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Writing Brush Costing Only 600,000 Yuan

編輯: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Seeing that the viewers were making fun of her for yesterday's incident, Su Yingxue said apologetically, "I'm really sorry about yesterday. My great-grandfather wanted to go out for a walk, so we showed him around in Jiangbei City."

"He's an old man. He can't stay at home all the time. He'll get bored."

Then she teased the tycoons in the live broadcast room, "Where were the guys who said they'd go and run into me yesterday? I was hoping to run into you guys, so you can help me pay for the bill."

If that was the case, she could have saved nearly 600,000 yuan. Her heart still ached for that big expense.

The young masters who were watching the live broadcast were uncomfortable when they heard it.

Lady, we were there.

It's just that we didn't dare show up and say hello to you.

Su Yingxue continued, "Do you know? It was my first time to watch a drama in Liyuan Theatre. I finally got to know how the traditional operas work."

Young Master Qin raised his head and exchanged a look with his best friend, Old Zhang. He then smiled bitterly.

That's right. It was also the first time in my life that I watched a traditional opera like this. My scalp went numb from listening to it.

Behind Su Yingxue, Chen Hao went downstairs with lots of rice paper and boxes of brush pens and ink.

: Hehe, the filial son is here. He's so filial to his father.

: Oh my God, Awesome. is tycoon Chen here to do miscellaneous chores?

: Then the old ancestor is also in this room.

In the live broadcast room, a large group of people were talking about the old man.

At this moment, Su Ze walked to Chen Hao's side with a teacup in his hand before the long table. The netizens could see him in this angle.

: He's here, he's here.

: Finally, I see you.

: Host, you can go now. Don't block my view of the old grandpa.

Su Yingxue saw that the bullet screen was flooded with comments about the old man. She turned her head and asked curiously, "Great-grandfather, are you going to write and draw with the pen brush?"

Su Ze nodded. "I'm bored. I'll just entertain myself with writing and drawing."

: Here it comes. I'm sure each character he writes can sell for tens of thousands of yuan.

: Finally. Haha, I hope the old man will give me a big surprise.

: You still remember this joke.

: Of course. The old man's incomparably awesome. No one's bluffing can interest me after hearing the old man's bluffing.

: Hahaha, did you know that the old man bluffed again? Since he's bored, he'll write some characters each of which is worthy of tens of thousands of yuan.

: If the old man is not bluffing, then he's an all-rounder.

Seeing their teasing comments, Su Yingxue felt embarrassed. They were exaggerating so much about it. If her great-grandfather failed to meet the expectations, the new viewers would be disappointed and unfollow her.

Thus, she said, "Hey, you guys just can't forget this joke, right? The old man was just bragging. Don't make a fuss about it."

At this moment, a netizen called "Treasure Pavilion Antiques" tipped the streamer 10 super rockets.

Su Yingxue was dumbfounded.

She ridiculed, "Are you serious? I haven't sung yet, and you're already tipping me. A super rocket before I sing? Why didn't you tip me before?"

Before she could finish, she saw that Treasure Pavilion Antiques continued to tip.

Super Rocket + 10

Super Rocket + 10

...

Comments flooded the screen.

: Awesome, how many rockets now?

: It seems to be 60.

: Treasure Pavilion Antiques? Isn't this one of the top 10 domestic antiques brands?

: Awesome, still tipping.

Treasure Pavilion Antiques: uh, this is my first time playing a live broadcast. I'm sorry, but I didn't know that I could tip all at once. I'm clumsy in this. I'll type comments after tipping 300 super rockets.

: Holy shit! !

: Awesome!

: Big brands are different from us. The tip is almost one million, right?

"What is this guy trying to do?" Young Master Qin, who was watching the live broadcast, was dumbfounded.

Could it be that he was trying to steal his woman?

"Is the person from the Treasure Pavilion Antiques? It's odd," said a rich kid.

In the live broadcast room, the tip of 300 super rockets had finished, Su Yingxue wondered what this guy was going to say.

Treasure Pavilion Antiques: "Host, I've been looking for you since yesterday. After waiting for a whole day, I finally saw you start broadcasting. This money was refund to the old man for the brush he bought from us yesterday.".

Su Yingxue still didn't understand. "Why did you refund us? You don't want to sell it? But I can't return it. Moreover, this brush pen is only less than 600,000 yuan, but you returned one million yuan. What are you up to?"

:? ? ? ?

: Only less than 600,000 yuan?

: The word "only" is the key. Everyone circle it. I'm sure it will appear in the test.

: A brush costs 600,000 yuan. Oh My God.".

Treasure Pavilion Antiques: "It's my fault for not making things clear when you bought it. We're not asking you to return this brush. It's my grandfather's idea. My grandfather and the old man hit it off at first sight.

"That brush is our gift to the old man. He is worthy of this brush. There's no need to return the extra money. But we have a presumptuous request to ask."

Su Yingxue frowned. "Tell me about it."

Treasure Pavilion Antiques: If the old man has a calligraphy or painting, can we have the priority to buy it? Of course, we'll pay for it. I mean, we hope we can have the right to buy it among the bidders who offer the same price."

: ? ? ? ? ? ?

: ? ? ? ? ?

: My God, how come the Treasure Pavilion is so humble?

: Where is the arrogance of a top ten brand?

: Didn't you say that you only buy antiques?

...

When Su Yingxue saw the message on the bullet screen, she was completely dumbfounded.

The Treasure Pavilion not only returned the money for the pen, it had also given her extra money. In return, they only wanted the priority to buy a calligraphy painting.

What was happening?

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