The Emperor's Life of a Wretched Man

Where is this Solo sacred?Even the works of the current calligraphers in Huaxia seem to be afraid to be the finale of the charity dinner!Are you not afraid of being generous?

Just when the vast majority of people who didn't know the truth finally knew who Solo was, and they took it as a prank to please the public, Mr. Qian picked up a glass of wine, drank slowly, and Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without making a fuss. Long Qiyao Also has a calm face.

Perhaps influenced by the two heavyweights, the people at the deepest table in their city were the first to stop making noise and quiet down.

Exactly the same as the two old Buddhas, people who are familiar with Solo are also paying attention, ignoring all kinds of jokes around him who speculate on Solo with the most malicious sarcasm.

Especially Bai Xue and the other six beauties, their faces became excited, and they looked forward with all their attention.

"Is it that funny?" Cai Congwen suddenly turned his head and glanced at Solo's Huangfu Chengfeng and Shu Lan.

Today's Cai Congwen is an upstart in the business circle of the capital, with a great reputation.

Clearly feeling Cai Congwen's dissatisfaction, Huangfu Chengfeng immediately shut his mouth, and turned his head to look at Shu Lan: "Is he really just a driver and not the director Solo of a certain department or bureau that he said on stage?"

"Stop talking, I don't know..." Shu Lan seemed to realize something, her face turned pale.

"It's very entertaining, isn't it? Even if no one bids." Xiulu said lightly. As a bigwig in the entertainment circle, he never lacks the spirit of entertainment.

So Luo stood silently and quietly at the door, and cast his eyes on Miss Qian: "Sister, why are you bothering to compete with this woman for the length of the day?" So Luo didn't have any sense of absurdity in his heart, Full of infinite emotion.

Who has really cared about Solo's lonely heart since he was a child?Now that this person appeared, and Xiaoxue back then, the two most important women in his life were completely different from the other women in the family.

The auctioneer on the stage asked two staff members wearing white gloves to carefully spread out the two-meter-long and wide-by-meter piece of wild grass.

Solo bent his body slightly, and folded his hands in his sleeves. He hadn't done this signature movement for a long time.

This work was impromptu at the invitation of Mr. Qian when I was at Qian's house. The rice paper and brush and ink are the best. I drank wine that day, and Qian Jinguo was there.

In addition to practicing calligraphy, the most important thing is talent, and Solo regards calligraphy as a method of practice, which is also a method of practicing state of mind in Suolongjue, with a unique method.

Otherwise, with Qian Lao's calligraphy, how can everyone praise Solo's calligraphy so much?To be honest, even if Solo's calligraphy is written down casually, it is absolutely shocking enough to show people.

"The starting price for this piece of "Yongyule. Jingkou Beiguting Nostalgia" is..." The auctioneer looked at the open quotation in his hand, froze for a moment, then turned to look at the person in charge, the charity The person in charge of the dinner party nodded solemnly.

The host bit the bullet in a little embarrassment and said: "The starting price is: 100 million Chinese coins..."

what……

cut……

i wipe...

an uproar...

At this moment, the projector has cast Solo's work on the big screen.

Although Mr. Qian regarded this calligraphy as a treasure, when he saw it again, he couldn't help but glance at Long Qiyao, and they both applauded at the same time.

It was done in one go, with iron and silver hooks, like a dragon soaring into the sky, majestic and majestic. The 'momentum' revealed by this word alone gives people an invisible sense of oppression, a kind of royal air, which makes people surrender...

There are many great businessmen and politicians who come to participate in this auction, and there are many calligraphy connoisseurs, and there are many people who really applaud.

And some people who didn't know how to pretend to understand but knew that Solo was the son-in-law of the Qian family also booed and followed suit, pretending to understand.

Huangfu Chengfeng and Shu Lan didn't understand calligraphy, but they also saw the extraordinaryness of this work. As for the good things they didn't understand, but it gave them a sense of oppression.

It was easy for the two of them to find Solo standing at the door, leaning on the door frame with a hunched body through the eyes of everyone.

The man has grown slightly taller, his face is still pale, and his clothes are also very extraordinary. He is not as wretched as before...

But the signature movements have not changed, just like when I entered the middle school from Shennongjia, the image of the peasants in the mountains, the expressions, movements, and things in the bones have not changed.

"Okay, I believe everyone has seen this work, although it is not the work of a famous artist in the world, but as a senior calligraphy and painting auctioneer, I admit that the price of this work will definitely not be this amount in the future.

I have seen the works of Cao Sheng Zhang Xu, but I dare to assert that this work is definitely not inferior to Cao Sheng's works in any aspect, and even...better...better...

Well, Mr. Solo’s wild grass "Yongyule. Jingkou Beiguting Nostalgia" has a starting price of 100 million Chinese coins. I hope to offer your love. 100 million Chinese coins can solve the nine-year life of one hundred out-of-school children in the west The fee, the 100 million auction starts..."

As the auctioneer's voice fell, the expected silence began, and the venue was so quiet that even breathing could be heard.

"Showing up the crowd, you're just a clown..." Huangfu Chengfeng said suddenly.

He has his own plan, the first is to avenge his losses, and the second is to sensationalize and attract everyone's attention. This is a rare opportunity.

Although he can be regarded as a business genius, he is not a business genius. Among the younger generation, he cannot compare with a genius like Cai Congwen...

"Shut up..." Long Wu almost cast his murderous gaze on Huangfu Chengfeng, who was so frightened that Huangfu Chengfeng trembled all over.

After Long Wu had dismissed Huangfu Chengfeng, Cai Congwen had already come over: "How much of Master Suo's work do you plan to publish?"

"Hey... I'm afraid it won't be our turn to bid, but we can help build momentum. Come first, I'll offer at least 200 million for the first time, otherwise it won't meet Suo Ye's worth..." Long Wu said.

"Go to hell... so stingy, I plan to start at 300 million..."

"I'll offer 200 million..." Just as Cai Congwen and Long Wu were concluding, Qiu Chi stood up and offered 200 million.

Everyone turned their heads to look at Qiuchi with a bang, and Xiulu's eyes flickered slightly.

"Hmph! I just want to give Brother Solo a favor for 200 million, don't even think about it..." At this moment, Tang Ling, who was sitting next to Qian Jingying, suddenly turned his head to look at Qiu Chi, and then stood up: "I'll give you 300 million." ..."

wow...

There was a deafening exclamation, and at this moment, the complexions of Huangfu Chengfeng and Shu Lan had changed drastically, turning pale instantly...

"Okay, everyone knows that this work has a lot of room for appreciation in the future, so I want to get it urgently, but we can take our time.

There is no limit to love, and it will be more exciting with you! 300 million yuan can build a Hope Primary School... ([-] words are omitted here)"