doctor girl

Chapter 755 Make trouble again and again!
"What's the matter, why did such a thing happen in the auction house, where did the guards in the auction house go?" Xue Hua asked the staff angrily.

The staff showed an embarrassing expression on their faces, and whispered to Xue Hua, "Boss, the troublemaker is a customer of our auction house, and he is a regular customer."

Xue Hua's jaw almost dropped in shock.

"The customers are making trouble, what are you kidding, our customers are all good customers, why are they making trouble?" Xue Hua asked the staff member looking at him in disbelief.

The staff looked at Xue Hua again with a look of embarrassment and said, "Returning to the boss, they are making a fuss because our auction house didn't sell Qingxin layman's paintings?"

The next moment, Mo Zixuan immediately received a pitiful look from his brother.

Mo Zixuan immediately took a step away from him, waved his hand at him, and said, "Don't even think about it, I won't agree to this matter."

It's a joke, he is not a fool if he is asked to take out the paintings drawn by Lay Qingxin that he finally owned.

Now in the whole capital, when seeing Layman Qingxin's paintings, who doesn't jump on them like a starving ghost.

He was sure that if his painting was really taken out, those people in the auction house would definitely lose everything and take his painting back.

But he, Mo Zixuan, is not short of money.

"Good brother, we are good brothers, don't you really don't want to watch TV for the sake of our brotherly love, just show your kindness and lend me this painting, let me take it out Let's see, Yongxing Auction House didn't lie to them." Xue Hua held Mo Zixuan's hand tightly.

Mo Zixuan looked down at the hand he was holding, and felt a chill in his heart.

Why does he feel that the two of them look a little masculine now?

Mo Zixuan quickly pulled his hand out of his palm, rubbed his own arm vigorously with one hand, "I told you to stop making such disgusting movements, you want to kill me no?"

When Xue Hua first heard Mo Zixuan's words, he had puzzled eyes on his face.

He didn't understand until he saw Mo Zixuan rubbing his arm with his hands.

Xue Hua's face darkened, and he glared at him, "My surname is Mo, you should be more serious, what's the matter, will you give me a sweet word?"

Looking at his angry face, Mo Zixuan knew that his brother was really angry.

I hesitated.

Mo Zixuan looked at him with a painful expression and explained, "Okay, I can lend you this painting, but you can promise me that you must protect my painting, otherwise, what do you think I will do?" Clean you up."

When Xue Hua heard Mo Zixuan's words, he immediately nodded, "Okay, okay, I will help you protect this painting, I promise."

After answering this sentence, Xue Hua shouted to the staff standing stupidly beside him, "What are you still doing here, hurry up and show Mr. Mo's painting to the guests.

The staff reacted immediately, and after saying yes, they stumbled and ran out of the room.

"Xue Hua, you have to keep your word. I just lent you this painting. If you dare to sell it, I will break up with you." Mo Zixuan is still a little worried now.

Xue Hua immediately raised his hand, as if he wanted to swear in front of Mo Zixuan, "Okay, okay, I promise you, I will help you keep it, and I won't let it have a chance to sell."

As soon as Xue Hua's words fell.

The staff who ran out not long ago fell back again.

As soon as Xue Hua saw this guy appear, the smile on his face froze.

"Why is it you again? What's the matter? Tell me quickly." Xue Hua looked at him with a weak expression and asked.

The staff member looked embarrassed, lowered his head slightly, and whispered to him, "Back to the boss, after the little one showed the painting to the guests just now, the guests started to make trouble again."

"It's making trouble again, what's the matter this time, didn't I let them see Lay Qingxin's painting? Could it be that they found out that this painting is fake?" Xue Hua looked at Mo Zixuan with a look of hopeful eyes.

When Mo Zixuan heard his words, he stared at him with dissatisfaction, "What are you talking about, how could my painting be fake? I am very sure that my painting is absolutely true to Qingxin Layman of."

"Actually, Mr. Mo is right. That painting is indeed from Layman Qingxin. Mr. Xu and Mr. Zhang, who already have paintings in their collections, have identified it. Both of them can confirm that Mr. Mo's painting is from Layman Qingxin." Work The staff added this sentence after Mo Zixuan's words in a low voice.

Mo Zixuan immediately looked at Xue Hua with a smug expression on his face.

An embarrassed expression crossed Xue Hua's face.

Immediately afterwards, he looked at the staff with wide eyes and asked, "Now that the painting is confirmed to be real, what are the customers doing?"

The staff member lowered his head again, took a step away, and replied in a low voice, "The guests are clamoring to buy this painting."

After speaking, the staff looked at Mo Zixuan with sympathy in their eyes.

At this time, Mo Zixuan's expression was not as ugly as usual.

Especially the eyes full of complaints have been shooting towards Xue Hua.

Xue Hua was stared at by his good brother with such lingering eyes, his heart was pounding.

Looking at him with a flattering smile on his face, he said, "Brother, this matter is none of my business, and I don't know, I just stayed by your side from beginning to end."

Xue Hua desperately explained to Mo Zixuan.

Mo Zixuan snorted hard, although he knew that this matter had little to do with his brother, but when he thought that this guy used his paintings to attract customers here, otherwise, how could such a thing happen now occur.

Mo Zixuan snorted again, looked at Xue Hua and said, "I don't care about this matter, in short, you must solve this matter satisfactorily for me, otherwise, I will follow you forever."

Xue Hua shrank his neck.

It wasn't such a big deal.

However, his brother made this matter so serious that he even used the words lingering ghosts.

Seeing these four words come out.Xue Hua hurriedly stopped Mo Zixuan from speaking with his hand.

"Okay, brother, I'm afraid of you, please, don't say such scary words anymore, I promise you, I will take your painting back intact, okay? .”

Otherwise, he was really afraid that his brother would follow behind him lingeringly.

Mo Zixuan got his oath, and only then did he show a satisfied expression on his face.

Seeing that his brother's mood finally recovered, Xue Hua sighed, turned around and left the room, and headed to the auction house.

After the hard work of Xue Hua's three-inch tongue, finally, Mo Zixuan's painting finally let him get it back from those people.

(End of this chapter)