Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Tang Yu on the stage had been faint, he stepped aside, his eyes fell on Pei Qiqi's face.

He wanted to give her this painting, but he had no chance.

Today's result must be delivered to her.

Pei Qiqi was swept by his gaze, her complexion was even worse than that of Shen Lian.

How could she not see that this is Xiacheng Apartment, and that girl is herself.

What does Tang Yu mean?

But she soon learned...Shen Lian gritted her teeth and raised the sign, a small flame was burning all over her body, like... a Saint Seiya.

Those present thought that Shen Lian was in the painting.

Although I knew that Mr. Shen finally arrived, he still held up the venue and raised a sign to join in the fun.

For a painting, twelve million was born, and no one would compete with Shen Lian anymore.

Quietly lowered his head and looked at his lover: "Do you want me to shoot?"

Pei Qiqi looked at Lao Kan...'s body, and said quietly, "Master, for your kidney, let's forget it!"

It's just a painting, she doesn't care much.

The old kan said nothing more!

Su Mo was a little disappointed after seeing the ending so quickly...

It's just a pity that this picture is!

Shen Lian's eyes were triumphant, she stepped onto the stage and was about to get the painting——

There was a quiet voice from the audience: "Wait a minute!"

Su Mo's dead heart came back to life again, and cheered up, "Ms. Qin also wants this painting?"

Qin Anlan also walked to the stage and stood on either side of Su Mo from Tang Yu.

Su Mo's heart is quicker again, Qin Anlan's appearance is at the same level as Tang Yu, and he is even more a master of slapstick women.

Qin Anlan smiled slightly, walked to the picture, looked at it, and then set his gaze on Shen Lian: "Unfortunately, I just happened to see this picture just like Mr. Shen."

The smile on Shen Lian's face was about to break, and her face was very gloomy: "But this painting was donated by Tang Yu."

"With this rule, do you have to take a picture of Mr. Shen?" He turned his head and looked at Su Mo, "Ms. Su, I don't understand the rules here. You can explain it."

Su Mo saw that Shen Lian was not pleasing to his eyes, so he was very happy to answer Qin Anlan's question: "Mr Qin, there is no stipulation, except Mr. Tang himself, the other people, the higher the price."

Qin Anlan nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Shen Lian: "Then President Shen, 15 million, do you want to continue to follow?"

Shen Lian raised her chin... Qin Anlan turned her head for the bitch.

"Of course." She was expressionless: "Twenty million."

Qin Anlan's face seemed to be smiling but not smiling. His slender and gentle fingers touched the painting, his expression was gentle at that moment, "Such a painting is worth it."

Looking back, smiling: "50 million."

Shen Lian gritted his teeth: "Sixty million."

"One hundred million." Qin Anlan didn't blink his eyes.

Shen Lian was really angry, Qin Anlan, this lunatic!

Just because of a **** against yourself!

She wanted to call down again, but she hadn't settled down in Jintaihe because Chen Zhongshan was not dead. If she spends money like this, the old men on the board will not let her go.

So, no matter how unwilling she was, she gave up.

Su Mo couldn't close her legs with a smile, and came to Qin Anlan's curvaceous posture, and put the microphone on his lips, with a gentle voice: "We, Mr. Qin, are really loving to the children in the mountains. I thank Mr. Qin for them.

Qin Anlan smiled lightly, "Not as caring as Mr. Tang, after all, what Mr. Tang donated is the love of his life."