Chapter 85: Xiaoguai, brother will take a picture for you
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Lin Ye and Zhou Suihuai played the card game as if no one was around.
The people at the scene were numb.
Only the host was so excited that he almost shouted himself hoarse.
"Twenty-eight million! Mr. Lin bids twenty-eight million!"
"Mr. Zhou!"
"Mr. Zhou bids 29 million!"
"Twenty-nine million!"
"Thirty million!" The people in the audience thought it was ridiculous and watched the host almost faint from excitement.
But it's understandable.
The host's salary that night was based on a commission from the auction price. Although it was a charity event, the price of 30 million made it worthwhile for him.
"Thirty-one million!" And it's still increasing.
"Thirty-two million!"
"Thirty-two million!"
The host felt like he was going crazy, having difficulty breathing and was almost short of oxygen!
So rich and inhumane!
He grinned and looked at Lin Ye. When Lin Ye was about to raise his hand, the girl beside him quietly held Lin Ye's hand and shook her head at him.
Signaling to him that was enough.
Lin Ye pouted, clearly not having had enough fun, and said "Oh!" Then he raised his card with a playful smile, "Thirty-three million."
After Lin Ye finished shouting, he looked at Zhou Suihuai nonchalantly, "No more playing, next one."
Zhou Suihuai nodded, and under everyone's gaze, he smiled and shouted, "Thirty-five million."
Crazy!
Really crazy!
Lin Ye had just made it clear that he would not bid anymore, but Zhou Suihuai actually added two million to the price!
That’s two million!
These two people are so crazy!
Everyone in the audience felt that they were insulted by the RMB.
When the gavel fell, Ou Moyuan watched as the item was won by Zhou Suihuai, who then looked at Bian Zhi's profile with a flattering smile.
He said, "You tell me if I'm good or not. If you tell me to stop, I won't play anymore."
Bian Zhi opened his mouth and said two words, but his voice was so soft that he didn't hear it.
But it was enough to make the violence in his heart surge up uncontrollably.
He regretted it!
He shouldn't have listened to Duan Chengfeng just now. He should have tried his best to get this work.
This originally belonged to him!
For a moment, Ou Moyuan felt that this auction item, like Bian Zhi, was completely isolated from his future life.
His fingertips were numb, but he was powerless and could only watch her smile at another man.
The suffocation in his heart made Ou Moyuan almost taste the blood.
Duan Chengfeng looked at Ou Moyuan's heavy expression, raised his hand and patted Ou Moyuan's shoulder, "Forget it."
never mind.
never mind……
Ou Moyuan lowered his eyes and looked at the tile floor.
I used up all my self-control and said to myself: Forget it.
She was just a country woman whom she had ignored in the past. Even if she really had something going on with these people, it was just to please them with her beauty. Could Lin Ye and Zhou Suihuai really marry her home?
When the time comes, come to him crying.
He wouldn't even look at her again.
Ou Moyuan calmed his breath, turned his gaze back to the auction table, and returned to his usual indifferent and noble appearance.
Except for the supreme and invincible Dzi bead that Lin Ye bought for 80 million, the rest of the items were auctioned normally.
Soon we arrived at the ink painting.
This is an authentic work of Gu Kaizhi, and there are quite a lot of people holding up signs.
Bian Zhi looked at the time and frowned slightly. It was almost curfew time.
Recently, because there were many patients in the Chinese medicine hospital, she came back a little late, and every time she would "coincidentally" see Lin Jue sitting on the sofa watching TV.
I wouldn't scold her.
He just said something in a sarcastic tone, like "my daughter is grown up and I can't control her anymore" and other sour words.
"Hurry up and finish," Bian Zhi whispered to Lin Ye, "Will you go home with me today?"
Lin Ye shook his head. "No, Dad is too nagging. He keeps asking me to go on blind dates every day. I haven't been back lately."
Before Bian Zhi could finish his words.
Ou Moyuan sneered heavily. Bian Zhi looked over speechlessly and saw Ou Moyuan's lips curled.
He looked at her with great contempt, his eyes seemed to say: Asking someone to go home, Bian Zhi, you are no better than this.
Bian Zhi didn't bother to pay attention. He just gave him a sick look and turned away.
