Huo Shao's wrongly married sweet wife

The auction officially started, and a variety of auction items were carried up. Many people on the first floor were raising and shouting the price, which was very intense.

Ning Qian was sitting in the private room, showing no intention of making a move. People in other private rooms on the second floor seemed to be watching as well.

"Young madam, don't you like these things more? Mr. Huo said that the Huo family will bear all the expenses."

She shook her head, she didn't have any idea about these luxuries, they were just things outside her body.

This kind of thing that life does not bring and death cannot take away is of no use to come.

"Next, we will auction an oil painting. This oil painting was painted by a cutting-edge oil painter. The oil painting painted by this artist was collected by an unknown collector. The value of the oil painting is as high as 1000. Ten thousand."

The red cloth was lifted, and a vivid oil painting was immediately displayed in front of everyone.

Ning Qian also became no longer calm, she frowned, staring at the oil painting on the auction table, her face was solemn, and there was a gleam of coldness in her eyes.

Huo Feng thought that Ning Qian finally had an interesting auction item, so he couldn't help but feel a little happy.

"Young Madam, this painting..."

Before she finished speaking, Ning Qian's cold voice came out from her red lips: "This painting is fake."

Huo Feng looked startled, glanced at the staff present in a panic, and whispered in Ning Qian's ear.

"Young Madam, you can't talk nonsense. The items in this auction house have been appraised by experts. How could they be fake?"

You must know that the reason why this auction house can invite so many big figures to participate is that the owner is definitely not a simple person.

There are many people with high status present, but there is no fear in the eyes of these staff members, and their every move is full of indifference.

Ning Qian sneered, folded her arms around her chest, leaned back on the chair, her gaze fell coldly on the oil painting on the stage.

"I drew this picture myself. Do you think I can't tell if it's real or not?"

This painting was painted by herself when she was abroad. At that time, she gave this painting to Ma Guangshou to repay his support for her work.

It should still be in his collection cabinet now. It is impossible for a collector to auction off his collection.

Huo Feng looked at Ning Qian in disbelief, his heart was shocked, his eyes widened in disbelief, he didn't expect Ning Qian to be the creator of this painting.

It's just that if the painting is really fake, why didn't the people at the auction house find out?

At this moment, the audience suddenly shouted: "Is this how your auction house deceives consumers? This painting is clearly fake!"

For a moment, everyone was in an uproar, and the scene suddenly got out of control. Everyone talked and looked at each other.

The host also looked embarrassed, as if he had never encountered such a thing before, but he quickly reacted, smiled again, and his face was calm.

"Sir, you need to pay attention to evidence when you speak. If there is no evidence to disrupt the order of our auction, then we can only invite you out of the auction."

After finishing speaking, his eyes turned to a few burly men in black suits who were not far away. Those burly men nodded in response and walked towards the direction from which the voice came.

Ning Qian followed the voice and saw the familiar figure. She lowered her head and gave a chuckle before getting up and walking towards the window.

"Of course I have evidence. The authentic painting you auctioned is with me, and I know this cutting-edge painter. She will never put this painting on the market for auction."

Ma Guangshou glared angrily at the host on stage, and shouted out of righteous indignation.

Now the surrounding discussions became louder, and the host couldn't make up his mind for a while, so he had to temporarily stabilize everyone's emotions, and ran to the backstage to call the person in charge.

The person in charge of this auction was a young and beautiful woman, and the host respectfully followed her and walked towards Ma Guangshou.

The appearance of the young woman instantly attracted the eyes of many opposite sexes, with greed, lust and fanaticism in their eyes.

As if she had been used to it for a long time, she walked up to Ma Guangshou without changing her face, and asked in a high-pitched voice, "Sir, you say that this painting is fake, do you have evidence?"

Ma Guangshou straightened his waist, straightened his clothes, cleared his throat and replied.

"I know the artist of this painting. She gave this painting to me a long time ago, and it is still in my collection cabinet. How could I sell the painting!"

The young woman sneered, with a smile full of coldness and disdain, and said casually.

"If Mister is just one-sided and can't come up with definite evidence, then I can only drive you out of the auction house."

Indeed, if it's just like this, it really can't prove that the painting is fake.

Ma Guangshou's eyes widened, his brain was running fast, and he shouted hastily.

"I still have evidence. Your painting is rough and not delicate enough. Anyone with a bit of oil painting talent should know that this level is not enough to be auctioned, and it may not be able to sell for ten yuan even if you put it on a street stall!"

The more she said it, the more unreliable she was, the young woman asked the security guards to come over, lifted Ma Guangshou up, and carried him towards the gate.

At this moment, a crisp female voice came from the second floor, "Wait a minute, I can prove that what this gentleman said is indeed true."

The young woman's eyes fell on the direction where the voice came from, her brows were tightly frowned, and there was a trace of impatience in her eyes. You must know that if the boss finds out about this matter, her life will be difficult in the future.

But the status of the people on the second floor is much more prominent than those on the first floor. If it's just me, I'm afraid it's not easy to provoke.

Just listen to it, if there is still no way to produce evidence, then I will also drive them out, even if they start a quarrel, the boss will make the decision for them.

A figure stood by the window, Ning Qian was wearing a mask, so Ma Guangshou didn't recognize her at all, but felt that the voice was somewhat familiar.

"Madam, if you have no way to prove it, I will also invite you out of the auction house. You'd better think it over before you talk."

The young woman reminded her kindly, but Ning Qian just smiled lightly, her clear eyes met the young woman's sight without any fear.

"Thank you for the reminder. Although I don't know if your bank made a mistake or if there are other secrets, this painting is indeed fake. I can't let the people who came to the auction be taken advantage of, let alone your bank. Infamy for selling fakes."