Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

"The next lot No. 021 is a work created by Mr. Picasso - "Marx's Thoughts""

In the auction house with a warm atmosphere, Xin Yao sat in the seat with her hands in her chest and a calm face, staring faintly at the top auctioneer on the stage doing her best to liven up the atmosphere, and her whole body was filled with the temperament of not being able to enter the stranger.

On the stage, under the command of the auctioneer wearing white gloves, a group of staff stood in a row in front of the stage with appraisal reports given by various appraisal agencies.

"The following are the appraisal opinions jointly given by six pigment mineral content appraisal institutions and twelve international art authoritative institutions, and the appraisal results are not objected!

I think no one here is unclear about Mr. Picasso’s artistic achievements!

The first painter in history to see his work being collected in the Louvre;

In December 1999, he was elected as the top ten greatest painters of the 20th century with a high vote of 40%.

His painting "The Woman of Algiers" was sold in 2015 for a sky-high price of US$179 million!

Mr. Picasso's life was a brilliant life, and the works sold in this auction are most likely his most brilliant works!

We all know that Mr. Picasso is a Communist Party member in France, and this painting "Marx's Thoughts" has dense composition and displays cubism, perspective and intense colors. It can definitely be regarded as a milestone work created by Mr. Picasso.

The starting price of this work is 12 million US dollars, with an increase of no less than 100,000 US dollars each time. Now... start to respond!"

"Two million!"

"One,2,100,000!"

"Twenty million!"

"Twenty million, twenty million, everyone, there are still higher ones..."

At the auction seat, Xin Yao lowered her head, held her cell phone in her hand, and scratched something back and forth. Beside her, two legal department staff members clenched their fists and watched all this excitedly.

"…Assistant Xin, Assistant Xin, it's 20 million, it's 20 million!"

"Two one million!"

"...It's increased again, 21 million!!! Sister Xin, 21 million!"

On the side, seeing his colleague's excitement, Xin Yao couldn't help rolling her eyes, lowered her head and took out a pair of headphones from her bag, stuffed them into her ears, turned on the music player, found a song, and started playing it.

‘…The scattered moonlight passed through the clouds, hid from the crowd, and spread into the scales of the sea…’

"Thirty million!"

"Thirty million, thirty million, who else will continue to bid..."

"...50 million, Sister Xin! Sister Xin, Five thousand...ah! Sixty million..."

‘…The waves wet the white skirt and try to push you back…The waves clean the blood, and the delusions to warm you…’

"Seventy-one million..."

"Seventy-two million..."

"Eighty million..."

"Ah, Sister Xin..."

‘…You said people’s ashes should be scattered into the sea. You asked me where I would go after death, if anyone loves you, and if the world can stop abandoning you…’

"One Sixty million! One Sixty million!

Let us see if you are lucky enough to witness the moment when Mr. Picasso's works break his auction record together!

One hundred and sixty million!

One hundred and sixty-one and five hundred million!

One hundred and seventy million!!!”

‘…I always like to smile at cold and weak people. People on the shore have nothing to do with their faces. There is no nostalgia in the world, everything is scattered into smoke…’

On the stage, the auctioneer shouted hysterically, and the bun on his forehead was soaked in strands of sweat, which looked very funny and humorous.

In the audience, Xin Yao closed her eyes lightly, her whole body was trapped in the soft sofa, and the desolate and gloomy music echoed in her ears, which was the best portrayal of her mood at this time.

She broke up in love... although it seemed that she had never started...

But she was always in the mood of "being snatched her boyfriend by a mistress" and could not let go for a long time...

Every woman has a unique and outstanding talent in tracing whether her boyfriend or husband cheats, and Xin Yao is no exception.

The moment Li Mengyuan's expression showed a strange look, she realized that she was being green...

‘It was clearly me who came first…’ Xin Yao thought so.

But, what's the use?

Guo Yuting thought so at the beginning. Isn’t she married someone else now?

If I hadn't been reluctant to give up on my current position, I would probably have all my children!

But...what is it useful...

"Two million! The deal is completed!!! Congratulations to this gentleman, who has owned Mr. Picasso's most outstanding work, and congratulations to everyone, for witnessing this miracle day!

I announce that this special auction of painting art will end here!!!”

‘…It’s too late, it’s too late, you obviously hate suffocation…’

...

"Hello?"

"Hey, Wang Xuebin, when did you come back? When you slept, my sister disappeared. Why? Is my sister that scary?"

A cute and silly voice came from the receiver in a tough tone, and Wang Xuebin's mouth twitched.

"...Didn't I tell you all? I have something to do in the capital, and I have to stay for another two days before I can go back?"

"...I'll stay for two days, two days and two days, you've been there for more than a month!

Sister, I’m waiting for your plan every day, and I can’t wait to die. Until now, I don’t know our next plan. Can you rely on some plan?"

On the end of the phone, Wang Xuebin sighed helplessly.

"...I don't want to... I can't help, state secrets, do you understand?

Our next move is to subvert the entire commercial market environment. At least we have to give the country some time to prepare, right?

Economic turmoil will inevitably cause political turmoil. The current international situation is already tense. If you are not fully prepared, the sudden impact can overturn the whole world!”

"...Haha, just you, let's over me first, let's talk about it, I'll wash it and wait for you!"

"...No, let's talk about the serious matters, why are you driving in the car..."

"...Haha, for me, this is also a serious matter! Okay, I won't talk nonsense with you anymore. If I don't come back, I will cuckold you! I'll be hung up!"

‘Dudu…’

Listening to the busy sound on the other end of the phone, Wang Xuebin's brow twisted into a ball, biting his lower lip, making a sound of tsk in his mouth, leaning against the sofa, feeling particularly speechless.

"Huh~"

I let out a long breath, picked up my phone, pressed a random string of garbled codes, and dialed it out. In an instant, a pretty voice sounded from my heart.

"Brother Xuebin, why are you looking for Xiaoyu?"

"...When will the research and judgment results of the think tank come out? We have been holding it in here for a month, and they haven't gotten the results yet?"

"...It's almost done! It's now in execution. At the latest, it's time to wait until tomorrow, everything will be settled!

By that time, Brother Xuebin, you can completely enjoy life..."

"…Haha…enjoy life? I hope…"