Chapter 65: Spending Money Like Water
The auction hadn’t ended yet, but Nangong Yan had already lost the desire to stay any longer.
"Twenty-five million, Miss Nangong really spends money like it’s dirt," someone commented.
"That painting is worth at most just over nine million, and it doesn’t have much room for appreciation. It’s a total loss no matter how you look at it."
"What do you know? She’s an artist; she must be collecting for the sake of art."
"I heard she recently got involved with Mr. Fu..."
"Shh, don’t spread rumors." The other made a throat-slitting gesture.
Nangong Yan went to the lounge and dialed Sister Fang’s number.
When Sister Fang found out she had spent twenty-five million on a painting, she was so angry she nearly had her blood pressure soar to 250.
It took a while for Sister Fang to catch her breath and confirm again, "You’re not kidding me?"
While wiping away her tears, Nangong Yan said, "Everything was fine, but then two people came out of nowhere and started bidding against me. After that, I was like possessed; the numbers didn’t seem to be coming from my mouth. Yes, Sister Fang, I’m cursed. Someone must have hexed me; please, go find a shaman to check on me."