As a professional host, he quickly started a new auction, though nothing that followed seemed very interesting to Ling Yun, nor did he pay much attention to it.
Anyway, he was just here to watch and casually let the little ones broaden their horizons.
Soon it was nearing the end, and the host didn't drag things out, directly taking out the final item and starting the auction.
"Ladies and gentlemen, there is something I must mention now. The final antique is a famous painting by Mr. Zheng from the Ming dynasty, starting at eight million."
Hearing that this was the final auction item, many were rather confused, as the original grand finale was clearly supposed to be something else.
Yet thinking of the usual style of the auctions, where only superior items served as the finale, the crowd didn't harbor much doubt anymore.
Mr. Zheng's painting—hearing this caused everyone to gasp in admiration!
"Who has such deep pockets to donate even a painting by Mr. Zheng?"
"Tsk tsk... the world of the wealthy is beyond us."
"Is it genuine, though? This old man has his doubts."
The host chuckled and said, "No need for doubt, it's definitely genuine! Our reputation is fully guaranteed!"
"Can we take a look at it?"
"Of course you can! True gold fears no fire—come on over, everyone, take a look at Mr. Zheng's famous painting, Small bridges and flowing water!"
"Wow... it really is. This brushwork is peerless."
"This is the first time this old man has laid eyes on it, my life is complete."
Hearing this, everyone crowded around to join the excitement. Little Irene was quite nosy, clumsily crawling out of Ling Yun's embrace.
"Daddy, wait for me here. I'll be right back."
As she spoke, she grabbed Beibei and squeezed into the