A word was written on the white paper.

roll!

A simple word without any pen skills or skills.

Even the writing is erratic.

The wealthy businessmen who had clapped their hands before were all blushing and were very embarrassed.

"Interesting old man."

When Xue Haotian saw this word, he laughed directly.

"Boy, why are you laughing at?"

A wealthy businessman with a big belly glared fiercely.

Xue Haotian laughed and ignored the other party.

"The fuck you..."

The rich businessman was about to curse when he suddenly saw Jiang Xiuyuan standing beside him.

"Xue Family."

The wealthy businessman recognized Jiang Xiuyuan and his eyelids jumped wildly.

Taking into account the current status of the Xue family, the wealthy businessman chose to resist his anger.

Jiang Xiuyuan went up calmly and sent her paintings up.

Mr. Zhuge raised his eyelids and said, "It's Xiuyuan, you haven't been here for several years."

He looked around him again and said, "Where is Gao Guo, why don't you see anyone else? You haven't played chess with me for several years."

Jiang Xiuyuan's voice was calm and said, "In the past five years, the Xue family has had some problems. My lover has passed away."

Mr. Zhuge sighed and said, "Life is impermanent, so let's be sad."

As he said that, he unfolded the calligraphy and paintings he sent.

Above, there is actually a picture of a rooster-winged centipede.

Waiwai Niu Niu, the chicken's head is long.

It's like something a child draws casually.

"Ha ha!"

When everyone saw it, they all burst into laughter.

"What a broken thing? How dare you take out this kind of thing?"

"I'm so laughing. Can Qiuliang, which I bought for more than 10 million yuan, be comparable to this thing?"

"The Xue family is really a blind eye. They have a two-dollar street stall to fool Mr. Zhuge."

"I just don't know the sky is high and the earth is thick!"

"Shut up!"

Xue Haotian did not allow others to humiliate his mother like this, and he walked over with murderous aura on his face.

I couldn't help but want to start a massacre.

"Mr. Zhuge, do you still remember it?"

Kang Xiuyuan said with a smile.

"Remember, of course."

Mr. Zhuge stroked his beard and couldn't help laughing.

"This painting was painted by me when I was seven years old. I thought it was interesting at that time, so I gave it to my playmate."

"I didn't expect that you could find it in many years."

"It's really hard to do it."

The people in the house were all confused when they heard this.

Such a thing actually painted by Mr. Zhuge after he was a child.

Although it is only worth one million, its meaning is different.

"I'm paying 50 million and willing to buy this painting."

Someone saw the benefits and was immediately willing to buy them at a high price.

"I'll pay sixty million."

"I'll pay 70 million!"

People started to bid, wanting to buy this thing.

Mr. Zhuge was a little angry, but due to his identity and face, he did not say unpleasant words.

"Did you treat my Xue family as begging?"

Xue Haotian suddenly stood up, his voice loudly, suppressing everyone's momentum.

For a time, many wealthy businessmen dared not speak.

Xue Haotian glanced coldly and said, "Who dares to say something more? I will twist his head down and stuff it into the toilet!"
Chapter completed!