first marriage

At the same time, there was an alarm sounded with hindsight.

"Cough, cough..." The person in charge was choked by the white smoke and couldn't open his eyes. The loud sound of the crystal chandelier being smashed seemed to hit his heart, and the scorched part seemed to be his flesh and blood.He roared furiously, "Bastard! Open all the doors and windows for me—"

Finally... After all the smoke disappeared, a messy auction venue appeared in front of everyone.

In just 10 minutes, earth-shaking changes have taken place here.

A bodyguard ran over panting, and reported to the dull-eyed person in charge, "All the instruments in the monitoring room have been stopped! The cameras didn't capture any valuable images at all."

"Bastard—" the person in charge grabbed the bodyguard's collar, "Where are those idiots guarding the monitoring room? Where are they?"

The bodyguard turned his head slightly, with an embarrassed look on his face, "They were all... fainted on the ground!"

"Trash—" the person in charge cursed fiercely, pushed him away, and yelled like a madman, "Aren't you the most powerful bodyguard company in the world? Aren't you retired special forces like wild wolves? Why? Like a kitten, being fainted casually?"

The bodyguard was speechless.

"Now—you tell me, who is it? Who made such a thing?" The person in charge pointed to the remains of the emperor's wedding dress covered in glass crystal shards, heartbroken, "Can you fucking afford to pay for such a priceless treasure?" ?”

The bodyguard stood there groaning, being scolded bloody by the person in charge, unable to utter a word.

Outside the door, a group of people rushed in.

The person in charge saw one head and two big ones, and hurried up to greet him, "Mr. Smith, are you here?"

Smith is the client of the emperor's favorite clothes.Now that the emperor's wedding dress had such a big trouble, he who was waiting upstairs in the presidential suite, of course he couldn't sit still!

Smith is a typical American old man. His hair is fairly thick, his skin is white and red, and his face is covered with age spots. He is sitting in a wheelchair. pressure.

"Blake, I handed this treasure to you for the sake of our years of cooperation. Now... what's going on?"

The person in charge, Black, was terrified, "Mr. Smith, all of this was an accident. Someone must have planned it..."

"I don't care if it was an accident or what! I just ask you, why is my emperor's favorite clothes like this!" Smith pointed at the broken treasure on the ground angrily.

Before the crystal chandelier fell to the ground, the excessively high temperature caused the emperor's favorite clothes that came into contact with it to be heated and burned. After a while, only a few pieces of embroidery remained.

Blake almost knelt on the ground and begged Smith for forgiveness, "Accident? Such a thing happened, do you want me to go to the insurance company?"

"Mr. Smith... this..." It's fine if it's an ordinary collection, but this is the emperor's favorite clothes, the most popular treasure recently, how can Black dare to promise compensation?

"Okay! I don't care what method you use, I must pay for all my losses within ten days." Smith said with a black face, "For the sake of our friendship, we will pay the final auction price of 500 billion U.S. dollars. compensation."