Chapter 752 Killing Your Dog

"If there is nothing else, please come back in three months!"

Seeing Qian Wanguan's silence, the steward said impatiently, as the only auction house in the city, and a child of the Situ family from the four major families, this person has the ability to be arrogant.

Qian Wanguan woke up with a start, rolled his eyes, and said with a sneer, "What kind of heavenly paintings are those of you? This one of mine can instantly kill hundreds of your heavenly paintings. If you don't believe me, call an appraiser."

"Um?"

The steward's eyes turned cold. He knew the value of those hundreds of sky paintings. This time they would definitely sell for a sky-high price. How could this person be so nonsense? How dare a mere King Kong warrior be so presumptuous?

If this wasn't the chamber of commerce of Situ's family, the steward would definitely send Qian Wanguan out. He paused for a moment, then sneered, "What if these three paintings are worthless?"

Qian Wanguan couldn't get off the donkey, so he had to insist: "If it's worth money, let it be dealt with."

"good!"

The steward got up and said coldly: "If it is really a treasure, we will auction it for you for free. If the value is not worth 300 million heavenly stones, then I have to ask you to crawl out. Someone... Go ask the old man to appraise it. "

The steward said it very clearly, if it is worth money, the painting can be auctioned for free, if it is not worth 300 million, he will break Qian Wanguan's legs and let him crawl out!

The corner of Qian Wanguan's mouth twitched, breaking his leg was a trivial matter, but there were people inside and outside the chamber of commerce, and he would be humiliated when he climbed out like this. Thinking of the mocking eyes of countless people, his body tensed up immediately.

"Can this painting really be worth 300 million?"

He didn't know, he could only hope that Feng Luan and Jiang Yi would not lie to him, otherwise today's ugliness would be a big shame.

"Shushasha!"

Not long after, an old man in a white robe came outside. This old man was really old, his white beard was up to his chest, and his eyes were cloudy. He walked slowly, as if he would fall down at any time. Down…

The old man seemed to have a very high status. The middle-aged steward walked over quickly, helped the old man and said, "Old Yang, please help me appraise the value of these three paintings."

"Open it!"

Yang Lao waved his hand, and two waiters hurriedly opened a Zen wooden box, took out a painting and placed it on the green wooden table, everyone's eyes also looked at the painting, and everyone was stunned after seeing it.

"Good painting!"

Even an ignorant person like Qian Wanguan feels very good after taking a look at this painting. It is several times better than his previous paintings. The scene of the big handprint flying away, and the destructive aura contained in that big handprint, made Qian Wanguan's soul tremble.

"Lord Jiang..."

Qian Wanguan seldom shed tears, and when he saw this painting, he also had the urge to cry. He had heard that Jiang Bieli died to save Jiang Yi, but Jiang Yi just mentioned it casually. Only now did he know what Jiang Bieli was doing. dead.

Old Yang's thin and thin body is like a goat's epileptic seizure, his cloudy eyes are full of energy, his trembling hands want to touch the painting, but he has not dared to touch it for fear of breaking it, the gentle look in his eyes, just look at it When he saw his most beloved woman, his lips trembled, and he said to himself: "Okay, good painting, I have seen countless famous paintings in my life, and I am lucky to have seen the divine paintings handed down by the Buddha, but this painting ...At least rank in the top ten!"

"Well!"

The manager didn't know much about painting, but after a few glances, he knew that the painting was very precious. The most important thing was that the old man's reaction scared him. Old Yang is not only an ordinary appraiser, but also a powerful elder of Situ's family, with a great reputation, and the word Situ Yang still has great influence at this moment. Because of his old age, Old Yang has not been in charge these years, but his son is now one of the eighteen elders of the Situ family.

Situ Yang is one of the three major art appraisers of the Chamber of Commerce. He has seen many famous paintings in his life. He said that the value of this painting is inestimable if it is ranked in the top ten...

"Quick, quick, open the two paintings!"

The old man looked at it for a while, and with trembling hands, he ordered to the waiter next to him. The two quickly and carefully opened the other two Zen wooden boxes. Sadness, emotion? Good, good, masterpiece, masterpiece. Situ Hong, set these three paintings as the finale auction of the second stage. These three paintings will definitely make this auction a higher level, if not The family law stipulates that members of the family cannot participate in the auction, so even if the old man goes bankrupt, he still has to buy these three paintings."

"this…"

The corner of Situ Hong's mouth twitched, wishing to slap himself a few times, the finale of the second stage? The value of these three paintings is absolutely immeasurable. According to the regulations, 10% of the auction must be handed over to the auction, which is also a huge income.

Qian Wanguan was delighted, and Feng Luan did not lie to him. He made a lot of money this time. He glanced at Yang Lao and Situ Hong, and said softly, "My lord, these three paintings are worth 300 million yuan, right? Then you just said Can the free auction still count? If it can’t be auctioned, I can only go to other chambers of commerce to sell it.”

"What?"

Hearing Qian Wanguan's words, Old Yang cast a cold light on Situ Hong and said, "This painting can't be auctioned, so what other treasures can be auctioned? Situ Hong, what are you doing? What's the matter with being free?"

Situ Hong's complexion changed, and at this moment he wanted to die. He quickly explained to Yang Lao with a smile, and then he bowed to Qian Wanguan and said, "This honored guest, you are so young that you have eyes but don't recognize treasures." , I have neglected the distinguished guests. Our Situ Chamber of Commerce took these three paintings and guaranteed them to be the finale auction of the second stage. Look at the handling fee..."

"You can pay the handling fee!"

Qian Wanguan paused, and said, "But I want to pay 300 million heavenly stones in advance!"

"Okay, no problem, come and take this distinguished guest down to go through the formalities." Situ Hong smiled brightly, and at the same time confessed: "In addition, I will give this lord a VIP token."

Satisfied, Qian Wanguan went down with the waiter. As long as the painting can be sold at a high price, it doesn't matter to pay a little handling fee. It is not a good thing to offend the Situ family in the God-given City.

"Asshole!"

When Qian Wanguan went down, Old Yang became angry, glared at the steward and said, "Situ Hong, you don't want to be a steward, do you?"

"Forgive me, Mr. Yang. It's true that I didn't handle this matter well. I'll apologize to my family later!" Situ Hong apologized with a smile and bowed. Fuck him.

He glanced at the signatures on the three paintings, and quickly changed the subject: "Old Yang, I have something important to report. Look at the signatures on these three paintings."

"Yi Piao Piao, what's the matter?" Lao Yang glanced at it, and Fox asked.

Situ Hong shot a wave of Yuanli in his hand, opened the restraint of the small hall, and said via voice transmission: "Old Yang, the Qu family sent six hundred celestial paintings for auction before, all of which are all pictures of volcanic eruptions on the sea. You should have heard of them, right? The signatures of hundreds of paintings are all Yi Piao Piao.”

"Um?"

Situ Yang's eyes sparkled brightly, and he drank heavily: "You immediately report to the family and ask the head of the family to make a decision. Such a talent must be recruited as soon as possible. If you are recruited by other families, I will kill you."