Chapter 84 Comparing yourself to others is really frustrating!
Zhou Suihuai’s words made Bian Zhi stunned for a moment.
Lin Ye beside him slapped his thigh and said, "Bian Zhi, isn't this the big thing you asked me to carry back to the villa in the East District?"
Ou Moyuan stared at Bian Zhi's back with a cold gaze, and a look similar to "as expected" appeared in his eyes.
"Is this made by Bian Zhi?" Duan Chengfeng also heard it, moved closer, and pointed at the thing on the stage, "I can't tell, Bian Zhi is so talented, this thing must have taken a long time."
Ou Moyuan gritted his teeth and said, "Three years."
When Duan Chengfeng was surprised that it took so long, Ou Moyuan had already raised his sign.
"Three million!"
The host went wild again, "Mr. Ou bid three million! He's got a good eye for gems! This piece is magnificent and a perfect restoration of an ancient building. It's definitely worth the price!"
The host was introducing the show non-stop and frantically, when suddenly, his eyes lit up and he raised his hand high.
"This Mr. Zhou bids four million."
"Mr. Ou bids five million!"
"Mr. Zhou raises his hand again! Bidding six million!"
"Mr. Ou raised his sign again. Seven million! Seven million!"
Duan Chengfeng stared at Ou Moyuan dumbfounded, then blankly stared at the things on the table. He stiffly tugged at Ou Moyuan's sleeve, "Brother, are you crazy? Are you sure you like this thing on the table so much? We came here today to take pictures of that ink painting, right? What are you doing?"
Ou Moyuan stared coldly at Bian Zhi's back, his breath heavy, "I'm taking back what originally belonged to me!"
Ou Moyuan actually wanted to say that even if I don’t want it, no one else should want it.
Duan Chengfeng frowned and asked, "Things that originally belonged to you? You and Bian Zhi are divorced. Her things now belong completely to her."
Ou Moyuan snorted coldly, full of sarcasm, "This thing was originally meant for me!"
It's just that some people are half-hearted and are now using this to slap him in the face?!
If this thing was taken away by another man, wouldn't his face be thrown on the ground and rubbed casually?
"Is it originally intended to be a gift to you?" Duan Chengfeng was confused again. "Since they didn't give it to you, it means they don't want to give it to you anymore. Why are you so worried?"
Duan Chengfeng looked at Ou Moyuan and me, who were waving the cards with a stuffy look on my face, and shook his head speechlessly, sighing: Damn men's desire to win.
When the auction price reached 15 million, Duan Chengfeng became restless.
He felt that Ou Moyuan was too irrational now. It would be fine if the film had some use, but this thing was not a work of a famous artist, so there was no need to do it.
"Mo Yuan," Duan Chengfeng called out to him, "Would you mind? This is just an auction item. Besides, Bian Zhi is divorced from you, so she's not your property. No one would think you're trying to show off your status by buying your ex-wife's things. Even if you have money, you can't spend it like that."
Seeing that Ou Moyuan completely ignored her and only stared at Bian Zhi's back, a cold aura gradually rose in her eyes, and her scarlet eyes indicated that this man had already lost his basic sanity.
In contrast, Zhou Suihuai looked relaxed, looking at the person next to him with a smile, pointing at the auction catalog and discussing something with her.
Then when he heard the host say how much "Mr. Ou" bid, he lazily added the price.
The auction price once climbed to 19 million.
When the number was about to break two thousand, Duan Chengfeng grabbed Ou Moyuan's hand that was about to raise the sign.
He shook his head solemnly at Ou Moyuan, "Moyuan, you have always been very rational in doing things. If it was just a small fight, I wouldn't stop you, but now it's approaching 20 million. Do you think this thing is worth 20 million? The company has money, but it also has cash flow problems.
Can we compete with Zhou Suihuai for funding? He's a big star, his traffic can be monetized very quickly, and his only cost is himself. Besides, he has so many older brothers and sisters behind him, so 20 million is like playing with it."
Ou Moyuan's face was gloomy, and the knuckles of his hand holding the sign were shining white. He glared at Duan Chengfeng coldly, "Twenty million, I can afford it."
