The President's wife is a global sensation

Chapter 416
"If the person on the altar falls into the world and becomes a mortal like me, I can't, and I can't accept it, I will die!"

The woman's weird accent, almost nervous tone, resounded throughout the box.

After the words fell, the men on the opposite side all looked at her strangely.

Anyone can see that this woman's mental state seems to be a little abnormal. Also, if she is a normal person, who would spend so much money just for some spiritual support?

Allen frowned tightly, and a pair of shrewd eyes stared at her face for a moment.

Her face was extremely pale, but now she looked more haggard, with her eyes staring straight at the painting. She looked like she was sick, and she didn't look like a normal person no matter what.

When Allen was observing, she saw that she suddenly grabbed the painting, the movement was sudden, but the strength of her hand was cautious.

His subordinates immediately wanted to stop him, but Allen raised his hand to stop him.

Soon, Tang Yimo held the painting in his arms, and smiled gratefully at Allen.

She pushed the card on the table over, and looked normal again at the moment, "I have money, draw it for me, please, I must want it."

Allen was silent for two seconds. During the silence, Tang Yimo had already withdrawn his eyes, and looked down at the painting seriously, like looking at a lost and found lover.

Soon, he laughed, "Miss Mo is so sincere, I don't want to let you down."

He raised his hand and waved it, and his subordinates immediately took the card.

Allen took out a few more business cards and put them on the table, "Here are the contact information of those collectors, it's what you need, Ms. Mo."

Tang Yimo immediately raised his eyes, and excitedly wanted to take it, but Allen stretched out his hand to hold it down, "One thing I need to confirm is that the frequency of clouds and winds is not low. Ms. Mo can really be sure that you can use this for every one of his paintings in the future." price?"

Tang Yimo smiled indifferently, "My uncle passed away unexpectedly. He had no children and left me a lot of inheritance, so I have money and I can afford it."

After getting the answer he wanted, Allen let go and stood up.

He watched Tang Yimo protect the painting and business card in front of him like a treasure, with a trace of disdain on his face.

"In that case, after signing the contract, we will get both money and goods, and the transaction will be happy."

His subordinates put the contract on the table, and Tang Yimo signed it without looking at it.

Allen took a look back and saw that the words were written carefully and neatly, 'Mo Yitang'.

This name is like a sarcasm, the woman in front of me is not so sweet, she is so bland and tasteless.

He was a little impatient, and seeing that the signature was correct, he said, "Then I'll go first, Ms. Mo, I will let you know when there are new paintings next time, goodbye."

"Mr. Li won't stay for dinner?"

"No, I still have some urgent matters, let's go first."

The man was unwilling to stay for almost a second and left, and quickly disappeared.

The box became empty, and the wind from the river outside the window lifted the gauze covering the painting, revealing a corner of it.

Tang Yimo looked at that corner a few more times, looking thoughtful.

Half a minute later, she sent a message to Xiao Xiao, and quickly left from Tianyuan Villa.

When she went out, the mini cooper that was driving had already been driven away by Xiao Xiao in advance.

And she hails a car at random, and the car quickly disappears in the traffic.

(End of this chapter)