"80,000!"

Someone called out a new price.△

In fact, objectively speaking, the price is already very good.

It's not about the problem with the painting itself.

Everyone can see the perfection of the Eight Dragon Picture.

But the biggest reason is: Lei Huanxi has no fame!

In this industry, fame is still the most important.

For example, the dragon that Bai Houchun just drew can easily exceed 300,000.

Because his fame is.

But what about Lei Huanxi? Not many people even knew who he was an hour ago.

The price will naturally not be able to go up.

Unless you are optimistic about his potential and want to buy it back and collect it, wait for Lei Huanxi's fame to be released, and then you will take action when the price of the work soars.

But this also takes a lot of risks.

So when the bid reaches 100,000, no one bids anymore.

"120,000." Ouyang Chi quoted a new price.

As a gallery owner, Ouyang Chi has been immersed in this industry for so long, and fully understands the future of this painting.

It will definitely appreciate, it will definitely.

It is good to be able to sell for 120,000 yuan for the first work of a newcomer, and few people can achieve this result.

But the problem is that Bai Houchun's Yunzhonglong will be auctioned soon. Although it is difficult to surpass Bai Houchun's highest auction result of 300,000 yuan under the suppression of Lei Huanxi's Eight Dragon Picture, it is still no problem for Bai Houchun to have more than 200,000 yuan.

In this way, although the cloud dragon and the Eight Dragon Picture are far different in the artistic realm, the price can steadily suppress the Eight Dragon Picture.

Lei Huanxi means that even if he wins, he will lose.

Anne was absolutely unwilling to give up and was about to offer a new price when someone suddenly spoke:

"500,000, I want this Eight Dragon Picture!"

With a "wow", the gallery exploded.

The price of 500,000 is not a small amount.

Although paintings are of high value and can often be auctioned at a sky-high price, it refers to the works of real master-level characters.

Even Bai Houchun, although she is quite famous, is still very different from a real master. The price of a work of 300,000 yuan is more artificially promoted.

And Lei Huanxi, a novice who has no fame or any works before, has anyone paid 500,000 to buy his Eight Dragon Picture?

"Brother Jun?" Lei Huanxi almost blurted out.

He actually met He Jianjun and Sister Yan here.

He Jianjun was still wearing the glasses, and he was gentle and gentle: "500,000, I want this Eight Dragon Picture."

Then, he smiled slightly at Lei Huanxi.

"Mr. He, you are here too." Ouyang Chi obviously knew He Jianjun: "Are you really going to pay 500,000?"

He Jianjun nodded.

"I must remind you." Ouyang Chi is a very professional boss: "From the painting itself, the Eight Dragon Pictures are perfect. They are a rare fine product in the past ten years and have great appreciation potential. But risks also exist. Mr. Lei Huanxi, the creator of the painting, is not a painter, and he has no reputation in the calligraphy and painting world, so his painting value may not increase but decrease. I must remind you of these risks."

"I know." He Jianjun said with a smile: "Some big-name actors were not interested in acting before, but they just stepped into this circle by chance. Then they became famous in one fell swoop. If an agency has a keen eye and signs her first, they will naturally make a fortune. I am adhering to this principle now."

After saying that, he looked at Bai Houchun: "Although Mr. Bai Houchun is very famous in the calligraphy and painting world, the reason why his paintings are so valuable is more of a human factor, and in my eyes, it is not worth a penny. So I would rather invest 500,000 yuan in Mr. Lei Huanxi's paintings than spend a penny to buy Mr. Bai Houchun's paintings."

He actually gave Bai Houchun no face in public. He directly attacked him by name.

There was an uproar in the gallery. Even if you look down on Bai Houchun, you will be more gentle.

But when Bai Houchun heard these words, although her face turned red, she didn't dare to refute a word.

Jiang Bin is young and energetic. He is used to being arrogant. Although he has been defeated many times, he has never had a memory. In addition, Bai Houchun is his uncle, so he stubbornly said, "What qualifications do you have to evaluate Mr. Bai's paintings?"

"The old dog didn't bark, the puppy came out first?" He Jianjun seemed to be deliberately coming to find trouble with the Jiang family today: "What about Bai Houchun's painting? I think it's dirty for me as straw paper."

