At the charity gala, there were four to five hundred people attending the celebrity entertainers and business elites.

Soon the hall was mostly filled.

Not long after, there was a sudden surge of restlessness.

"It seems to be Dong Yuyang..."

"The richest man in the country..."

"He doesn't seem to attend such parties. Why is he here today?"

"I wonder which table he sits at?"

"What are you thinking? I must be sitting at a table by myself."

An Ran followed everyone's gaze and saw a middle-aged man who looked to be in his early forties, not tall, walking in followed by several bodyguards in black.

Although he looks young, he is actually in his fifties.

Dong Yuyang greeted people around him as he walked.

He knows a lot of people here, including many business elites, who all regard him as their idol.

Even those big stars have lights in their eyes when they look at him.

It's not that he is very handsome, but with the blessing of "money ability", that's another matter.

Many female celebrities are sending out their flirtatious glances one after another, barely even blinking their eyes away, but they won't take a look at them at all.

Dong Yuyang was placed at a table near the front by the organizer.

Several bodyguards have very strong professional qualities and are still very vigilant in situations like this.

However, Lao Dong was a little helpless. He was sitting alone at a table, which was quite boring.

When I looked around, I happened to see An Ran looking over.

So he raised his glass to An Ran and drank the red wine in one gulp.

An Ran was a little confused. She didn't know this big boss at all.

But he seems to be very kind to himself.

He didn't dare to neglect, raised his glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

Over there, Dong Yuyang smiled and cupped his hand towards An Ran.

It’s quite a bit of a quack style.

This made An Ran feel more favorable to him, and she also gave him a hand.

At this moment, Liu Qianshan and Lin Baili walked into the venue surrounded by a group of people.

Seeing these two people coming in, many people stood up and greeted them.

"Mr. Liu, Mr. Lin, why are you two here?"

"Why don't you sit here? We still have room here..."

"I didn't expect you two to come. What a happy event!"

Liu Qianshan and Lin Baili are master-level figures in Xiazhou. Although they have not much contact with the entertainment industry, they are famous.

Many people in the entertainment industry like to be arty, so they follow Chao Shang.

Especially for people like Huang Zhan, who has some talents and likes calligraphy and painting, he was even more excited to see the two of them.

"Mr. Lin, Mr. Liu, why don't you sit at our table?"

Liu Qianshan waved his hand, "We have arrangements!"

He is not involved in the entertainment industry, and he is a scholarly person. He has always looked down upon Huang Zhan.

After contacting An Ran in the past two days, he suspected that his daughter liked this guy.

I specifically checked the Enron information.

After checking, I found out that this guy... sent Huang Zhan to the hospital out of anger a few days ago.

After looking at what happened, it was obvious that the Music Association was unkind.

So Huang Zhan came over licking his face, but he was too lazy to deal with it. He just said it lightly and walked away.

What Huang Zhan did was so embarrassing.

Dong Yuyang had already walked over to meet the two of them, and led them to sit at his table.

Dong Yuyang has three major hobbies: calligraphy and painting, rock and roll, and martial arts!

I usually have a good personal relationship with Liu Qianshan and Lin Baili.

I came here today because Liu Qianshan specifically called him last night and said that there was a good item for auction at the charity party, which would definitely catch his eye.

That’s why Dong Yuyang rushed over today.

"Master Liu, why don't you tell me everything?" Dong Yuyang personally gave Liu Qianshan a cup of tea, "Which famous artist did the masterpiece you mentioned come from?"

This is definitely not the work of the two old men, it is the work of them, so it would not be hidden like this.

Liu Qianshan took a photo for him in the middle of the night last night without saying anything.

"Xia Ke Xing"!

Dong Yuyang was in awe as soon as he saw it, and it tickled his heart.

The whole poem depicts the image of the knight from the inside out, deeply and vividly.

Moreover, the calligraphy is full of iron and steel, which makes it unique.

At that time, he offered 100 million to buy the calligraphy, but Liu Qianshan refused to agree.

Then tell him that the person who wrote it will auction the work at a charity party today, so if you are interested, come.

Without saying a word, Dong Yuyang took a private plane to Shanghai early in the morning.

Hearing him ask, Liu Qianshan smiled and said: "This... is a secret. You won't expect it anyway. You will be surprised when the time comes!"

Dong Yuyang thought about it and said: "I think the writing is deep and powerful, with special intervals, and it has a kind of iron-hearted and heroic chivalry. I really can't guess whose work it is, but I think there is no one who can't write it in twenty years."

By using such words, could it be that the master changed his style?"

Lin Baili laughed "hehe" twice, glanced at An Ran, and said proudly: "Don't waste your time guessing, you will know it when the time comes!"

"Master Lin, why have you become so unhappy!" Dong Yuyang said with a bitter smile: "I really like that piece of "Xia Ke Xing". You two make a price, how about 200 million?"

Two hundred million...

The two old men's hands shook at the same time, almost sending the tea cups flying to the ground.

When people say 200 million, it’s the same as saying two dollars.

Logically speaking, the "Xia Ke Xing" is not worth so much, but they really like the words.

The two said in unison: "Not for sale..."

Dong Yuyang was anxious, "Tell me carefully, how can I be willing to sell? Money is not an issue."

Liu Qianshan shook his head, "Xia Ke Xing is heroic and majestic. It is the first time that that kind of font has appeared in the world. It is of great significance. It is not a matter of money. We will not sell it no matter how much we pay!"

Dong Yuyang was immediately disappointed.

He likes the copy of "Xia Ke Xing" very much. If "Xia Ke Xing" cannot be bought, other calligraphy and paintings will have no meaning to him.

Is there anything better than "Xia Ke Xing"?

Thinking of this, Dong Yuyang shook his head and said: "Then this charity party means nothing to me."

Liu Qianshan smiled and said: "Brother Dong, don't say it so early. All I can say now is that the work is no worse than "Xia Ke Xing" and will definitely not disappoint you."

"Hey!" Dong Yuyang didn't believe it.

He loves calligraphy and painting, and is also half an expert. No matter how good a calligraphy and painting master is, he can only have two works in his life. Others are far behind.

He really didn't believe that someone who wrote "Xia Ke Xing" could write calligraphy and poetry at the same level as "Xia Ke Xing" in a short period of time.

"If it's really not worse than "Xia Ke Xing", why not offer 200 million!"

The people at the tables nearby were all stunned.

Listen to people, "200 million doesn't matter"!

Whose work is this? Dead or not? If not dead, it would be worth 200 million. I guess this author would be happy to death!

It’s definitely not the work of Liu Qianshan and Lin Baili.
Chapter completed!