"Qingyi, this painting looks normal, and there are hypnotic elements in it?" Niu Xiaotian asked.

"Of course, there are many things that have been integrated into and carefully crafted. If you watch them for a long time, you will be addicted to the painting and cannot get out of it, as if you enter the world in the painting, until your spirit completely collapses, and even have a significant impact on the monks." Qing Yi snorted.

It’s a bit scary to see a mental illness when you look at the painting!

"What do you think this painting should be called?" Fu Jun's voice was always so beautiful, and he asked the entrepreneurs with a smile.

"House!" said an entrepreneur.

"Haha, Lao Han, this name is too vulgar, it's better to be Yishan and Bangshui." Another company said with a smile.

"It should be called mountains and rivers with affection."

"Rise step by step."

“…”

Fu Jun's red lips remained elegantly curved, with his little hand behind him, pretending to be mysterious: "There is a secret hidden in this painting. If anyone can find it, he will give it to you for free and will never break his promise."

"Great artist, give me a tip, what secrets are there?" someone shouted.

"Haha, it won't be fun to click it out!" Fu Jun shook his head gently.

"Which is she playing?" Niu Xiaotian asked Qing Yi through voice transmission.

"If she can't find it, she will go to the auction. Whoever takes it home will continue to look for it. What are the consequences, you know."

"Well, stare hard and you will become mentally ill in the end." Niu Xiaotian added.

"It's a mental illness that is perfectly controlled by her." Qing Yi emphasized.

This girl is not a good person, she is indeed carrying a private item in the painting!

Controlling an entrepreneur is equivalent to controlling the person's wealth, which is comparable to robbing and has no trace.

Those here are all billionaires with billionaires. Isn’t it more profitable to control them than selling paintings?

Why is my brain so easy? Brother Oda has a hard time studying now!

Alas, there are people outside of people.

"I seem to see the gossip map!"

"There is a horse hidden inside!"

"There are many villains in the bushes."

“…”

The entrepreneurs were guessing randomly, and Yan Lai was also staring at him, stretching his neck without turning his eyes, and there was a smile on his lips.

As the richest man, Yan Ziyi's luck is extremely popular. No matter how advanced Fu Jun's hypnotic paintings are, it is difficult to completely interfere with him.

Niu Xiaotian understood Yan Lai's expression. He liked this painting very much and became interested in buying it.

Just then,

Fu Jun on the stage suddenly called out, "Mr. Niu, have you seen anything?"

"Hehe, it's just a man and a woman kissing each other, hooking their shoulders, and kissing each other so hard that they're always engaged." Niu Xiaotian said nonsense.

The audience was amused and thought this young man was quite interesting and dared to say anything.

But the smile on Fu Jun's face was frozen, as if he was very reluctant to leave, so he raised his hand: "Congratulations to Mr. Niu, I guessed it right, I will give this painting to you. Please treasure it and don't resell it!"

Qingyi also guessed wrongly!

Fu Jun didn’t plan to sell this painting at all, just wanted to give it to Brother Oda!

Needless to say, if you want to use this painting to interfere with Niu Xiaotian's practice, it is best to become a madman again.

If you give it, of course you have to accept it and take the plan.

This girl is too arrogant and wants to use a painting to control the richest man in Xingwang Village. What are you thinking about!

"I'm really giving it to me?" Niu Xiaotian's eyes lit up and he pointed to his nose, looking very excited.

"Of course, those who know me know that I have always done it."

"Hehe, I'm sorry, thank you!"

Niu Xiaotian smiled brightly, got up and walked a few steps, jumped onto the stage easily, raised the painting with both hands, showed it around, and happily returned to his seat.

"Xiaotian, how did you see it?" Yan Lai was puzzled.

"Hehe, Hu Meng's." Niu Xiaotian said with a smile.

Seeing Fu Jun walking towards the backstage, Yan Lai whispered and asked again: "Is there any problem with her painting?"

"It's better not to buy it!" Niu Xiaotian can only say that.

"Fang Cunyi is still very controversial in the art circle. Some people say that she can't draw at all, and does not reflect the solid basic skills of painting, but just blindly pursues skills."

"She must be able to draw, and her level is not low." Niu Xiaotian said meaningfully.

"Forget it, contemporary artworks are hard to grasp, so it's better to wait for tomorrow's antique auction!"

It can be heard that Yan Lai was quite regretful if he didn't buy Fu Jun's paintings.

A busy man like him stayed here at night but got nothing, and he couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

It's past ten o'clock, it's time to go back and rest.

Niu Xiaotian pretended to invite, "Dr. Yan, do you want to sit in my room?"

"All right!"

Unexpectedly, Yan Lai agreed immediately and sent another invitation: "Qingyi, let's sit together!"

Qingyi nodded and the three of them left the conference hall. Niu Xiaotian held the painting with one hand and took another elevator to the 87th floor.

Uncle Zhou and several black-clad bodyguards wanted to provide protection, but Yan Lai waved his hand to stop him!

Walking out of the elevator, the circular corridor is covered with a red carpet, and judging from the number, there are only ten rooms.

Niu Xiaotian and his party occupied six of them. It can be concluded that the rooms on this floor are not external, and even if you have money, you may not be able to live in.

Swipe the card to enter!

Niu Xiaotian's eyes couldn't help but lit up. The room area was more than 300 square meters, which was really generous.

Large floor-to-ceiling windows, several sets of sofas, two rooms, with large round beds inside, of course, there are surf bathtubs, and even two bathrooms.

The off-white tone, the geometric figures that can be seen everywhere are full of technology.

There is also a small robot, cylindrical, and he came up and asked, "Welcome to go home, what are you asking?"

"What's your name?" Niu Xiaotian asked.

"Chenchen!"

Another Chenchen, probably the unified name of the robots.

"Chenchen, go and serve two cups of tea."

"OK!"

The little robot immediately went to the tea table, stretched out his mechanical arm, skillfully brewed three cups of tea, put it in a tray, brought it over steadily, and placed it on the tea table.

"Go and clean up!" Niu Xiaotian continued to make arrangements.

"The house is very clean, and the dust removal level has reached 96.7%. " Chen Chen replied, not wanting to do useless work.

"Chenchen, turn off the system!" Yan Lai frowned.

"OK!"

Chenchen went aside, and the light above his head disappeared, turning into a dead object.

Niu Xiaotian seemed to understand something, and Yan Lai was very careful in doing things. He probably didn't want to talk about the content, and was heard by the robot and recorded and stored.

"Dr. Yan, this condition is too competitive, you have to spend money!" Niu Xiaotian said politely.

"Haha, it's nothing."

Yan Lai waved his hand, handed his cell phone to Qingyi, and said politely: "Qingyi, this is a business development plan, I would like to give you more suggestions."

It was unexpected that Yan Lai believed in Qing Yi so much.
Chapter completed!