Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Xiang Xiaoyuanâs was distracted by the discussion of the people behind her.
âWhy would Zhong Huaiâs painting be auctioned? It shouldnât be. He has already passed away. His works are all precious relics. Why would the Zhong family auction it?â
âWho knows? It seems that this painting is the highlight of this auction. Are we going to bid?â
âI donât know. Letâs see what the CEO has to say. But whatâs going on with the Zhong family today? Itâs so strange. Their behavior is really puzzling.â
Xiang Xiaoyuan was still trying hard to listen to the gossip. Only then did she understand why the atmosphere was so strange. It turned out that the artist of this painting was Director Zhongâs deceased younger brother. This behavior was indeed very strange.
She was focused on listening to the gossip around her.As the auction hall was dim, she did not notice Lu Wangguiâs cold eyes. When Xiang Xiaoyuan turned to look at the painting on the stage, Lu Wanggui reverted to his usual expression. He subconsciously clenched his hands that were casually placed on his knees.
To be fair, this painting was indeed not bad. It could be seen that the person who painted this painting was in a good mood. The painting had a blue sky, the sea, and the beach, and the colors were bright.
The starting bid for this painting was two million.
Xiang Xiaoyuan wanted to raise her card, but she also didnât want to. Lu Wanggui saw her hesitation. This time, he didnât use his phone to send a message. Instead, he leaned close to her ear and asked in a low voice, âDo you like it?â
Xiang Xiaoyuan didnât know whether to nod or shake her head. If she were to tell the truth, it would be bad if others heard her. Therefore, she tapped on her phone. While others were focused on the auction, she sent a message to Lu Wanggui: [ Is this worth collecting? ]
Lu Wanggui paused for a moment: [ Donât worry about that. Do you like it? ]
Xiang Xiaoyuan: [ Yes. ]
Lu Wanggui looked at the word on the phone screen. A dark light surged in the depths of his eyes. He paused for a moment and continued typing. He wanted to say that she should bid it if she liked it, but before he could finish typing, Xiang Xiaoyuanâs message came in again: [ But if itâs more than four digits, I donât want to bid anymore. ]
Maybe she was not artistic. This kind of painting might look good on the wall at home, but if it was more than four digits, then forget it. She was a vulgar person. She wouldnât spend millions to buy a painting. Wouldnât it be nice to use this money to buy a house?
Lu Wanggui was stunned. Looking at the message, he suddenly beamed in joy. The two of them kept whispering at each other. Lu Bei could not help but peek at them. He thought in puzzlement, these two people were so clingy. He wondered what made his father so happy?
The bidding for Zhong Huaiâs painting was very intense. After all, everyone who was present was here for Shengkong Group. So they had to give them face. Xiang Xiaoyuan did not raise her card at all but the price for the painting was getting higher and higher. She could not help but feel a little scared. In order to divert her attention, she searched for the name Zhong Huai on her phone.
It could be that Zhong Huai had already passed away, or it could be that Shengkong Group did not want people to find out about Zhong Huai, so there was very little information about him on the internet. Other than a few pieces of news, there was no other information.
Lu Wanggui noticed her movements. He crossed his legs and patiently typed on the screen with his slender fingers: [ Bored? ]
Xiang Xiaoyuan: [ A little, itâs not as interesting as I thought. ]
Lu Wanggui: [ Itâs almost over. Is there anything you like? ]
Xiang Xiaoyuan replied honestly: [ Yes. ]
Lu Wanggui: [ ? ]
Xiang Xiaoyuan: [ But I donât think itâs worth such a high price. ]
Lu Wanggui: [ Thatâs why itâs a charity dinner. ]
Xiang Xiaoyuan: [ Then letâs not join in the fun. ]
Shengking Group was rich and powerful. Moreover, no one could tell where the money of this charity dinner was going. There was too much corruption in these charity organizations.
Lu Wanggui was in a good mood when he saw the words âweâ. Even the painting on the stand was no longer an eyesore.
[ We can go to some normal auctions in the future. ]
Xiang Xiaoyuan: [ ? ]
Lu Wanggui: [ Go and feel the joy of bidding in an auction. You are responsible for raising the card, and I am responsible for paying the bill. ]
Xiang Xiaoyuanâs breathing suddenly quickened. She was not an inexperienced little girl. If she still did not understand Lu Wangguiâs feelings by now, she should just return to the furnace and start anew.
She deliberated for a moment before replying, [ You donât know what brings me true happiness. The auction is not one of them. ]
Lu Wanggui: [ Then tell me. ]
Xiang Xiaoyuan: [ Oh? You want me to tell you directly? Did you copy the answers during an exam? ]
Lu Wanggui could not help but laugh. He put away his phone and did not reply to her message. Instead, he took out his wallet while the lights in the auction hall were dim.. His gaze was focused on the front, but his put his hand in front of Xiang Xiaoyuan.