The auction officially begins.

The host walked onto the stage, after some hot talk, he uncovered the red cloth to reveal the items auctioned therein.

The first auction item was a landscape picture. When the painter's name was revealed, the bidding began immediately.

It is hard to understand whether these people came for the painting or the painter.

From Chen Wei's perspective alone, this painting is really not very good, and it is very skillful.

However, judging by the cheers of those people below the stage, and the VIP seats on the second floor, there are already signs of someone holding the bidding signs and intending to participate in the competition, this seems to be a master who is quite popular.

In the previous life, it would probably be difficult to support a family if you were auctioned in such a place.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if Chen Wei did not sign in with the paintings, his strength was enough to crush the painter.

It turns out that when he was bored in practicing calligraphy, he would also draw some ink paintings to cultivate his sentiment, and he also won a grand prize.

The eagle picture that you should be proud of most is, if Chen Wei remembers correctly, a boss once called out for a price of 650,000 yuan and wanted to buy it.

Chen Wei did not agree and gave the painting to his mentor.

"I don't understand."

"What?" Chen Wei ended his memories and asked when he heard Su Qingyue's voice.

"This painting is obviously not very good, but they actually called it to more than three million..." Su Qingyue didn't know any painter Liu Wenshan, and she rarely got involved in this field, so she spoke very directly and didn't care about it.

"There is a lot of stuff like painting. The painter has a pushover behind it. It is very simple to sell it at a sky-high price," Chen Wei explained.

A company once came to him and intended to package Chen Wei. He refused decisively and relied on his strength to gain fame.

The fame produced by hype is ultimately false, and most of them can only be briefly brilliant and then quickly move towards silence.

Su Qingyue was too lazy to care about what others were doing. Anyway, she would never spend money to buy such a broken painting to go home. She felt annoying when she put it at home.

"To be honest, the level of that artist is really far inferior to that Xiaowei, you." Su Qingyue looked at the flower pictures on the cheongsam and said sincerely.

This was made by Chen Wei with needles and thread, and it is very difficult to be much higher than that of ink pens.

Su Qingyue stared at Chen Wei and suddenly became curious. What would happen if the needle and thread in his hand were replaced with ink pen and the cheongsam were replaced with drawing paper?

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

Just when Su Qingyue was about to ask Chen Wei if he was good at painting in ink, someone knocked on the door.

If you are a waiter, you should choose to come in directly after knocking on the door, which means that the person who came to the auction city was not the one who came.

"Come in." Chen Wei responded.

After talking, just like he guessed, the two of them pushed the door and walked in. Seeing that they were dressed, they were indeed not staff members of the auction city.

After a closer look, Chen Wei remembered that this was the person from the VIP seat next door.

One old and one young, the old are in their forties or fifties, and the young are a little older than Chen Wei.

"Are you?" Chen Wei asked on his own initiative.

I have no impression of this person in my mind. The expression on Su Qingyue’s face should be the same.

"My surname is Liu, and my name is Wenshan." As he said that, Liu Wenshan looked at Su Qingyue and continued: "It is the painter who mentioned just now that the work is not very good."

It turned out that he came to find fault after hearing Su Qingyue's words.

Chen Wei suddenly realized.

"Oh, so what?" However, the real purpose of people coming here has to be asked before they know it.

"I heard from this lady that you seem to be able to paint, just want to see it." Liu Wenshan could sense a little hostility when he said this.

"I'm very good at it, but I probably don't have the obligation to prove it to you, right?" Chen Wei asked.

"Painters all have the dignity of painters. To be honest, I was very unhappy when I heard this lady say that I was not as good as you, so I came to verify it."

"People are free, of course you have no obligation to prove to me. However, if you take out the work, if it is really better than me, how much value is this painting? I will buy it at a price of 100 times, how about it?" Why did Liu Wenshan dare to offer a price of 100 times? The reason is very simple, two words, confidence.

Chen Wei's hands are tender and tender, so how could he look like a painter?

Not to mention being better than yourself, I'm afraid even those newcomers who have entered the industry for several months cannot compare to them.

"One hundred times? Are you serious?" Chen Wei confirmed.

"I have been working hard in this industry for decades, and I still have hundreds of millions of assets, so don't worry." Liu Wenshan reminded: "But the premise is that you have to be better than me."

So, Chen Wei asked the waiter to find a pen and paper for him, and notified Li Laigen to be a notary so that the old guy would not go back on his word.

After hearing about the bet between Chen Wei and Liu Wenshan, as a friend, Li Laigen originally wanted to persuade Liu Wenshan to give up.

It was both pleasing to win or lose, but it was impossible to find a chance to speak.

On the other hand, Chen Wei had already picked up his pen and started to sing ink. His posture looked like that.

At first, Liu Wenshan thought Chen Wei was good at playing tricks, but the more he saw the end, the ugly his face became.

The landscape paintings painted by Chen Wei are vivid, as if what is placed in front of everyone is not a painting, but a real mountain, river, and beautiful scenery.

And if you look closely, you will find that this painting is exactly the same as that of Liu Wenshan's work in the auction hall.

Chen Wei just used his own brush to repaint Liu Wenshan's paintings, add some brushwork and ink, and repainted them.

But this gap can be seen by an outsider, not to mention an insider, but who can draw better.

Liu Wenshan clenched his fists tightly, his face extremely bitter.

"Four million once, four million twice, four million...three times!"

Bang!

"Congratulations to Mr. Zhang for obtaining this painting." Hearing the host's hammer on the stage, he announced the price.

One hundred times four million...

Four hundred million!

Liu Wenshan's assets, deposits, and villas are probably not as large as that.

Now he is cheating and regretting not admitting his conspiracy. How can he keep his face as a master of his generation?

Liu Wenshan has realized what a dilemma is.

"I decided not to sell this painting to you. The bet will be invalid. Is there any objection?" Chen Wei said.

This kid is not as bad as he imagined, and he even knows to give himself a way out.

Liu Wenshan was convinced and shook his head lightly and said, "No objection, no objection."

After he left, Chen Wei asked Li Laigen, "I want to auction this painting, can I?"

"Of course." Li Laigen nodded.

"Okay." Chen Wei wrote down his name and handed it over to Li Laigen.

Li Laigen took the conversation and confirmed: "What do you think is the starting price of this painting appropriate?"
Chapter completed!