"One million two hundred thousand for the first time, one million two hundred thousand for the second time," the auctioneer took another careful look at the audience below, no one spoke again, the hammer fell, "One million two hundred thousand for the third time! Congratulations, sir, Mrs. Shen and Miss Tan's Mountain Spring Painting is now yours, and we also thank you for your contribution and love for disabled children."
With a pot-bellied man taking the stage to claim the painting, the room erupted into thunderous applause, the atmosphere was spirited. Shen Xuepei watched as the painting was taken away, sighing softly, "A piece of Xuan Paper, a few strokes of black ink, mere pennies' worth, yet here it becomes one million two hundred thousand. Tell me, is it the painting that earned, or him?"
