng University was revealed to be hiding his identity! Come and take a look!!!"
Mo Shatian, who was about to stand up, looked confused, and then a group of reporters rushed over and surrounded Mo Shatian.
"Professor Mo, are you the son of a plutocrat in Xicheng?"
"What is your hidden identity?"
"Professor Mo, do you like the work displayed by Master Qinghuang today?"
Mo Shatian: "..."
He raised his head, took a quick glance, and saw two figures hurriedly passing by.
It was the figure from the back of Master Rong Wu who pulled Ye Nanhuang away.
He narrowed his eyes. Is this using him as bait? Making noises in the east and attacking in the west?
…
Rong Wuye pulled Nanhuang into a warehouse behind a teaching building. He looked out through the crack in the door.
Several reporters who were staring at Nanhuang hurriedly looked outside, but couldn't find anyone. I could only leave disappointed.
"It's safe."
The man breathed a sigh of relief and looked down at Nanhuang. Only then did he notice that he and Nanhuang were hiding in a small, dark tool room. There was no light source except a ray of light coming from the crack of the door.
"Don't worry, during this stage appearance, none of your clear photos will be leaked. The same goes for the video, all your faces have been blurred." Rong Wuye said slowly.
She needs the video to leak out in order to completely crack down on the Nan Group, but she doesn't want to expose herself. So, when she came on stage to start all the performances, Rong Wuye asked Yang Bo to lead his team to make corresponding arrangements.
Whether it's a live broadcast, a video, or a picture, there is absolutely no clear picture of Nanhuang that has been circulated.
"Yes." In the darkness, Nanhuang felt uncomfortable being restrained. She moved her body and said, "Thank you."
She still didn't think comprehensively about some things.
For example, just now, when she came down from the stage, she was surrounded by reporters. At that time, the reporters' questions were more and more sharp, and she couldn't answer them. She really couldn't find a way to break out.
If it weren't for Rong Feng's help, she wouldn't be able to escape here now.
"Rong Feng, can you do me one more favor?"
The magnetic chuckle of Mr. Rong Wu came from above her head. She raised her head slightly. The light was dim, but she could already see his handsome face clearly.
"Little one, what are you doing?" he asked with a smile.
Nanhuang said: "Nan's Orphanage was founded by my father. When he founded the orphanage, he wanted the best for these children. The orphanage was destroyed by Nan Tuo, and he deserved this fate today. And I exposed Nan Tuo. After the crime, dozens of orphanages across the country lost Nan's support and had nothing to rely on. If these children are given up, it will destroy dad's kindness."
Rong Wuye asked with a smile: "Do you want me to take over Nan's Orphanage?"
Nanhuang felt that the two people were too close. She wanted to retreat slightly and hit the wall.
The man's big hands protected her head, his body leaned forward slightly, and he whispered: "Why are you so frizzy?"
Nanhuang's mind buzzed and he turned his head slightly.
"Well, I hope you will take over Nan's Orphanage and treat the children there well."
The man whispered: "You also know that this is not a simple matter."
Nanhuang pursed his lips. "If you don't want to, I'll find a way."
"I didn't say I didn't want to." Rong Wuye's breath was around her ears, almost biting her ears.
Nanhuang only felt that his ears were itchy. "Are you going to make conditions?"
"Smart." Rong Wuye smiled.
"What conditions?"
Rong Wuye chuckled softly. "It's not difficult. Just kiss me and I will do it for you."
It's really not a difficult condition.
A soft little hand rested on his waist, and the other hand stretched out, found his shoulder, and climbed softly onto his neck.
The girl leaned against the wall, gently stepped on her feet, and raised her head.
Where this ray of soft light came from, the girl's soft and full lips pressed gently against his.
It was obviously the condition proposed by the man himself, but at this moment, the man felt as if he was electrocuted.