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The security guards in blue uniforms and the management staff in black suits were angrily scolding Xia Qiuxue.
The voice was sharp and fierce, "You two are so brave. Do you know whose work this painting is? Even if it makes you bankrupt, you can't afford it!"
There is no signature on this painting, and the label below only contains the name of the painting "Cursing Water". The author's column is actually replaced by the letter "m".
Xia Qiuxue was stunned for a moment after being yelled at, and she looked up at Xia Yuwan at a loss.
¡°Sister, please save me quickly, I didn¡¯t mean it.¡±
At this moment, she actually remembered to call her sister.
Xia Yuwan stood aside with her arms folded and sneered, "I said, my mother only gave birth to me. Your mother's name is Huang Guoyue, you'd better ask her to help you."
Hearing this, Xia Qiuxue's tears flowed even more violently, and she looked at Xia Yuwan with a pair of apricot eyes aggrievedly.
"Sister, you can't ignore me, I am your sister."
younger sister?
She is so thick-skinned that she can use a ruler to measure her.
Xia Yuwan pursed her red lips lightly, walked up to Xia Qiuxue with a graceful step, and looked at her with a stern look.
The sarcastic laughter was clear and sweet, making the latter's scalp tingle.
"You are thinking of calling me sister now? Someone just said that he wanted to stay away from me because he was afraid of being embarrassed by being with me, wasn't he?"
"Xia Qiuxue, I hold a grudge very much!"
Everyone present invariably focused their attention on Xia Yuwan. It was their first time to see such a beautiful woman, and they all looked at her with bated breath.
The old man looked at the ruined landscape painting, and the smile on his face instantly disappeared, becoming gloomy.
The manager in charge of this exhibition hall saw the old man behind Xia Yuwan at a glance, and was even more horrified.
Cold sweat broke out all over his body, and big droplets of sweat were about to fall from his forehead. His lips moved and he shouted two words silently.
"Huh?" The old man's sharp gaze pierced his heart like a cold blade, and it was also a warning.
The showroom manager shut up.
There was a feeling of anxiety in my heart. There was a problem in his jurisdiction, and it was the most important one.
Dead! I'm dead, and I don't know if I can keep this job.
As a result, he became even more disgusted with Xia Qiuxue and said angrily: "The rules for entering the venue clearly stated that you are not allowed to reach out. You two not only broke the rules but also damaged the scroll. Let's just tell you what to do. ?¡±
If this scroll were to be auctioned, it would probably be priceless.
And the owner of the painting also pointed out that this scroll is not for sale, he just takes it out for everyone to appreciate, and the beauty is shared.
Who would have thought that such an accident would happen?
Ji Yanhan made a call to her elder brother Ji Ze, who was talking to a distinguished guest. When he heard about this, his mood suddenly dropped to the bottom.
With a handsome face, he told Su Yumo to stay here to entertain customers while he went out to take a look.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Be right back.
When Ji Ze came, Ji Yanhan seemed to have found a backbone and threw herself into his arms with tears streaming down her face.
"Brother, brother, I was wrong, please help me."
"What's the matter?"
He asked coldly, the blame in his eyes made Ji Yanhan look guilty.
She cried and stammered as she explained: "Just nowjust now, Xiaoxue and I were looking at the painting together, and I don't know who bumped into us from behind."
"Then I accidentally bumped into Xiaoxue. She fell on the scroll and scratched the picture with her nails."
Who hit it?
The hall was crowded with people, and there was more than one person standing behind her. Ji Yanhan didn't know who bumped into her.
At this moment, in order to evade responsibility, she pointed at Xia Yuwan aside.
Choking with sobs, she shouted, "It's her! She hit me. She deliberately framed me and Xiaoxue!"
Everyone¡¯s eyes followed the direction of Ji Yanhan¡¯s finger and focused on Xia Yuwan¡¯s face.
Xia Qiuxue got the hint and immediately squeezed out two tears, "Sister, I know you don't like me as a sister, but you can't frame me like this."
The way the two of them sang together confirmed Xia Yuwan's "crime".
MingShe could feel the changes in the way people around her looked at her, and some people were whispering beside her.
"Everything is saying that Xia Yuwan is cruel and ruthless, and people should not be judged by their appearance"
This shameless state of making something out of nothing and raking it over was really an eye-opener for the old man.
How come today¡¯s young people have become like this?
The original owner Xia Yuwan didn't do anything. Instead, he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, "That's nonsense! It's just nonsense. I'm really angry to death."
Seeing this, the exhibition hall manager quickly asked someone to bring a glass of warm water to the old man, and said respectfully: "Old man, please don't be angry yet."
Xia Yuwan saw this scene in her eyes and couldn't help but wonder who the old man was?
How could he make the exhibition hall management staff treat him so respectfully?
"This little girl has been with me just now, how could I push her two people."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Qiuxue snorted contemptuously and retorted: "Who can guarantee that you are telling the truth? Xia Yuwan and you are strangers, and why are you standing with an old man like you?"
The old man really didn¡¯t know her identity. Now after listening to Xia Qiuxue¡¯s words, he knew that her name was Xia Yuwan.
"Yes, I don't know her identity, but I can guarantee that what I told is the truth."
The exhibition hall manager also realized that the two people were lying about this matter and Miss Xia Yuwan¡¯s facial features.
I became more and more disgusted with the two of them.
"That's enough. You two don't have to shirk your responsibility anymore. No matter what, it was you who destroyed this painting. So be it, eight million!"
Eight million was already the price he paid for one side of the Internet since the two of them were young.
Otherwise, according to the value of this painting, it will start at least 10 million.
Hearing this, Ji Yanhan and the others were dumbfounded, and their sharp screams almost lifted the roof of the exhibition hall.
"How much did you say? Eighteight million? Why don't you go and grab it!" Xia Qiuxue stretched out a trembling hand and made an eight sign, her almond-shaped eyes wide.
???????? People who know how to do this don¡¯t like to hear this.
"You two are ignorant, but this painting is authentically passed down by a famous artist. Looking at the thick ink of the mussels, the movement of the mountain peaks, and the expressions of the flowers and plants, it can be seen that it was made by everyone."
"Previously, Mr. Qi sold a painting for 100 million, and this painting's 8 million is considered a guaranteed price."
The exhibition hall manager said with a dark face, and the people around him nodded.
Ji Ze¡¯s face doesn¡¯t look good either. It¡¯s difficult for him to deliver goods when there are many people, and he can¡¯t create an irresponsible image.
"Otherwise, you will become the laughing stock of the entire City A tomorrow.
"But these eight million have cost his entire Ji family, and he is unwilling to do so.
He couldn't help but look at Xia Yuwan. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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