Chapter 270

One billion yen!

Converted into RMB, that is more than 60 million!

Some viewers who can understand Japanese were all surprised!

In the corridor on the second floor of the machiya, some rich and famous people who were going to bid millions of dollars to buy paintings were also afraid to speak.

"Miss Amamiya!!?"

suddenly!

Ryujiro Oda, who was on the judging panel, was shocked, and ran to Mizumai Amamiya as fast as he could!

"Rain...Miss Yugong!"

"Why are you here?"

"Just finished dealing with the consortium, come and take a look."

Yugong Shuiwu said lightly.

"Amiya Mizudance!?"

"That……"

"Isn't that the chairman of the Sakurai consortium, one of the six major consortiums in Japan?!"

"Hiss! You are the president at such a young age?"

"No wonder you're so rich!"

"100 million yen is to her. It's like 10,000 yen!"

"It's so beautiful, I don't know what kind of man can conquer this kind of queen!"

Many Japanese men. Looking at Yugong Shuiwu with fiery eyes, there is faint hala from the corner of his mouth!

Facing Yugong Mizuwu's warm inquiry, Su Chen only held out three fingers!

"300 million yen."

"Not even a dime less."

The voice just fell!

Oda Ryujiro's expression changed drastically, and he gave Su Chen a hard look!

"You kid is crazy!?"

"Do you know who Miss Yugong is?!"

"How dare you ask for 300 million, I see you..."

He hadn't finished speaking--

"shut up!!"

Yugong Shuiwu became angry for no reason, her fierce eyes scolded coldly. "What are you! I'm talking to this gentleman, and you dare to intervene?! Don't you want to be your vice president!?"

A bloody scolding!

Hearing this, Su Chen wanted to laugh a little!

The chairman of the six major chaebols in Japan is really awesome!

The vice-president of a mere Chidori Painting Academy, this Umiya Shuiwu can basically say a word, so he doesn't have to hang out in the Japanese painting circle.

Because the six chaebols basically control the lifeline of Dongying country's society, and even certain figures in the political arena are cultivated by them as a convenient tool for making money.

That's right, the world's top chaebols are just like that!

"Yes... I'm sorry!!"

"Miss Amamiya!!"

Oda Ryujiro was frightened half to death, he didn't expect Amamiya Mizumai to get so angry suddenly, could it be that menopause is early?

"No...sorry!"

"Sir, I lost my temper."

Yugong Shuiwu turned around, filled with anger, and instantly suppressed nothing left.

Instead, there was some girlish shyness. Don't even dare to repeat the words.

"this……"

"what's the situation?!"

"Miss Yugong is interested in contestant Su Chen?"

The audience looked at each other in blank dismay!

Concubine Zhong Yu was even more angry!

"This Su Chen, why is he hooking up with beautiful women outside all day long? It really pissed me off!"

the other side.

Amameiya Mizuwu didn't cut the price at all, and directly reprimanded 300 million yen, and bought Su Chen's "Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix".

The female assistant couldn't persuade her at all.

"Mr. Su, my...excuse me, are you free tonight?"

"I would like to treat you to a meal."

"Thousand... don't get me wrong!"

"I just admire Mr.'s paintings!"

Just admire my paintings?

I believe in a big head ghost!

Su Chen smiled wryly.

"It seems that the system didn't lie to me."

"The hand of Jia Guying really has 1% lethality against ordinary women!"

"It's just a handshake at the airport, this woman. She's already madly in love with me."

"I'm really drunk..."

He shook his head and sighed slightly:

"It's not impossible to eat, but I have to wait for me to win the painting competition first..."

"Shuh!!"

Yugong Mizuwu turned her head suddenly!

Staring at Ryujiro Oda, lowering his voice, he ordered coldly:

"Immediately present the champion to Mr. Su!"

"Otherwise, you five, don't even think about messing around in Dongjin City in the future!"

"Ah... yes... yes! Yes!!"

Ryujiro Oda is terrified!

Quickly trot all the way back to the judges' seat. Tell the news to the other four painting masters!

"Ahem! Actually, I thought that the champion belonged to player Su Chen!"

"That's right! Take a closer look at contestant Su Chen's painting. The picture of a hundred birds facing a phoenix is ​​majestic, and the color matching is a must!"

"And it's so big!"

"It's so fast!"

"He won't win the championship. I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince the public!"

"The champion must be him!"

"Stop talking, Master Oda, hurry up and announce the result of the competition!"

The five masters of the Japanese painting circle, you and I, directly praised Su Chen to the sky!

"Ahem..."

"Everyone be quiet!"

Oda Ryujiro's voice spread throughout the audience through the microphone.

"I declare!"

"The champion of the 17th Southeast Asian Art Painting Competition is..."

"Su Chen from China!!!"

After saying that, Ryujiro Oda took the lead in applauding!

"Crack clap clap!"

There was a thunderous sound!

99% of the audience smiled and nodded. Apparently the result was expected.

"I x!?"

Feng Jianshu's face turned pale with anger!

He was about to shout "Shadow!", but then he thought, isn't he a shady?

"Su Chen..."

"You bastard!! You actually stole my championship!!"

He grinned and waited for Su Chen. I can't wait to bite my teeth!

"yeah!"

"marvelous!!"

"Su Chen's champion deserves his name!!"

Ye Zijin from Huaxia Academy of Fine Arts jumped up on the spot with joy!

At this time. Su Chen seemed to hear Feng Jianshu's low growl, and strode over with Yu Gong Shui Wu.

"Mr. Fengjian!"

"Just now you said that if I draw a picture, I will drink a bucket of ink!"

"Now that I've even won the championship, shouldn't you...show us a drink of ink? Huh?"

There was a sneer on the corner of Su Chen's mouth.

"Su! Dust!"

Feng Jianshu's facial features were all distorted, "There is a saying in your Huaxia, which is to keep a line in life, so that we can meet each other in the future... Do you have to do this?"

"Hehe, you can learn ancient Chinese dialects quite well."

Su Chen's eyes showed contempt:

"Then do you know that we have a saying in Huaxia, which is that people respect me one foot. I respect people one foot! People destroy me one millet, and I win three fights!"

"Are you drinking or not!?"

His fierce eyes widened!

"You! Do! Dream!"

"I, Fengjianshu, even if I die today, get hit by a car when I go out, jump into this pond and drown, I will never submit to you, a Chinese!!"

Feng Jianshu spoke every word.

He glared and gnashed his teeth. His eyes were determined, as if even the sky falling could not shake him!

"Xiao Baihe, investigate his identity later, and then mobilize all the power of our Sakurai consortium to bankrupt their family, and it is best to bear tens of billions of debts..."

"What, what?"

When Feng Jianshu heard this, he knelt on the ground with a plop!

Su Chen couldn't laugh or cry, brother, you are too fast, at least resist a few words...

"Miss Yugong!"

"Miss Yugong! I beg you, don't do this!"

"Isn't it just drinking ink! It's a big deal, I drink it, I'll drink it now!"

Say it!

Feng Jianshu ran to the side of "Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix", and there was still a bucket of idle ink, so he picked it up and poured it into his mouth!

"Gurrrrrrrrrrr..."

The audience around were all dumbfounded!

Is this really drinking ink? !

While Feng Jianshu was drinking ink, Ryujiro Oda trotted over and handed over a check respectfully.

"Mr. Su!"

"Here's your match bonus..."