Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar

Chapter 22

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Chapter 22 The new work of Master of Clouds

Tuesday.

At the Oriental auction house.

It was crowded with people.

Such a grand occasion could only appear at the concert of some superstar.

Master of Clouds was the superstar of the calligraphy and painting world.

Alice was flattered and asked, “John, how did you get such a good seat?”

When she just got the ticket yesterday, she was too excited to notice the seat number.

It was not until today that she arrived at the scene that she found that it was an absolutely center

position.

Whether the light, the view, or the comfort of the seat, they were all adjusted to the best.

The people who used to sit here were all famous collectors in the calligraphy and painting world.

Ordinary people were not qualified to sit here at all.

Alice could feel that many people were looking at her, as if they were wondering who she was.

However, John said calmly, “Maybe I’m lucky!”

“Are you kidding me?”

Alice rolled her eyes at him and said, “If you are lucky enough, you can buy the lottery.”

She didn’t believe he was so lucky that he had bought two best seats with consecutive numbers.

Besides, she heard that these seats were reserved in the auction house and were not for sale.

It must be a lie.

However, John just smiled and said nothing to the question of Alice.

Alice had no choice but to drag him to the bed to question after the auction.

At this moment, in the last row of seats, there were several gloomy eyes staring at the backs of the

two.

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They were those who had been offended by John at Mr. Johnson’s collection the night before

yesterday.

Roe sneered: “How dare they sit on that seat!”

Then he moved his buttocks in pain.

What kind of trash chair was it? So uncomfortable?

“Ladies and gentlemen…”

At this time, the host went on the stage and made a set of opening remarks, and then began to show the

auction items.

The first few items were just for fun, and no one was interested in them. Everyone was waiting for

the final item.

Finally, after several rounds of auction, the host said,

“The next item to be auctioned is the new work of Master of Clouds, which you have been looking

forward to for a long time.”

Wow!

The whole place was in an uproar.

Those enthusiastic collectors can’t wait to bid.

A sexy woman walked onto the stage with an auction item in her hand.

The host deliberately kept in suspense and said,

“I’m sure everyone is very curious about what Master of Clouds’ new work is. I think you will be surprised

when you see this work.”

“Please stop talking nonsense. Show it to me now!”

Everyone wailed.

The host smiled and delayed for a while. Seeing that everyone was impatient, he asked the sexy woman

to uncovered the red cloth.

The auction item finally showed itself.

However, when the audience saw this painting, they were all stunned.

The painting was indeed created by Master of Clouds, but…….

“Isn’t this the painting of Eagle Rests on the Tree?” Someone recognized it immediately.

The sexy woman showed the painting of Eagle Rests on the Tree, which had been exposed for a long

time.

“It is an old work. How can it be said to be a new one? The Oriental auction house has also begun to

make such a stunt?”

“This is a fraud. You’ve gone too far!”

“Humph, although I’m not happy, I’ve decided buy this painting.”

Everyone expressed their dissatisfaction.

They were not dissatisfied with the painting, but with the fraud of the Oriental auction house.

Because even if the auction house didn’t use the stunt of the new work of Master of Clouds, they would

come to support it.

They announced there would be a new one but used an old painting. This was so deceitful.

As loyal admirers of Master of Clouds, they would definitely feel disappointed.

When Mr. Johnson saw the painting, his heart trembled.

Haven’t I collected this painting? Why is it here?

Is the painting I have collected a fake one?

Or my house is robbed?

Mr. Johnson felt uneasy.

However, in the face of so many angry audiences, the host did not panic at all. He smiled and said,

“Don’t worry, everyone. This painting is indeed Eagle Rests on the Tree, but it is also the new work

of Master of Clouds.”

“What do you mean?” Everyone was confused.

“Haven’t you found anything different in this painting?”

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The host’s words made everyone look at the painting thoughtfully.

“I see. It’s the red mark on the top of the eagle’s head. It’s missing,”

Hearing this, everyone found that it was true.

In fact, many photos of Eagle Rests on the Tree had been spread online, so most of the calligraphy

and painting lovers had seen it.

The auction items displayed by the sexy woman were indeed different from those spread online.

The host said, “As you can see, this painting is actually a revised version of Eagle Rests on the

Tree.”

“Because the red mark on the previous one was a mistake. Master of Clouds thought it was not a

good idea to be perfunctory, so he drew another copy.”

This explanation made the audience feel much more comfortable.

“I’ve told you that there’s no need to cheat. The Oriental auction house is full of confidence.”

“In fact, I have long felt that the red mark of the previous version is a little abrupt.

It is indeed not the original intention of Master of Clouds.”

“Master of Clouds is so responsible. In order to comfort admirers, he specially redrawn a version. I will

worship him forever.”

“Yes, that’s right. Master of Clouds is my second parent.”

John: There is no need.

Alice wrapped her arms around John’s neck and said excitedly, “I’m right. John, praise your sister

quickly.”

“You are awesome, Alice,” said John with a smile.

However, in sharp contrast to the crowd, the few people sat in the back had a complicated expression.

Roe, in particular, looked so bad.

He had made a thorough analysis that night, and even Mr. Johnson praised him for being a mind reader

of Master of Clouds.

He didn’t expect that he would be so embarrassed.

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