Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar

Chapter 123 The Big News

Most of the famous calligraphers and painters in the world were aged.

It was not difficult to learn painting and calligraphy, but it would take a long time to express certain emotions and artistic conceptions through the work.

This was coming from the accumulation of time.

The Master of Clouds had been famous for many years, and each of his paintings was far-reaching and unique.

All the people in the literary and painting circles guessed that Master of Clouds was an older man over fifty years old with grey hair and had experienced great ups and downs. That was why he could be so leisurely and see through the mortal world to draw such a unique work with a special artistic conception.

Lanny used to think so.

But when she saw the artistic autograph, she was stunned.

The Master of Clouds didn’t show his face in the photo. It was just a back figure, but from this back, it could be seen that The Master of Clouds was not a grey-haired older man, as they imagined, but a young man.

A very young man.

Without assurance of Hugh, they even suspected that the young man in the photo was not the

Master of Clouds at all.

In addition to the guarantee of the alliance director, another characteristic quickly dispelled everyone’s suspicion of the identity of The Master of Clouds.

Because they saw the signature on the photo, which was ‘the Master of Clouds,’ and the handwriting was artistic, completely consistent with his work’s style. It was impossible to fake the signature.

In other words, these ten autographs could also be regarded as works of The Master of Clouds. Just this artistic handwriting alone was invaluable.

Almost instantly, the news that the Master of Clouds was a young man spread out. All the people in the auction hall were surprised and exclaimed, “The Master of Clouds is really a genius in calligraphy and painting!”!

Master of Clouds as their idol, but when they saw his back, they suddenly decided to pursue

face, he was obviously a

How could anyone refuse this man’s

an anthomaniac expression, itching to rush up and grab

familiar to her,

Thinking of something,

turned her head

and walked to the corner of

It was him!

Villa to see John, he wore the same

be the Master

State of New

indeed

“Go backstage!”

of something and hurried backstage in her

happened, but

time, many wealthy businesspeople surrounded Yelena and were

poach her team from their company this time. The bidding price

But Yelena remained unmoved.

and I have no right to decide on

right to make a

the people in charge of this product

help you pay the compensation as long as you come to our company or sell

in a dry voice, “Ms. Yelena, is it because of John that you have no right to make a

She just asked tentatively.

many doubts

to answer these people’s questions at first, but after hearing Marcia’s question, she looked at her