Duan Chengfeng covered his face.
This is his own brother, asking him to go home, isn't that normal? Ou Moyuan, what are you thinking about all day?!
But he didn't dare to expose Bian Zhi's identity.
He sighed and said to Ou Moyuan, "Don't keep looking at Bian Zhi. We are here to auction items today, not to see your ex-wife."
The words fell.
It was Ou Moyuan who was ruthlessly condensing.
Duan Chengfeng: “…”
I’m wronged!
The auction of ink paintings begins.
The asking price is five hundred thousand.
Bian Zhi held up the sign, "One million."
The host on the stage's eyes flashed with the same bright light again.
Something happened!
"Miss Bian, I'll bid one million! This is a genuine Gu Kaizhi work, in excellent condition. It's an absolute top choice for collection or gifting to guests."
"Three million!"
"Mr. Ou bids three million!"
The host thought: Here it comes again! Here it comes again!
Everyone: “…”
It starts again!
Bian Zhi held up his sign: "Five million."
Ou Moyuan: "Eight million."
Bian Zhi: "Ten million."
In just three rounds, it exceeded 10 million. Everyone was amazed that this little girl of unknown origin could be so generous.
Lin Ye and Zhou Suihuai were not surprised.
Bian Zhi has always liked these unique things. Besides, when Bian Yaoyao left, she left a lot of money for Bian Zhi. Besides, she herself is also very rich, and Bian Zhi is also filial. This is a gift for Lin Jue, and she wouldn't even blink an eye at the price of tens of millions.
Ou Moyuan raised the sign again: "Eleven million."
Bian Zhi: "Fifteen million."
Ou Moyuan frowned and looked at Bian Zhi, then looked at Lin Ye and Zhou Suihuai beside her.
This woman is really generous when it comes to spending a man's money.
He wanted to see to what extent Lin Ye and Zhou Suihuai would indulge Bian Zhi!
Ou Moyuan raised his sign again: "Sixteen million."
Bian Zhi glanced at the time and said, "Twenty million."
Everyone present swallowed with difficulty.
This girl is scary.
Ou Moyuan's bid was at least one million at a time, but she was different, raising her bid to be four million and above.
Is this a blatant display of contempt towards the RMB and a rhythm of killing it instantly?
This momentum is scary.
Everyone sat in their chairs with their necks hunched, watching the show.
Duan Chengfeng covered his face, his heart was broken beyond words.
Fortunately, their goal today is this ink painting, and their expectation is 20 million.
Going up further -
Duan Chengfeng frowned. Even if he sent the car to the customer and got the order, the cost and benefits would not match.
However, he also knew that Ou Moyuan was still angry about the ancient building restoration he had just made, so he let him vent his anger.
Otherwise, if it gets out that I left the auction site in disgrace today, it would be really embarrassing.
Duan Chengfeng sighed and slumped into his chair.
Ou Moyuan: "Twenty-one million."
Bian Zhi: "Twenty-five million."
People thought that after the price exceeded 20 million, Bian Zhi would be more restrained, or at least the increase in price would be reduced: "..."
Duan Chengfeng glanced at Ou Moyuan.
I saw the veins bulging on his hand as he held the sign.
"Mo Yuan, otherwise..."
Ou Moyuan raised his sign: "Twenty-six million."
Duan Chengfeng: “…”
Bian Zhi remained calm, his expression calm and composed, "30 million."
Everyone's heart tightened, and they all looked at Ou Moyuan, wondering if he was going to make a move.
History repeats itself.
Duan Chengfeng gritted his teeth and whispered to Ou Moyuan, "Forget it. If you keep calling, even if we can get a deal for this gift to the customer, after deducting the price of the auction item, there won't be much profit left. How about we just forget it?"
"Just give way to the girl."
Ou Moyuan looked at the white and tender neck exposed from behind Bian Zhi, but she didn't even look at him.
Why should he let her!
Ou Moyuan raised his sign: "Thirty-one million."
Everyone gasped.
Attention shifted to Bian Zhi.
Bian Zhi glanced at the time and was about to bid when Zhou Suihuai, who was beside her, held her hand and said softly with a smile, "Little darling, can I help you bid?"
"You save the money for snacks?"
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