After the divorce, the whole world wants to chase her

Chapter 35

Hearing the high and fierce bidding in his ears, Su Mei didn't answer.

"600."

"650."

"700."

"750."

"."

The bidding is fierce, most of which are 50 and 100 million, and are still going on.

Suddenly a voice was not loud, but it was hard to ignore: "1000 million."

"1000?"

The host was also stunned, and then responded quickly: "President Li is 1000 million, is there any more?"

Others don't know, but the host knows that this set of handmade silver needles by Mr. Yan Ge was put up for auction by the Li family.

What does it mean to bid again now?
After many years of professional training, the host is still calm, with a smile on his face.

"500 million."

Suddenly the price soared up by 500 million, and everyone looked at it curiously.

Sure enough, apart from the Lu family in the Imperial Capital, who could fight Li Xingzhou and had capital, no one else had the guts to do so.

Many people began to shake their heads in pity.

The two big tigers and leopards are fighting tonight, it seems that there is nothing wrong with them.
Lu Shaoxiu picked up his wine glass and deliberately challenged Li Xingzhou to demonstrate.

Li Xingzhou's expression was indifferent, but Jiang Mu standing behind his face turned pale, and bowed his head to apologize: "I'm sorry, President Li, it was our mistake."

If Lu Shaoxiu spoke up, he would definitely crush Li Xingzhou tonight.

In the first round of the aromatherapy competition, Li Xingzhou was swayed. Lu Shaoxiu was already filled with resentment, but at this moment, he wanted to confront Li Xingzhou.

The fake auction has been soared to 3000 million.

Li Xingzhou still didn't see any trace of 'Mei', it seems that he won't come tonight.

The man glanced gloomy at the triumphant Lu Shaoxiu, got up and left.

Seeing that Li Xingzhou was about to leave, Lu Shaoxiu also hurried out, followed by Jian Lin with a puzzled expression on his face: "Boss Lu, you spent 3000 million yuan to buy a set of silver needles that you don't need, it's not worth it!~"

"I'm happy."

Lu Shaoxiu really didn't need this set of silver needles, but as long as he saw Li Xingzhou slumped, he would be happy. This might be the world of the rich.

3000 million to buy a 'Happy', Jian Lin looked envious.

In three or two steps, on Tang Ming's stairs, Lu Shaoxiu blocked Li Xingzhou's footsteps, and looked at Li Xingzhou provocatively and playfully: "What?"

"It's just a set of silver needles. President Li wants it, so I'll give it to you!"

Seeing the feeling of Li Xingzhou being pushed down by him, Lu Shaoxiu was in a good mood.

With such a mindless person, Li Xingzhou never wastes his time, and his eyes are cold: "I will spend the 3000 million that Mr. Lu has tonight."

After speaking, he walked away with his long legs, and before Lu Shaoxiu came out of the shock, the man left only a cold back.

Lu Shaoxiu was furious, turned around and asked Jian Lin who was following him, "What did he mean by that just now?"

Jian Lin didn't care about being out of breath, and looked anxious: "Mr. Lu, I just came over to hear the host tell others that this set of old Yan Ge's handmade silver needles is what the Li family auctioned."

That is to say, Lu Shaoxiu's 3000 million was given to Li Xingzhou in exchange for an unnecessary silver needle?
Lu Shaoxiu was annoyed, and couldn't help roaring at the back of Li Xingzhou who had heard the news: "Li Xingzhou, you wait for me."

"Boss, why don't you make a move?"

At the end of the auction, the Lu family got Yan Gelao's ancient craft handmade silver needle at a price of 3000 million.

Song Yan looked at the fearless Su Mei curiously.

Didn't she always want this set of silver needles?
Why is there no movement at all tonight?

Then what are you doing here?
Su Mei tugged at the long skirt on her body, stood up reluctantly with her lazy body, looked at the empty seat opposite, and sneered, "Didn't you see the gods fighting tonight? Why are we here?" Wading in muddy water."

"But haven't you always wanted this set of silver needles?"

"There is more than one way to get what you want."

3000 million silver needles are indeed not affordable for everyone.

Furthermore, although this set of silver needles is rare, it is not worth the price, at most it is 800 million.

Lu Shaoxiu still lost money tonight.

Stared at by Su Mei's scorching eyes, Song Yan only felt a bad premonition fermented in his heart.

He was so frightened that he covered his upper body, with a vigilant expression on his face: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Then I heard Su Mei say something indifferent: "As the saying goes, raising soldiers for a thousand days and using them for a short time, Song Yan, it's time for you to go out."

Of course, Song Yan knew what it meant.

Immediately, he looked like an iron rooster whose hair had exploded: "Su Mei, do you have a conscience, do you know if I am a conscientious one?"

"Are you going to force me?"

"Can you be good?" It's strange.

Su Mei didn't believe that he would be good at all, so she didn't see Song Yanzhaomao standing there, turned around and walked towards Tang Ming's gate.

Song Yan's voice kept whispering in his ear: "Su Mei, it seems that you have already made plans for tonight, don't you?"

After tonight's seemingly uneventful night, Su Mei felt that the method of bidding might not necessarily win the silver needle, and it might expose herself, so it was not worthwhile.

Bringing Song Yanlai, of course, has his purpose.

"Su Mei, you can't push me on my path to becoming good, at least don't pull me!~"

"I'll give you [-] errand fees, don't smudge, and you'll have to leave." Song Yan wanted to cry, but when he heard Su Mei's words '[-] errand fees', he immediately put away his wailing skin.

Flattering: "Boss, is what you said true?"

"Don't cheat, give the money first."

Knowing Song Yan's appearance, Su Mei was familiar with it and sent the prepared ones to Song Yan's mobile phone.

With a sound of 'ding—', it was confirmed that the 5 yuan had been credited to the account, and Song Yan lost his previous appearance.

He took what Su Mei handed over, turned around and disappeared in Tang Ming.

The low-key Cayenne was parked outside Tang Ming's door, Li Xingzhou sat gloomily on the leather seat, Jiang Mu held the steering wheel with a solemn expression.

"President Li, tonight"

After finally arranging everything, there is no trace of 'Mei' at all.

This man is really mysterious.

Jiang Mu's brows were cold, and he didn't dare to look at Li Xingzhou's face through the rearview mirror, because they were sitting in the same car, and the breath of death constantly wafting from behind could already freeze a person to death.

Jiang Mu didn't have the guts to challenge any more, so he quickly shut his mouth.

Li Xingzhou's eyes looked at the bright light coming out of Tang Ming's gate, his cold lips were pursed into a straight line, feeling depressed.

"drive."

The car drove away with a puff of exhaust fumes.

For the nth time Su Mei rolled over on the bed, the phone rang.

"The matter is settled, come and pick up the things tomorrow!~"

With a smile on the corners of her lips, Su Mei knew that Song Yan could do anything.

And the next day, there was a piece of news that quickly spread across the top aristocratic circles.

(End of this chapter)