My Favorite Charmer (Part 2) “I want the whole world to know…
I sent the handkerchief to the laboratory, extracted the substances on it, and tried to simulate and restore the smell on it.
I don’t know if the young man noticed the threat I posed to Halo, as he hasn’t come around me recently.
However, Nangong and Ximen appeared in front of me more often.
Just like in this charity auction, Nangong was sitting on my left.
"Nice to meet you, my president."
"You and I are not in a superior-subordinate relationship."
He chuckled, "Do you know how attractive you are like this? It makes me want to kiss you right here."
I closed my eyes. "If you keep talking, I'll let you know how cold the Nangong family's stocks can be."
"If you like this, my love will bloom a rose for you on the frozen green."
"assistant."
"Boss, I'm here." The assistant opened his notebook, looking like he was ready to take orders and assign work to his subordinates at any time.
Nangong's eyes wandered, "Ahem, um, the auction has started."
He looked straight ahead.
It's finally quiet.
The theme of this auction is charitable donations. The items are voluntarily donated to the auction house by various companies, and all proceeds from the auction will be donated to charity foundations. The auction price is actually the amount of money the company is prepared to raise. The theme is donations rather than auctions.
Therefore, all the participants in this auction seemed to be having a good time. Most of them randomly picked an auction item that they liked and shouted out the amount of money they intended to donate. Few people actually raised the price to bid.
I randomly picked a few items, and the one that piqued my interest was a ring.
This is a men's sapphire ring, the flowing blue halo is very beautiful.
The auction proceeded in an orderly manner. At this time, we discovered that the young man and the heads of the Dongfang and Beiming families were also here.
The young man bought several lots and received some polite compliments.
Back at their seats, Dongfang was talking to him intimately, while Bei Ming had a cold face and held the young man's waist in a domineering manner. The combination of the three of them looked weird yet harmonious.
I looked away and the ring began to be auctioned.
This ring is indeed very beautiful and many people raised their placards. I asked my assistant to raise the placard at a 10% premium. When everyone saw that I was determined to get it, no one raised their placards anymore.
The auctioneer was about to drop the hammer, but a voice came from behind, raising my bid by another million.
The price quoted by the youth.
The assistant and the young man took turns bidding, raising the price by another five million before the young man stopped bidding.
However, Young Master Bei Ming raised the price by another two million.
Bei Ming looked at me with a gloomy gaze, probably because he couldn't bear to see that his sweetheart didn't get the item he liked.
I was too lazy to argue with him, so I asked my assistant to directly quote the total price of the fundraising and bought the ring at an overwhelming price.
After the auction, Bei Ming stopped me.
He gritted his teeth, "You're fine."
I nodded and smiled, "I'm fine."
He took a step forward and said coldly, "You pissed me off."
I said calmly, "Your anger is worthless."
He stared at me with the look of an angry cheetah.
I passed him by.
"etc!"
He suddenly stopped the assistant and stared at my art collection in the assistant's hands.
"Where did you get the painting album in your hand?"
I raised my hand to separate him from the assistant, "I don't need to report the origin of my collection of paintings to you."
"…your collection of paintings?"
Bei Ming repeated it in a low voice, standing there in a daze.
I left with my assistant.
There is also an art exhibition to see next.
There is no extra time to tangle with him.
However, in the toilet in the corner of the exhibition, I heard the conversation between Nangong and Dongfang.
Why did they choose to have their conversation in the bathroom?
Not only is the echo loud, it's also very dirty.
Reminds me of an old friend who is now using a sewing machine.
"Nangong, what are you doing? Are you jealous of Mi'er, so you and the CEO are working together to save Mi'er's face?"
"I thought that Simon and I would no longer compete with you. You should be happy that there are two less strong competitors."
"Ha, Nangong, you used every possible means to get Mi'er's body before, and now you say you won't fight anymore, do you think I will believe you?"
"Dongfang, you were the smartest before, but now you are confused. Can't you see that Mi'er bid for the ring in order to give it to the president?"
"I, Nangong, like beautiful women, but it's always consensual. If Mi'er doesn't want to, how could I force him? Did he tell you that? He gave me his first time because I used dishonorable means?"
"It's not that I can't see it, but I spoiled him before and was obsessed with it. I thought that even if I was slandered, as long as he got what he wanted, it would be fine. That's why I didn't say anything and let you misunderstand."
“…confusing right and wrong.”
"Believe it or not, I'm going to pursue my honey now."
It seems that this time the effect of the heartthrob halo is so strong that it will be a disaster if it falls into the hands of someone with bad intentions.
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The painting helped to soothe the mental assault I felt when I heard their conversation.
I stopped in front of a painting and admired it for a long time. It was an authentic work by a master from the last century. I wondered if the organizer of the exhibition was willing to sell it to a private individual.
Suddenly, footsteps sounded behind him, "President, do you like this painting?"
The voice is gentle.
I didn't turn around. "Interested."
Dongfang walked up to my side and said with a smile, "It's a pity that it's just a replica. It would be great if I could see the original one day."
“This is the original.”
Dongfang was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "The president is really humorous."
"I'm not kidding."
I pointed at a distance and explained a few words casually.
Dongfang looked at the painting for a long time, and after a while, he smiled sincerely.
"Boss, I am convinced."
The moment he said this, I heard a shrill alarm.
[Warning! Warning! Warning! The love values of the four A-rank capture targets have fallen below 60! ]
[The aura of the heartthrob is shattered! I repeat, the aura of the heartthrob is shattered! ]
I heard the young man screaming angrily, "Why! Why is this happening! What on earth happened! 】
The mechanical sound was hoarse and stuck as if it had malfunctioned.
[Bug: The Heartthrob Aura is incompatible with this world, error reported! ]
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After his halo of being a heartthrob was shattered, the young man never appeared in front of me again.
The heads of the four major families began to go crazy.
morning.
Bei Ming and others were in the conference room.
He was no longer gloomy as before, holding half of the painting book in both hands, with three parts of confusion, three parts of expectation, three parts of uneasiness, and one part of anger in his eyes.
"It's my fault. I recognized the wrong person. It turns out that you are the artist of these paintings. The collection of paintings in your hand is the one I have been looking for for ten years."
noon.
Ximen rode a horse to block me downstairs of the company, causing a traffic jam in front of the company.
He gave me a devilish smile, "This is the BMW I bought for you, man, are you happy with what you see?"
The assistant called the police. When he was taken away by the traffic police, he was still defending himself by saying, "Why can't horses run on the road? If it's a road, horses should run on it."
afternoon.
Dongfang came to the door of my company, holding a book and panting heavily.
"I have some rare books here that I want to discuss with you. President, you won't find me annoying, will you? I'm just excited to see them and can't wait to share them with you."
evening.
I was having dinner in the restaurant when Nangong suddenly walked in with a projector. The picture projected onto the wall showed a lush grassland with fat white pigs living leisurely and comfortable. I could tell at a glance that this was the land he had auctioned a while ago.
Nangong looked at me, his eyes domineering and affectionate.
"I want the whole world to know that I have contracted this pig farm for you!"
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Damn, retard.
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