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

Chapter 239

It is estimated that he took the invitation letter from the rich man and sneaked in, hoping to make friends with some dignitaries.

Not to mention 20, he wouldn't even be able to get [-]!
That's why Pei Yan deliberately arranged for Ms. 601 to stimulate him from the bottom and bid with him. She just wanted to settle the account with him when the payment was due.

However, Mr. No. 438, who bid for the price for a while, is still immersed in the pride of his auction of this painting.

I don't know whether it is the magnificent decoration or the banquet that confuses his mind and makes him mistakenly think that he is also a successful person similar to these people, so that he almost forgets that he is just a small employee, fully paid I can't afford the 20!

"Now, this painting has reached a high price of 20!"

The auctioneer hit the hammer again: "20 once!"

"Four million twice!"

Just as he was about to strike the third hammer, he was suddenly stopped by a clear and crisp sound of milk.

At this time, the little guy was standing on tiptoe, raised his little paw, and grabbed the auction hammer: "Uncle Auctioneer, 20... how much is it? How much is it? But twenty, obviously less than one hundred." !"

The little guy firmly believes that among so many numbers, only one hundred is the biggest!

"If it's less than one hundred, that branch can't be sold! The money raised by Baba this time will be donated to one hundred children in the future. For children who have no father and mother, Zhizhi's paintings will be exchanged for money. Dividing among a hundred children is just right! There must be no less!"

The auctioneer felt relieved.

He really thought that Xiao Tao Zhi felt that 20 was less.

Unexpectedly, she just didn't know the number other than one hundred, and thought that she sold the painting at this price, and the money she got was too little.

The auctioneer put the hammer aside, and patiently explained to the little guy who had just reached his thigh: "Little friend Tao Zhi, you misunderstood. 20 is not less than 20, on the contrary, 100 is much more than 200, it is More than [-] times one hundred!"

Xiao Taozhi nodded his head, and said as if he had realized something: "Oh, so it is like this!"

She let go of the little claw holding the hammer, "Then uncle, hit the hammer! Zhi Zhi is willing to sell the painting to that uncle."

The auctioneer hesitated and asked, "But what if... the person who bought your painting doesn't like your painting at all?"

"That uncle didn't like Zhizhi's paintings, why did he still buy them?" Little Tao Zhi scratched his head strangely, his eyes full of puzzlement.

The auctioneer wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He didn't have the nerve to tell Xiao Tao Zhi that the man bought the painting for the sake of showing off at the auction, not because he liked it.

But Xiao Taozhi thought about it carefully, and felt that it didn't matter: "It doesn't matter if uncle doesn't like it! After all, in this world, it is impossible for everyone to like Zhizhi's paintings. As long as an uncle is willing to donate Money, to help those children who have lost their parents, that would be great!"

Hearing what Xiao Tao Zhi said, the auctioneer felt less burdened and lifted the hammer high.

He was about to hammer it down and declare the painting's final ownership.

Who knows the next second——

"Wait a minute!"

A man's determined voice came from the door, suspending the auction again.

Everyone turned their heads curiously and looked towards the door.

"yes?!"

Mr. No. 438 frowned, showing an extremely impatient look.

His gaze followed the gazes of the crowd, looking at the door together.

The visitor was dressed in a navy blue judge's uniform, with a loose figure, standing at the entrance of the venue, with a legal document tucked in his slender right elbow.

On the high bridge of the nose, there is a pair of mirror frames. Behind the clean and meticulous lenses, there are a pair of black eyes that are penetrating. The whole body exudes a rigorous aura.

The auctioneer was stunned when he saw the person coming, "Sir, we are conducting an auction here, did you go wrong..."

But it stands to reason that without Pei Yan's invitation letter, there is no way to enter the venue.
The man's dark eyes scanned the scene.

Finally, it landed on Mr. No. 438, his calm eyes suddenly fluctuated slightly.

As for Mr. No. 438, the moment he saw Bo Jinzhou, his face suddenly froze!

He suddenly withdrew his gaze and turned his head, his original arrogance was gone.

Like a turtle, curled up on the seat, silently begging grandpa to tell grandma in his heart, begging him not to be seen by men.

Bo Jinzhou withdrew his gaze, and his eyes fixed on the familiar little figure on the stage again.

At this moment, Xiao Tao Zhi was waving his little claws excitedly in his direction, his white and soft face was full of joy and excitement.

In response, Bo Jinzhou twitched his lips: "I'm here to participate in the auction. I want the painting next to you."

There was an uproar underneath.

There has never been a bidder who is so certain to win a lot at auction.

Looking at the interaction between Xiao Tao Zhi and Bo Jinzhou, Fu Chuanxing, Pei Yan, and Xiao Yucheng could probably guess Bo Jinzhou's identity.

Fu Chuanxing gently arched Lu Ting with his elbow: "He is, Xiao Taozhi's last father."

Lu Ting gave Fu Chuanxing a cold look, and didn't answer, which was his tacit consent.

Fu Chuanxing withdrew his gaze. It seemed that it was similar to what he had guessed. Xiao Taozhi's fifth father was not a simple person.

It became more and more difficult to take Xiao Tao Zhi away alone.

The auctioneer pointed to Mr. No. 438 and said, "This gentleman, this lot has been bought by Mr. No. 438 at a high price of 20 interstellar coins."

"Oh, is it?"

In Fu Chuanxing's usually steady voice, there was a rare hint of playfulness in it.

This time, he didn't even give Mr. No. 438 a look. He asked the auctioneer: "But you just hit the hammer for the second time, and you haven't hit the hammer for the third time. Does this mean that I still don't know what to do now?" If you have a chance, bid for that painting?"

It is indeed true to say so, the auctioneer nodded: "Yes, you can continue to bid. What is your bid..."

Fu Chuanxing said casually, "40."

It seems that in his mouth, the 40 interstellar coins are like four dollars.

"40! Now, Tao Zhi's painting has been raised to 40!"

The guests below were more or less surprised by Bo Jinzhou's move.

But Tao Zhi's three fathers didn't react much, as if they had expected Bo Jinzhou's actions.

Only Xiao Yucheng didn't quite understand Bo Jinzhou's operation: "If my memory serves me right, isn't this Bo man a judge? How the hell did he get so much money? He became a demolition household overnight?"

(End of this chapter)