My Little Mom is the Richest

After hearing these words, even Mu Qingcheng, who had the best temper, rolled his eyes, and then gently twisted Mu Qiu's waist with his right hand, but said nothing more.

And Jun Yuelan on the side, watching Mu Qingcheng's movements, knew that what she said was useless, even if she was half-dead with anger, it was useless.

However, they also know that their younger brother has always been a relatively casual character, unable to stand restraint, and has always been as comfortable as possible.

Moreover, Mu Qiu looked at the stage. Ever since he knew about the auction item, Mu Qiu knew that if he waited, he would definitely have a chance to make a move. If he was hungry, why pretend? You can only act when you are full.

While Mu Qiu and the others were talking, the first lot had already been brought out under the stage.

The live broadcast shot came right away, and the actress who provided the lot was a sports star from country M and a world-renowned tennis player.

Although this female star has retired in the tennis world, she also has a considerable reputation, and what she provides is exactly a pair of rackets that she has used for many years.

Soon, the people below began to bid. Each of the guests present had a number plate, and the stars also had a number plate.

The final transaction price does not include those commercial auctions, because this time it is a charity auction, so there is no so-called commission, and all the bidding amount will be used for charity.

Therefore, the final transaction price of this kind of charity auction is often higher than the actual value of the lot, because everyone does not come to charity auctions to make money.

Of course, your things have to be about the same. If your things are too bad, it’s impossible for people to spend millions of dollars to take pictures. That’s a disease.

Of course, businessmen are all interestists, and they all know that what has a price and what has no price, after all, businessmen don't have any, and they are idiots.

a thousand dollars.

two thousand dollars.

three thousand dollars.

Three thousand five hundred dollars.

four thousand dollars.

five thousand dollars.

hammer down.

The first lot was sold very quickly. It was bought by a Japanese businessman as a warm-up. The people below seemed not very interested in the first lot, but the transaction price still exceeded the value of the tennis racket itself.

the second.

The third.

the fourth.

Lot after lot.

Mu Qingcheng's ink painting is the fifth to appear.

It's not that there are no knowledgeable people present, even people from country R or Korea, even people from country M and country Y, there are people who specialize in playing this game.

You must know that many things like calligraphy and painting are interlinked, and there is no national boundary, so when someone sees it, they will show a speechless expression.

Everyone knows that the level of this painting, even if the person who painted it is Mu Qingcheng, but everyone knows the price of this kind of thing!

A businessman from Country R shook his head.

A businessman from country M is also helpless

A country F businesswoman smiled and said nothing.

What is this?

There is no entry level!

China is a big country of painting and calligraphy, is this level?

However, everyone still knows about Mu Qingcheng's name. As a goddess-level existence in the world, many young people still like her very much.

Therefore, these young people still put it up for auction. It can be said that this is commonly known as, a thousand dollars buys a beautiful woman to smile, of course, if they know.

If the goddess has been turned into a woman by some scum, it can be said that tonight, the number of people blowing on the roof will not be lower than the number of people who lost in the World Cup!

Of course, no one knew about it. After that, this ink painting was still sold for 10,000 US dollars. It seemed that he was a fan of Mu Qingcheng and a rich man in country M.

Seeing this scene, Mu Qingcheng sat there, covered her mouth, smiled softly, and said with a casual smile: "I thought I could make tens of thousands of dollars."

Hearing these words, Jun Yuelan also smiled, and then said: "Are you thinking too much? This is the strength of the fans, otherwise, it is possible for the brat to take action."

Hearing these words, Mu Qingcheng glanced at her cousin speechlessly, smacked her lips, and then said helplessly: "Is the painting really not good?"

Jun Riyue couldn't bear her daughter's sadness, then thought about it, and commented with a smile: "It's okay."

Mu Qingcheng glanced at Mu Qiu, who was sitting there eating, and asked with a smile, "What do you think, brat?"

Mu Qiu gritted her teeth, looked at her sister's eyes, and then said helplessly, "I think it's okay, they should be ignorant."

When Mu Qingcheng heard these words, she smiled in satisfaction, then looked at Jun Yuelan, and said with a sigh: "Look, it's my brother who knows the goods. It's not that I'm not good enough, it's because they don't know the goods."

Mu Qiu almost laughed out loud. He felt helpless towards his older sister. Although her older sister was a goddess, she should take a good rest in calligraphy and painting.

You don't even have an entry-level level, what a fart! I said this, but I was afraid, my sister would not let me go to bed at night, so I had no choice but to say it.

If it was someone else, Mu Qiu would definitely tell him seriously, "This broken painting? You'd better practice it, I won't buy it for ten yuan! If you give it to me, I think it's too bad!". ,,.