"Yes, you can afford it," Duan Chengfeng said, ashamed of Ou Moyuan's abnormal behavior today. "But, we are businessmen. Business is business. Everything has value to us. This thing, its use and the income it brings back are not worth 20 million. Moyuan, will you please wake up?!"
Ou Moyuan lowered his brows and stared at the work on the stage, his eyebrows furrowed, and his whole body revealed unwillingness.
"Young Master Ou," Zhou Suihuai turned his head, his eyebrows and eyes charming, and his tone was provocative, "Are you not going to shout anymore?"
Duan Chengfeng quickly held Ou Moyuan down and said, "Stop shouting. Young Master Zhou is very powerful. We are just trying to cheer you up."
Zhou Suihuai looked straight at Ou Moyuan, his eyes provocative and playful.
Ou Moyuan could hardly control his anger after seeing this.
"Nineteen million, Mr. Zhou bids nineteen million!"
"Nineteen million, first time!"
The host looked at Ou Moyuan with bright eyes. Seeing that Ou Moyuan had a serious face but did not raise the sign, he felt regretful in his heart, but also smiled with joy. Nineteen million was already beyond his expectations.
Enough!
That’s enough!
Beyond expectations!
It exceeded expectations!
"Twenty million." Suddenly someone shouted again.
Duan Chengfeng looked up in despair, thinking it was the resentful Ou Moyuan, but it turned out to be Lin Ye.
For a moment, Duan Chengfeng couldn't understand what Zhou Suihuai and Lin Ye were doing.
Aren't these two people in the same group?
What does it mean to bid at each other like this?
Zhou Suihuai: "Two thousand and one."
Lin Ye was nonchalant, one hand casually draped over the back of the chair. "Two thousand and two."
Zhou Suihuai smiled with his white teeth, "Two thousand and three."
Lin Ye: "Two thousand and four."
Zhou Suihuai: "Two thousand five."
You come and I go, like a joke.
Lin Ye tutted his words in public and muttered "boring," then turned around, leaned against the back of the chair, and looked at Ou Moyuan, whose face was ashen, with a smile.
"It's just a small amount of money. We are just playing. We don't need you to help us have fun. I want to play and I can make roses for you to see."
Zhang Chengfeng's arrogant and provocative words made the people around him look at Ou Moyuan, waiting to see if Ou Moyuan would accept the challenge. Duan Chengfeng took a deep breath and held Ou Moyuan's hand tightly.
This is an insult!
This is a blatant and blatant insult!
The veins on the back of Ou Moyuan's hands bulged out, and the mocking and contemptuous looks from the people around him made him lose face. Ever since he became the president of Ou Corporation, no one dared to look at him like that anymore!
Ou Moyuan was furious, but he also knew that with Lin Ye and Zhou Suihuai together, his chances of winning were too slim.
Some people are born to be in a position that others cannot reach, such as Lin Ye, Zhou Suihuai, and Chen Tingsi.
Ou Moyuan's breath was cold, and after a while, he pulled his lips stiffly and pretended to be graceful. "It's just a little-known little work. If someone wants to be taken advantage of, I should naturally help him."
Lin Ye made a "tsk" sound, not loud enough for everyone to hear.
Naturally, I also heard what he said next.
"You're just being stubborn," Lin Ye turned around and said sarcastically, "Why are you pretending to be rich if you don't have any money?"
The whole audience was silent.
Duan Chengfeng felt cold sweat running down his back. Is it really okay to engage in such blatant confrontation?
Duan Chengfeng laughed at the people who were looking at him, "Young Master Lin just likes to joke around. Haha, just kidding, just kidding."
The words fell.
Bian Zhi turned his head and glanced at Duan Chengfeng indifferently.
Duan Chengfeng's hair stood on end. He looked at Bian Zhi with a pleading look and whispered, "I'm just trying to lighten the mood, to lighten the mood."
joke!
Now Bian Zhi is the old man's savior. If he dares to displease Bian Zhi, those in the family will not let him go.
He is not as lucky as Zhou Suihuai. He is the youngest baby and the darling of the family. He is also the youngest in the family, but he is the hated one in the family!
The kind that everyone can come and pinch.
Comparing yourself with others will only make you angry!
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