The lady was so angry that she went crazy. Before she could refute, Zhu Rong Rong had already pointed at the second person and said, "You said I'm ugly, right? Could you please remove the three-inch thick foundation from your face and let us stand on the stage for everyone to vote on who is prettier? So here's the question, do you dare, Auntie? "

Zhu Rong Rong continued to point at the third woman and said with a smile: "You said that Four Young Masters is only playing with me, right? You don't even have the chance to be played, Big Sis! "Tsk tsk, how pitiful."

Seeing that, the other girls who were preparing to attack Zhu Rong Rong finally realized how powerful she was, and were all tongue-tied, unable to say a word.

Zhu Rong Rong had her arms crossed as she stared leisurely at the group of women, who were also staring at her with hostility.

At this moment, Xie Ya Si walked over, and she affectionately put her hand on Zhu Rong Rong's shoulder, as she smiled and said: "Rong Rong, actually, they are all good people, and do not have any ill intentions. This is only a way for them to express their affection, and you will understand after you come into contact with them for a long time."

"Is that so? So scolding people was just an expression of affection? "Then can I …" As Zhu Rong Rong said till this point, he immediately realized that although Xie Ya Si seemed to be He Ding Xian's secretary on the surface, she was actually his lover, a person that she could not afford to offend.

If he offended her, if He Ding Xian did not pay her wages, who would she go and cry at?

She immediately changed her tone and said smilingly, "Miss Xie, you're so beautiful, you're absolutely right!"

Xie Ya Si smiled elegantly and said to her: "Sit down and wait for Four Young Masters to return."

"Alright." "Yes," she said, sitting down beside him.

Xie Ya Si then said to the group of women: "You guys, stop bullying my face, or else I won't be happy."

Those women seemed to be afraid of Xie Ya Si, but after hearing her words, they all left in agreement.

Xie Ya Si also sat down beside Zhu Rong Rong.

Not long after, the music stopped and the star host, Xie Kexin, walked back onto the stage. She smiled and said, "Everyone, please take your seats.

Everyone in the hall clapped again, but the applause was still sparse and not enthusiastic.

Xie Kexin's face revealed a bright smile. He looked at the list in his hand exaggeratedly and shouted, "Wah! I don't think you can even dream about what we are auctioning this time! This time, we are auctioning Ling Shao Qi's oil painting "Heaven of the Hyacinth"! "

As soon as she finished speaking, the scattered applause immediately became heated, and some people even cried out in alarm.

She could not help but ask Xie Ya Si: "Miss Xie, is' Heaven of the Hyacinth 'a very famous oil painting? Why does everyone seem to like it? "

"So that's how it is!" Zhu Rong Rong nodded strongly, and continued to ask after nodding, "So many people are captivated by his paintings?"

These are just some of the reasons why. Other than that, after so many years, he only drew a total of three paintings, but they were sold at sky-high prices for their vitality. However, he bought the other two paintings.

Xie Ya Si lamented.

Zhu Rong Rong disapprovingly curled her lips and said: "So that's the case, if I knew that painting was so profitable, I would have learned to paint a long time ago. Now, I might have already become rich and become a millionaire, why would I need to spend tens of thousands of dollars to be taken over and hired by an old Dashu like you?"

Xie Ya Si looked at her and for a moment, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

The host, Xie Kexin, continued to chatter on the stage. After she introduced the representative meaning of , she shouted out loud, "Alright, now our charity auction has begun. The Mrs. Ning will pay all the money we get to the charity auction, and the Red Cross will definitely not keep a single cent."

Her gaze swept across everyone's faces and continued to speak: "This《 Heaven of the Hyacinth》 from Ling Shao Qi starts at one million. Now, we would like to ask our staff to send the painting up onto the stage. Everyone else can start bidding."

As the staff member went to get the painting, the people in the audience began to discuss with each other.

"Yeah, it's Ling Shao Qi's painting after all, so it's very valuable. Its potential to increase in the future is limitless, I'm willing to pay fifteen million."

"What are you guys thinking? I don't intend to give the painting to anyone else. I'll pay 20 million."

… ….

Zhu Rong Rong heard them talking nonstop and raised her eyebrows. He felt that they were all crazy.

It was just a painting, was it inlaid with gold? Seriously, it was easily worth tens of millions. Rich people were truly too mediocre.

Just that, how much would the Dashu pay?

And the Dashu? Zhu Rong Rong looked around, saw that He Ding Xian had not come back yet, and continued to sit in his original position and wait obediently.

Xie Ya Si gave her a cup of cola as she said smilingly, "Have a cup of something. Seeing how bored you are waiting for me, this type of cola is imported from overseas and its price is one hundred times higher than normal cola."

"Is that so? And there's such an expensive cola. " Zhu Rong Rong replied indifferently as she received the cola. She took a sip and didn't feel anything special about it.

At that moment, as the staff carried the painting past her, it seemed that the shoelace had opened and they bent down to tie it.

Then, he suddenly touched Zhu Rong Rong's arm with his elbow.

The cola cup in Zhu Rong Rong's hand fell and all the cola that had just drank from it spilled out.

"My expensive Coke." Zhu Rong Rong said pitifully.

"My painting!" The staff member cried out involuntarily.