Barrage:

"???"

"???"

Pocket money!Pocket money!

These three words kept echoing in the little girl's mind.

She had heard of pocket money of thousands or tens of thousands, but pocket money of millions.

Damn it!

What kind of family has such financial resources?

"Old woman, let go of my brother Lin, that's mine."

“I’m really envious of chickens.”

A long while!

Dai Xiaomei's heart calmed down, and her eyes when she looked at Lin Yunmo were full of excitement.

"Husband, I love you to death."

Then he raised his phone and said, "You guys, you heard me, those paintings are mine now. I'm going to host an auction in Dousha. If you are interested, sign up as soon as possible. Don't wait until later."

At this moment, Lin Yunmo was still by the side, and Dai Xiaomei was relatively restrained in her words, otherwise the sarcasm would have been mindless.

"Auction?"

"Old woman, are you crazy about money? Hurry up, one hundred thousand yuan for a painting."

"It's a one-hundred-thousand-dollar painting, and I'll just die. My husband worked so hard to paint one painting. Do you think it's easy? Ink costs no money. Paper costs no money? It makes me very sad."

Seeing that there were more and more comments in the live broadcast room talking about one hundred thousand pictures, the little girl suddenly became unhappy.

It's not that easy to take advantage of Quan Dou Shark's real pussy.

"Pretend, keep pretending."

"Old woman, you are really stingy."

"The paper is probably made of gold. I don't want it for one hundred thousand."

Wang Lei: "If it doesn't exceed 500,000, it's still acceptable."

The young girl's eyes lit up and she instantly stood up from Lin Yunmo's arms.

"Okay, okay, I'll take you to see it right away."

This Wang Lei looks like a fat sheep at first glance, and the little girl is really afraid of letting him go.

"You don't want the painting anymore?" Lin Yunmo stood up, looked at the anxious look on the little girl's face, and reminded her loudly.

"Oh, yes, my paintings must be put away properly." If a painting worth half a million yuan is lost in the yard or blown away by the wind, then her little girl will not forgive herself.

"Guys, wait for me for a moment."

After speaking, he looked at Lin Yunmo and said, "Honey, are the paintings rolled up for storage?"

"Well, yes."

After getting the answer, Dai Xiaomei walked towards the desk.

Seeing the frizzy look of the stupid little girl, Lin Yunmo followed helplessly.

"Hahaha, look at the look in Brother Lin's eyes. His love is mixed with disgust. This is because he is afraid that the old woman will not be able to draw well."

"Seriously, I'm afraid only Brother Lin can accept this old woman's stupidity."

"Brother Lin is so doting on Mr. Dai."

When Lin Yunmo came to Dai Xiaomei, the painting had already been rolled up.

only!

What's the matter with this tapered painting?

"Stupid sister, you should change your impetuous habit." He grabbed the little girl's little hand and unfolded the scroll again.

Under Lin Yunmo's hand-by-hand control, the painting was finally rolled up.

Fortunately, with previous experience, the little girl avoided blushing this time, but her heart was still beating hard.

Lin Yunmo let go of his hand, and the little girl entered the house and went up to the second floor as if she was running away.

The audience in the live broadcast room saw these things thoroughly.

"Hahaha, the old woman is panicking."

"Mr. Dai, why are you panicking? I just backhanded you and kissed you."

After going up to the second floor, I rested for a while, and my heartbeat gradually calmed down.

"Fuck you, you bunch of bitches, whoever saw my mother panicked, she just felt a little uncomfortable."

"Old woman, you are really a tough talker. Forget it, don't worry about this matter anymore, and quickly bring the painting to me."

"Yes, the painting now is the key point."

"Okay." The little girl hoped that people in the live broadcast room would not mention this matter, so she asked Po Xia Donkey to do it.

What's more, after the painting is sold, it's her pocket money, so it doesn't matter if the service attitude is better.

The first picture on the desk is "Small fish eating shrimps".

"This painting already has its owner, so I rolled it up." After saying this, Dai Xiaomei began to use her own techniques to roll the calligraphy and painting.

People watching the live broadcast were sweating.

Xiaoyu eats shrimp: "Mr. Dai, please be careful. Did you forget the technique Brother Lin just taught you when you turned your back?"

"Okay, okay, this paper is imported, the quality is very good, it won't break easily." The little girl said with a disapproving look on her face, isn't it just a painting? It makes you nervous.

Roll the picture into a cone shape and throw it on the ground.

This scene once again left the people in the live broadcast room speechless.

Wang Lei: "The picture that the anchor just drew is estimated to be around 650,000 yuan, and the artistic conception is very well described."

The little girl was stunned for a moment, then said, "Wocao, 650,000, is so valuable, why do I instantly feel like I'm a stick?"

Six hundred and fifty thousand, you must be living in a dream.

"Did you just realize that you are a stick?"

"The old woman is stupid, hahaha."

"Brother Lin is a big mobile treasure. He can easily create a fortune of 650,000 yuan."

[The little fish eats the shrimp and gives the anchor a rocket]

"Everyone, stop talking. I'm afraid this old woman will regret it."

The most panicked thing right now is definitely the little fish eating the shrimp, buying a painting worth 650,000 yuan for 100,000 yuan.

Earn blood!

"Huh, regret it. When have you ever seen labor and management regret it? It's only 650,000. It's not something my husband just does casually."

Even though he said this, the little girl's heart was bleeding.

Six hundred and fifty thousand, just gone, can buy many brand-name bags and cosmetics.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Dai is right, you are not short of this dime now." Xiaoyu Xiami quickly agreed.

If you don’t say something nice, wouldn’t the duck that was about to arrive fly away?

The silly little girl snorted arrogantly and said, "You know what's going on."

"Okay, let's move on to the second painting."

Lay the second landscape painting flat on the desk.

Although the barrage was crowded at the moment, no one asked how much it was.

They are waiting for Wang Lei's barrage.

Wang Lei: "The market value of the Mist Cottage Picture is about 700,000 yuan."

"Boss, I want one hundred thousand."

"Upstairs, what are you thinking? I want a gift of 110,000 yuan."

As soon as Wang Lei reported the price, a bloody storm broke out in the live broadcast room.

When the painting was finally bought with a gift of 150,000 yuan, gifts were flying all over the live broadcast room.

Halfway through the game, the popularity has exceeded the 30 million mark and reached 33 million.

Other anchors of Dousha saw that the popularity of Dai Xiaomei’s live broadcast room was soaring like a rocket, and they were driven by curiosity.

Clicked on her live broadcast room.

Zhou Shuyi: "Old woman, are the people in your live broadcast room crazy?"

When I see my best friend coming to check the ward, I will naturally treat her with courtesy.

"Zhou Bapi, let me ask you if your labor force is strong. If a painting sells for 150,000 yuan as a gift, let me ask Quan Dousha, who else is there?"

This gift from Dai Xiaomei is very good and perfectly explains what arrogance is.

Zhou Shuyi took some time to read the explanation on the barrage.

One minute later.

"Go away, the painting belongs to your man, it's none of your business, the old peacock spreads his tail, you are just being sentimental!"

"These two women are at each other's throats again."

"Poor Sister Zhou, Brother Lin said that all the paintings in the study are sold for old women's pocket money, which is the envy of thieves!"
Chapter completed!