Chapter 37 Why don't you have a drink with our President Zhao

The auction of Changsheng House has already started.

According to the rules of the auction, the better the items, the more they are left to the end. The first part is basically to attract more attention.

At the beginning, Bo Sili's handsome face was always stern and emotionless.

Chen Yun sat next to him and still played a wave of advantages as a host and introduced him to several collections.

Unfortunately, Bo Sili was not interested.

The collection was the painting of a beautiful woman, with a starting price of 5 million and a hammer of 1 million.

As soon as the price was called out, Bo Zhongqing in the front raised his sign and shouted "10 million."

There was a sigh in the field.

"The character of the second young master Bo, who is lustful and romantic, can't be broken even at the auction."

"Everyone knows that she likes this. The previous painting of the ten famous prostitutes of the previous dynasty was also bought by him."

...

After shouting back and forth, the painting of the beauty was finally bought by Bo Zhongqing for 15 million.

"Thank you, everyone."

Bo Zhongqing raised his eyebrows and curled up the corners of his lips, very proud.

The assistant wiped his sweat and reminded him in a low voice: "Second young master, you have to be more restrained. Your credit card has been maxed out again this month."

Bo Zhongqing glanced at him, "Isn't credit card used to be maxed out?"

Assistant: ...

The next collection is a pearl hairpin. It

is made of emerald and gilded, with a night-shining pearl inlaid on it, very beautiful.

Bo Sili's eyebrows moved slightly, and his thin lips opened slightly, "What is this?"

Chen Yun had already lowered his head to play with his mobile phone to flirt with girls. Hearing this, he was stunned and looked at him, "What?"

"That hairpin, it's pretty."

Chen Yun quickly put away his mobile phone and introduced it seriously, "This is the last work of Mr. Xu, a top craftsman in the Republic of China. It was worn by Meng Die, a big star in the Republic of China. Later, when Meng Die fell into poverty, it was sold and passed to me."

"Wearing a cheongsam, a bun and inserting this pearl hairpin, she is definitely a wealthy lady!"

Chen Yun's description quickly appeared in Bo Sili's mind.

He seemed to have seen Yi Huan wearing a cheongsam and wearing this pearl hairpin walking towards him.

Not bad.

Although Xinghuwan has enough jewelry, it is indeed short of a pearl hairpin like this.

"The starting price is five million, and one hammer is five hundred thousand."

"Six..."

"Ten million."

The voices of Bo Sili and Bo Zhongqing rang out at the same time.

Bo Zhongqing turned around and looked at Bo Sili behind him. Bo Sili stared at him coldly.

Bo Zhongqing:...

Bo Zhongqing turned around and questioned the assistant: "Didn't you say that he came here for the Heart of the Ocean?"

Assistant: "Aren't you going to shoot "Beauty Picture"? "

"Can't I shoot one more?"

Assistant: "...Then he can too."

"..."

Bo Zhongqing thought about it and gave up.

He didn't have as much money as Bo Sili, just.

But he didn't care about a broken pearl hairpin.

Not at all. As

soon as Bo Sili opened his mouth, there was silence for two seconds.

Everyone was weighing the pros and cons.

Bo Sili can get whatever he wants. Losing something is a small matter, but offending Bo Sili is a big matter.

Now the power of the Bo family is growing, and Bo Sili's position in the consortium is becoming more and more prominent.

There is no need to offend him for a collection.

After Bo Sili called out the price, no one dared to bid again, so the hairpin belonged to him.

"Thank you all for your love."

Bo Sili's cold voice echoed in the venue.

Ye Wan in the back row was so angry that her eyes were burning.

He bid for this hairpin, and he must have wanted to give it to Yi Huan.

But how could that woman be worthy of such a good thing?

Ye Wan waved her hand and called the assistant over: "What's the situation over there?"

"Everything is normal, and it's all within our arrangement."

"Okay."

Ye Wan narrowed her eyes.

After that woman's scandal broke out and she became notorious, Bo Sili would naturally abandon her.

By then, she would naturally still be Bo Sili's fiancée.

Only she was worthy of standing beside him.

Over at Hibiscus Pavilion.

Yi Huan wanted to leave as soon as she came in, but Lin Jing held her back and asked her to be patient.

In front of so many people, Yi Huan couldn't explain to Lin Jing, so she had to sit next to Lin Jing and stay as far away from that person as possible.

"This is Miss Yi Huan, right?"

Mr. Ma, the advertising company opposite, asked with a smile.

"Yes."

Lin Jing nodded.

Yi Huan sat next to her with a dark face, which looked very ugly.

Lin Jing noticed her abnormality, but everyone was there, and they were the second party, so it was not good to not give face.

If she walked away, today's cooperation would be ruined.

She could only hold Yi Huan's hand under the table and try her best to comfort her.

"Our President Zhao is a loyal fan of Miss Yi. He has watched several works Miss Yi filmed when she was in school."

"Yi Huan is indeed very talented."

Lin Jing said, "That's why we specially invited her to be the assistant director this time." President

Zhao is a middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing glasses, with a big belly, fat head and big ears.

At this moment, the squinting eyes were looking at the woman opposite through the thick glasses. She

was white and clean, and looked soft and delicious.

At first, this was the little bride that the Yi family promised to give her.

In the end, the little girl didn't get married, and his father died.

He was greedy when he thought about that night, when he almost ate this little fat sheep into his stomach.

If it weren't for the meddling of the Bo family, this woman would be his now.

"Miss Yi, how about you have a drink with our President Zhao?"

someone on the side suggested.

Yi Huan kept her head down from beginning to end, just wanting to pass the time quickly.

Seeing this, Lin Jing hurriedly said: "This won't work. Our Yi Huan is pregnant and can't drink."

"Well, just one glass, beer, no big deal."

The other party continued to make a fuss.

"That's right. We invested 10 million in you. What's wrong with a glass of wine?"

"Miss Yi is not famous yet, but you're already putting on airs. What? Do you look down on our President Zhao?"

As someone was speaking, someone stood up and was about to pass the wine glass to Yi Huan.

"President Zhao."

Lin Jing, who was standing beside him, took the wine glass from the person who was trying to persuade her to drink. The corners of his lips curled up and he put on a gentle smile. "I'm the director of this play. I toast to you on behalf of Yi Huan."

President Zhao narrowed his small eyes and looked at Lin Jing. Comparison

is frustrating. Although Lin Jing is also a pretty lady, with a stunning beauty like Yi Huan in front of her, no matter how beautiful other women are, they all look dull.

Besides, his target today is only Yi Huan.

"Hmph."

President Zhao put the glass of wine on the table with a "bang", spilled half of it, and said angrily: "Who wants to drink with you? Don't you know your own weight!"

The smile on Lin Jing's face froze, and the glass of wine was put down silently.

The atmosphere in the box suddenly became cold. Several other directors were winking at Yi Huan, trying to make Yi Huan give in.

After all, it was just a glass of beer.

But Yi Huan, as if he didn't see it, picked up the chopsticks and calmly picked up a piece of celery, "It tastes good."