The group pet is three and a half years old: her little milk bag is so cute

Chapter 237

Judging from the man's tone, it seems that he wants to curry favor with Pei Yan.

Even when she was in the limelight, she unconsciously praised Pei Yan.

But this time, he probably accidentally patted the horse's hoof while flattering!
The auctioneer quietly turned his head and looked at Pei Yan who was standing in the corner without saying a word.

I saw the slender figure of the man, leaning leisurely against the wall on one side, his slender fingers playing with the walkie-talkie in his hand.

His unpredictable eyes neither looked at the stage, nor stared at his own hands, but fell on the ground without focus.

It seems that they don't care much about everything that happens here.

The auctioneer doesn't understand.

Obviously, my daughter was about to be bullied by an unknown man in front of so many people. Mr. Pei, who has always protected his weaknesses, is so calm now!
Hearing the man's arrogant and rude tone, even the auctioneer, a bystander, couldn't stand it anymore.

It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry, and the eunuch is anxious to death.

At this time, Xiao Yucheng, who was sitting at the bottom, could hardly sit still.

With his sleeves all the way, he almost rushed up to fight the man desperately: "Blind dog, I want you to point out my daughter's paintings? Shit! You really deserve a fucking beating!"

But Fu Chuanxing held him back: "Admiral Xiao, this drama is just beginning, what are you in such a hurry for?"

Xiao Yucheng was already dazzled by anger: "What big show? Can't you talk to me directly? I've been going around here, guessing makes me have a headache!"

Fu Chuanxing continued to say: "Just wait."

Xiao Yucheng sat down angrily: "If that man, after 10 minutes, still has that arrogant and ugly face, I will definitely throw him out in front of everyone!"

Fu Chuanxing folded his arms: "At that time, Admiral Xiao, please do what you want."

After finishing speaking, Fu Chuanxing glanced at the young man, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Not to mention whether Xiao Yucheng would let that man go, just based on his understanding of Pei Yan, the man who uttered wild words just now would be slapped in the face within 5 minutes.

Pei Yan looked suave, suave, and lazy.

But in fact, when he was in business, he never suffered a loss. Those who seemed to get a lot from him, or caused him to fall, paid a hundred times the price in the end!

Moreover, Pei Yan is famous for protecting his weaknesses.

Fu Chuanxing secretly observed that Lu Ting's complexion was extremely bad.

His right fist was clenched unconsciously, and the blue veins on the back of his fair hand stood out fiercely!

This is just great.

It is estimated that it will not take 5 minutes.

In 3 minutes, the man must stumble.

The auctioneer on the stage saw that the situation was not right, but just now Pei Yan specially told him not to reveal Xiao Tao Zhi's identity easily.

Although he didn't understand what kind of medicine was sold in Pei Yan's gourd, the auctioneer still tried his best to smooth things over: "Sir, please sit down first, don't be so excited! All the items in this auction are appraised by professionals. passed.

The flowers are in everyone's eyes. Although you may not like it, Mr. or Ms. who can really resonate with this painting will definitely understand the value of this painting. "

Immediately, the auctioneer stared at Xiao Taozhi's painting, six stick figures who looked similar, and praised bravely:
"The painting of little friend Tao Zhi, although the connotation is not so profound..."

As soon as the auctioneer finished speaking, an inexplicable chill appeared on his back, and the back of his head felt gloomy.

Instinctively turning his head, the auctioneer found that Pei Yan, who had looked like he didn't pay attention to anything just now, was staring at him closely.

The two-way affectionate peach blossom eyes, now have no warmth, as if they are saying to him: "If you can't talk, don't do it!"

The auctioneer immediately shivered, touched his nose resentfully, and racked his brains to say something to make amends: "But we can see that her lines are very smooth and graceful. The painting by Tao Zhi, the characters on it, It can be said to be lifelike, vivid…”

After boasting such a sentence, the auctioneer ran out of words.

He froze in place, staring at Xiao Tao Zhi's face, sweat dripping from his head.

But staring at those stick figures with only a few hairs, he really couldn't think of other words, so he praised them!
The host subconsciously turned his head and glanced at Pei Yan in the corner.

But seeing his face at this moment, he finally eased a lot.

Seeing this, the host breathed a sigh of relief, and no longer struggled with the introduction of this painting.

He duang tapped the small mallet and started the auction directly: "Okay, next we will conduct the auction of this painting!"

The man who had been sneering at Xiao Tao Zhi's painting just now became provocative again, booing underground: "What auction? A three-year-old's graffiti can also be called an auction item?"

The auctioneer couldn't listen anymore, and said seriously: "Sir, please abide by the discipline of the venue, and please don't affect the progress of this auction."

The young man sneered disdainfully before sitting down.

Unlike other auction items, the auction bids are marked before being pushed onto the stage.

On Xiao Taozhi's painting, there is no starting price marked.

The auctioneer was a little at a loss when he encountered this situation for the first time.

If the price is set too high, it will be embarrassing if the guests don't pay the bill; if the price is set too low... it will inevitably make Pei Yan unhappy.

After all, even if Xiao Taozhi draws a piece of shit under the filter of his own father, it is still an angel!

In the end, just to be on the safe side, the auctioneer bent down and asked the owner of the painting: "Little friend Tao Zhi, how much do you think this painting of yours should sell for?"

Xiao Tao Zhi sucked her green little fingers, tilted her little head, and thought about it seriously.

Then stretched out all ten fingers, the dark cat eyes lit up, and said milkyly: "100 yuan!"

Among all the numbers taught by the teacher, one hundred is the largest number.

The auctioneer was stunned for a moment: "One... one hundred?"

He has been in the auction industry for so many years, and he has never seen a lot with such a low price!

However, this number may be relatively high for an ordinary graffiti.

In any case, the auctioneer has seen it through.

President Pei allowed his daughter to put her own graffiti on the stage for auction, just to amuse the children.

So other things are not important, even if Xiao Taozhi quotes a trillion yuan today, Boss Pei should end up with her.

What's more, it's only a hundred, as long as the little princess is happy.

Knowing this, the auctioneer immediately tapped the small hammer, followed Xiao Taozhi's quotation, and announced loudly: "Okay, the starting price for this painting is [-] interstellar coins!"

(End of this chapter)