Jiang Bin was about to jump up.

My father had repeatedly warned himself not to offend He Jianjun.

But now that people are bullying themselves, if they don’t fight back, what status does the Jiang family have?

"What are you?" Jiang Bin cursed: "Believe it or not, I'll ask someone to slap you in the face now!"

Sister Yan smiled and let go of her hand holding her husband.

He Jianjun also smiled, not seeming to care at all.

He came to the painting of the dragon in the clouds and looked at it for a while, very carefully.

Suddenly, he picked up the ink cartridge and poured all the paint on the painting.

Amid the exclamation, a good dragon in the cloud was destroyed.

Seeing that his painting was destroyed, Bai Houchun was not angry, but quietly took a step back.

"You bastard!" Jiang Bin cursed.

"Bang!"

"ah!"

In the screams, Jiang Bin squatted on the ground with his head covering his head, and blood flowed out from the cracks of his fingers.

He Jianjun put down the blood-stained ink cartridge and pulled Jiang Bin from the ground: "Don't Jiang Shengli know how to teach his son what politeness is? I'll teach him for him when I have a fight with his friend."

Right and wrong, in the eyes of everyone in the gallery, He Jianjun slapped Jiang Bin more than a dozen times in the face.

As soon as he let go, Jiang Bin, who was beaten like a pig's head, fell to the ground.

"Weisen." Xu Yanyan helped Jiang Bin up with heartache.

"I'm so sorry, Manager Ouyang, I'm rude." He Jianjun wiped his hands with the destroyed Yun Zhonglong.

Ouyang Chi smiled and said nothing.

He Jianjun's eyes fell on Bai Houchun: "I always remind myself to control my temper, but I can't do it. I've hit someone. Do you need to call the police for your nephew?"

"No, no, no." Bai Houchun said in a panic: "Let's leave now, we will leave now."

Jiang Bin, who was blushing and swollen, glared at He Jianjun fiercely.

He Jianjun knew what he was thinking: "My name is He Jianjun. I like reading, especially what kind of etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame are. Go back and tell you that I hit you."

"Let's go. Let's go." Bai Houchun seemed very scared of He Jianjun, so he pulled his nephew and escaped from the gallery in a panic.

A small storm just passed like this.

He Jianjun transferred 500,000 yuan on the spot and purchased the Eight Dragon Picture.

Although our brother Huanxi felt distressed, he still bit the bullet and announced that he would donate the proceeds of the auction to Yundong Art Center.

Bai Houchun has done this and does not show his attitude. Doesn’t that mean that he is not even as good as Bai Houchun?

"Thank you, Mr. Xiao Lei." He Yanrong walked over and said.

"Thank me?"

"Yes, I am also from Yundong Art Center. Our funds are relatively tight. With your donation, the teaching conditions can be greatly improved."

Ah, so that's it.

If I had known I would have given you the 500,000 directly.

A beautiful woman can’t buy a thousand gold coins.

Our Brother Huanxi was falling into Feifei, and his waist hurt. Annie pinched him hard.

Let you show off, let you show off.

You are so stinky and you don’t tell me how to draw. This makes me worry just now.

Hum. Can a painting be sold for 500,000?

Go back and ask Brother Huanxi to draw 100 copies, that's how much!

Annie also thought too much. There are special reasons for creating the Eight Dragon Picture.

Now let Brother Huanxi draw one, at most he can draw a Malay that looks particularly like a mouse.

"Rongrong, we also have your paintings..." He Jianjun suddenly turned his face to He Yanrong.

He Yanrong, who was smiling just now, suddenly became gloomy with her face: "No need, Mr. He, my painting has been given to this Mr. Lei Huanxi."

After saying that, he was too lazy to even pay attention to He Jianjun, so he only handed Lei Huanxi a business card: "Mr. Xiao Lei, I hope you can go to our art center to have time in the future."

"I can do it, I can do it." Lei Huanxi took the business card and watched He Yanrong walk out of the gallery. Then he asked, "Brother Jun, what is the relationship between He Yanrong and you?"
To be continued...