The richest man in the world: the start of the game fooled his son and smashed a luxury car

Chapter 34 Get a scratch-off, scratch out 888 billion!
crazy,

Really crazy.

Even if this "Mountains, Rivers and Sunset" is an authentic work by Tang Bohu, it is not worth 50 billion at all.

All the guests couldn't figure out what Mr. Lin in Box No. [-] wanted to do.

"Mr. Lin, it's a shame to buy a painting by Tang Bohu for 50 billion yuan!" Cheng Wenrui persuaded.

Although it wasn't costing his money, Cheng Wenrui also felt distressed.

"I have no idea about money, nor am I interested. As long as my son likes it, this painting by Tang Bohu is worth 50 billion." Lin He said concisely.

No matter how much this painting is worth, as long as my son likes it, I will buy it for 100 billion.

"Mr. Lin, I'm convinced." Luo Xu said helplessly.

Not to mention whether there is so much money.

Even if he successfully bought it back, it would be nice not to be slaughtered as a domestic pig, not to mention flattering the old man to take the position of head of the Luo family.

Yang Luofu sat in the box and didn't speak any more.

"Young Master Yang, don't you want to help Young Master Luo?" The woman squatted beside her, peeling the fruit.

"Help? How can I help? It would be nice if I could come up with a few hundred million." Yang Luofu sneered and said, "As for Luo Xu, he is just a waste who likes to play tricks. Can he come up with a hundred million?"

"Then you still..." The woman was surprised, and stopped in time.

What she wants to say is, then you still say to help Luo Shao.

"Spiritually, I really hope that Luo Xu can win." Yang Luofu touched the woman's earlobe with his fingers.

Even if Luo Xu successfully photographed Tang Bohu's "Mountains, Rivers and Sunset", he would not spend a penny.

As for how Luo Xu would end up lighting the sky lanterns without money, that had nothing to do with Yang Luofu.

……

With the finale of Tang Bohu's authentic work being won by Mr. Lin in Box No. [-], this auction is considered to be over.

A painting sold for 50 billion yuan.

Not to mention that the audience who came to participate in this auction had never heard of it, even the organizers had seen it once in a while.

In fact, the highest expectation of the organizer is [-] million for Tang Bohu's original work "Mountains, Rivers and Sunset".

If it can be sold for more than [-] million yuan, it is already worth the money.

50 billion, the organizers made a lot of money.

Everyone felt that Lin He had suffered a blood loss, and only he himself knew that he had made a fortune.

As the auction ended, the system notification sound came as scheduled.

"Ding dong! The host perfectly satisfies his son's desire and gets a scratch*1"

"Scratch: After use, you can scrape 100 billion to 1000 billion (use times: 1)"

Lin He opened the system warehouse and directly chose to use it.

With this scratch-off card, you only make money tonight.

"Ding dong! The scratch music is successfully used, congratulations to the host for scraping 888 billion!"

"Ding dong! More than 888 billion will be transferred to the host's personal account!"

The two prompts made Lin He happy.

Fortunately, luck is okay, 888 billion is a bumper harvest.

"The auction is over, let's go." Lin He got up and said to everyone in the box.

"Mr. Lin, please follow me backstage to pick up your painting." Xiaoya stepped forward and said.

"Okay, let's go." Lin He almost forgot the authentic Tang Bohu that was bought for 50 billion.

The box door opens.

Lin He walked in the front, Xiao Rui and Xiaoya followed from left to right.

The rest of the people followed behind Lin He.

When going downstairs, many guests in the hall did not leave, just to witness the true face of Mr. Lin in the third box.

"Boss Lin is so young, he looks about 30 years old?"

"Why didn't you remember that there was such a number one person in Qingjiang City?"

"Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, three teachings and nine streams, real people don't show their faces."

Many people watched Lin He come down the stairs, and most of them were amazed at his appearance.

Under the leadership of Xiaoya, Lin He and others came to the backstage.

in a separate room.

"Mr. Lin, this is Tang Bohu's original painting "Mountains, Rivers and Sunset" that you took. Please check and accept it."

A staff member, wearing professional white gloves, placed the scrolls and collection boxes on the table.

Lin He stepped forward, picked up the scroll, and threw it directly to his son: "Take it, go home."

"This..." The staff stepped forward and reminded: "Mr. Lin, we have a special collection box that can better preserve ancient relics. If you do this, it is easy to cause irreversible damage to the scroll."

"It's just a painting." Lin He said indifferently.

Just a painting?

This is a painting that you spent 50 billion to take!

With your assignment, the painting should be worth the price even if it wasn't worth it.

The staff stepped aside helplessly. He was rich and powerful, beyond what he could have imagined.

He could only look at Lin Qing holding the "Mountains, Rivers and Sunset Picture" hesitantly, touching here and there to see.

Lin He waved his hand.

Xiao Rui stepped forward and obeyed Lin He's instructions.

Soon, Xiao Rui took a check and handed it to Xiaoya: "This is a tip from Mr. Lin. You have worked hard tonight."

One, ten, one hundred, thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand...

One hundred thousand? !
Xiaoya's heart was beating so fast that she tipped a whole hundred thousand!
"Thank you Mr. Lin!"

Xiaoya shouted at Lin He's leaving back.

……

Because of Lin He's status, the staff arranged a VIP passage.

Cheng Wenrui walked another way, he didn't have the cheek to rub this passage.

Unlike the hustle and bustle when we came here, this passage is bright and clean, leading to another exit of the Junshui Conference Hall.

The Rolls-Royce Phantom and the bodyguards had already been waiting, and when they saw the boss coming, someone immediately stepped forward to open the door.

"Mr. Lin, our young lady welcomes you, and I hope you will appreciate it."

Bai Yuanji walked over and said respectfully.

"Your eldest lady?" Lin He was puzzled.

"Yes." Bai Yuanji pointed to the Maybach parked on the other side: "Our young lady is waiting."

"Not interested." Lin He just glanced, then looked away.

"This..." Bai Yuanji didn't expect Lin He to refuse so simply.

Who is Bai Yuanji?
It is the supervisor of this auction.

He represents the sponsor, and no one knows that the sponsor of this auction is powerful.

Bai Yuanji wanted to address someone as "Miss", but if it was someone else, he would have immediately nodded in agreement.

The doors of the Maybach opened.

A young girl got out of the car, brushed her hair casually, and then walked towards the door with a pace that no century-old wealthy family could not get out of.

"Mr. Lin, it's still early, why don't we have a meal together?" The girl's voice was pleasant, and she looked at Lin He with eyes like spring in March and April and autumn in September.

That elegant and delicate face carried a bit of anger, making it hard to refuse.

Even Lin He has to praise it, it's so beautiful!

Lin He asked himself that he had seen many beauties, such as Wang Yuyan from Taolin Community, Xiaoya from the box tonight, and Yan Shujing beside him.

But compared to the girl in front of him whom Bai Yuanji called the eldest lady, to put it bluntly, she was far behind.

(End of this chapter)