Jiu Min, if you are asked to take care of the baby, will you show off in the entertainment industry?

Chapter 203 She won’t let you down
Rest room on the third floor.

Uncle Zhong looked at his young master dressed as a security guard and tried hard to hold back his laughter.

His old face was pleased: "If the old man knew that you were willing to put so much thought into Miss Sang, young master, he would be very touched."

Huo Yanxiu lazily slouched in his wheelchair again, "Uncle Zhong, you should know what you should say to grandpa and what you shouldn't say to him, right?"

Uncle Zhong scratched his gray hair and smiled, "I know, Master."

"Tell me, what did grandpa tell you again?"

Huo Yanxiu was not surprised that Uncle Zhong would appear here. Song Zhun was not one to hold back his words. From the moment he took the initiative to contact Song Zhun, he knew that his grandfather would take action sooner or later.

"The old man knows that you and Miss Sang get along very well. He is very happy. He heard that the young master of the Song family, who has never been fond of art, actually participated in this exchange meeting, so he guessed that the matter must be related to you."

Older gingers are more spicy.

Huo Yanxiu could guess the rest even if Uncle Zhong didn't tell him.

There is no need to ask the reason why that painting was taken.

"Now that the painting has been taken, you should go back to Huo's house as soon as possible, and tell grandpa that I will handle my affairs myself, and I hope he will stop interfering."

Uncle Zhong hesitated, "But the old man also hopes to take this opportunity to buy paintings to have a few words with Miss Sang..."

Huo Yanxiu: "If grandpa insists on having his own way, there's nothing I can do about it."

"I understand, young master, one last thing, I would like to know how your physical condition is these days?"

"Tell grandpa that everything is fine with me and tell him not to worry."

……

The auction finally came to an end.

This time, before the auctioneer could speak, Jiang Siqing came on stage.

Because of what just happened, everyone had a bad impression of her.

Mrs. Fu even got angry with Fu Mingting directly, "You still think there weren't enough jokes today?"

"Mom, give Yoyo a chance, she won't let you down."

Mrs. Fu snorted coldly.

Feng Shenglan asked Song Zhun for a handful of melon seeds and Sang Chi ate them together.

"Look at her look, does she really think she is painting some famous painting that will amaze the world?"

Sang Chi: "Maybe."

Feng Shenglan: "I don't believe her painting is better than yours."

"We'll see."

"Hello everyone, my name is Jiang Siqing. My current profession is an actor, but before entering the entertainment industry, I also liked painting very much and I have won some awards."

A picture of her receiving awards in the past appeared on the screen.

It's not a pheasant award, but it's all famous in international competitions.

As the saying goes, people rely on their clothes, and so does their reputation.

With these awards as a foundation, Jiang Siqing's image immediately changed.

"Today I also brought my new work to participate in the auction, hoping to get some advice from seniors."

With that said, she motioned to the staff to bring up her work.

So, the same situation as Sang Chi happened again.

Jiang Siqing stood on the stage and felt the various looks of surprise, admiration, and admiration from the audience, and grinned with enjoyment.

It's a pity that Sang Chi realized this feeling first.

She looked specifically in Mrs. Fu's direction.

Mrs. Fu, who had been very dissatisfied with her just now, was completely focused on painting at the moment.

This move was indeed the right move!

"Now let me share with you my idea for creating this painting..."

Just as Jiang Siqing was about to say the lines she had prepared for a long time, Sang Chi raised her hand and asked: "Miss Jiang Siqing, is the woman in this painting real or fictitious?"

"I made it up." Jiang Siqing answered with her chest raised.

The look she looked at Sang Chi was provocative, as if she was warning Sang Chi not to try to damage her image. No matter what kind of difficulties arise, she is fearless! Sang Chi: "Are you sure?"

Jiang Siqing: "I didn't know whether this painting was painted by me personally. Is it real or fictitious? Does anyone have any other questions?"

A few more people asked questions.

Because she was prepared in advance, she answered all the questions smoothly.

"I named this painting "Angel in Dreams". What do you think?"

"The artistic conception is very beautiful, and the people in the painting have peaceful faces, so this name is suitable."

"I wonder how much this painting can fetch? If it costs another 5000 million..."

""Silver Wolf Under the Moon" is better because of its aura. From a painter's perspective, "Angel in the Dream" is even better and may fetch a higher price."

"That's not necessarily true. I always feel that this painting "Angel in Dreams" is a little weird. Don't you all feel it?"

Suddenly someone reminded me. I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but when I looked at this painting, I felt a bit weird.

Jiang Siqing was a little panicked. She observed the painting carefully.

No matter how you look at it, this is an extremely perfect work.

Where does the weirdness come from?
She was afraid that the topic would continue to be discussed, so she immediately hinted that the auctioneer could proceed with the bidding.

"Okay, let's start bidding on this painting now. The starting price is 200 million."

This starting price was the highest shouted by everyone today.

But this painting is worth it.

"250."

"280."

"300."

Someone kept shouting 500 million, and Fu Mingting finally raised his sign: "1000 million."

Jiang Siqing had a smile on her face.

Here it comes, her highlight moment is finally coming.

Sang Chi's paintings can fetch 5000 million, how could I be worse than her?

However, after the auction hammer struck for the second time, no one followed the price.

The smile that Jiang Siqing maintained on her face cracked a little.

How is it possible that no one follows the price?

This painting is obviously so well done!

Fu Mingting looked around.

Mrs. Fu: "Although the painting is good, the price is also the limit."

Collecting paintings is not only about the works, but also about the reputation of the painter.

Sang Chi's paintings can fetch such high prices because, firstly, they are anonymous, secondly, they give everyone a refreshing sense of freshness in front of all the mediocre works, and thirdly, who makes the Huo family like them?
Obviously, Jiang Siqing's painting did not win the favor of the Huo family.

Fu Mingting remembered the agreement with Jiang Siqing and was going to find someone to raise the price.

However, Mrs. Fu could tell at a glance what he was thinking.

"Ming Ting, don't you always hate fraud the most? Are you sure you want to become that kind of person?"

At the moment when Fu Mingting responded silently, the hammer struck for the third time.

"1000 million for the third time! This work was finally sold for 1000 million!"

The audience was basically filled with congratulations.

Jiang Siqing staggered slightly and almost lost her balance.

She looked at Fu Mingting with accusations in her eyes.

Didn’t it mean that her work would be the highest price tonight? Why only 1000 million? It's not even half of Sang Chi's! It wasn’t even enough for her to compensate Sang Chi!
Someone sensed her thoughts and comforted her: "Ten million is a lot. You are still so young and you will still have many opportunities in the future."

In front of everyone, Jiang Siqing reluctantly accepted the 1000 million with a smile.

"Wait a minute, I don't think Jiang Siqing deserves the 1000 million."

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