Rebirth 1993: I am not a white lotus

Chapter 516 Paramount Ball (37)

Zhao Jixiang is worthy of being a veteran show host. He is calm and generous and can control the overall situation. With a few words, the big bosses who are filled with righteous indignation have no temper. Many people were encouraged by his words and applauded vigorously.

"Bah, it's better to say than to sing, who has piercing eyes? If it's a pile of shit, do you want me to spend 1000 yuan to buy it?"

Su Wen was full of complaints. Before leaving, Gu Mo reminded him to take a picture of the No. 24 box. No matter how he asked, Gu Mo just didn't tell why.

Forget it, just shoot it. At that time, he thought that he would at least give a product picture as a reference. Now it’s good, there is no bullshit, how to shoot?
"Third Uncle, pay attention to your quality." People around covered their mouths and snickered, and Sun Yu stretched his neck even more, so he almost walked over to their table and sat down.

"Han Xiaoxiao, you also know your mission, right?"

Han Xiaoxiao nodded.

"Can you tell me what my nephew and Gu Mo do?"

Han Xiaoxiao thought for a while, and asked solemnly, "Uncle San, do you want to defect?"

Su Wen froze, smashed his mouth, and said helplessly, "Are you the roundworm in my stomach?"

"Third Uncle, you must be kind. You don't want your nephew to never recognize you in this life, do you?"

This old bachelor changed his face a little too quickly. He was still full of affection just now, isn't he just a box?Why such a big reaction?

"Let me ask you again, what does my nephew look like? Do you have a picture of him?"

"I don't have one. Sister He should have one."

"Her?" Su Wen grinned. He was close to He Feiyun before, and they were acting for outsiders.

"Look at my hand." Su Wen stretched out his well-preserved right hand aggrievedly.

The light was a bit dim, and Han Xiaoxiao could only see a few needle holes on it when he got close.

"She pierced it, this girl's heart is too cruel." Su Wen felt lingering fear, and finally connected the two in the media. He ran away from He Feiyun as if fleeing for his life.

"...Uh, third uncle, I deeply sympathize with this."

The whispered conversation between the two did not attract the attention of others, because everyone was discussing how to bid. Zhao Jixiang looked at the scene of whispering below with satisfaction, and tapped the gavel in his hand, "Okay, box No. 1 starts bidding!"

In the audience, Su Wen was still asking about Su Beifeng's appearance. Han Xiaoxiao was all interested in the No. 24 box in the corner, and was annoyed by his question, so he had no choice but to answer angrily, "What do the gods in the sky look like? what kind."

Immediately, a thunder-faced Mr. Mao appeared in Su Wen's mind. He was startled, and he shook his head to drive away the god floating in mid-air.

Box No. 1 was bought by an overseas Chinese wearing a floral shirt who had just returned from a tropical seaside for 3000 yuan. He wanted to open the box and inspect the goods on the spot.

Because it was the first item to be auctioned, everyone was holding a wait-and-see attitude. There were only four or five people participating in the auction, and it ended with only more than 2000 more than the starting price.

Everyone stared at the stage intently, the staff quickly pried open the wooden box, and when the two cloisonné enamel silverware appeared, everyone was dumbfounded.

Han Xiaoxiao stomped her feet regretfully in her heart. She had long thought that there must be good things in the first box, otherwise it would not be enough to arouse the enthusiasm behind.

Such a good plan was ruined by Su Wen's nagging.

Su Wen saw some clues.

"You like those two broken bottles?"

Han Xiaoxiao glanced at him sadly, "Third Uncle, is this a broken bottle?"

"Isn't it? If you like it, you can get a few in my warehouse, and take whatever you want."

Han Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up, but a gentleman loves money and gets it in a proper way. Although she loves money, she still has ambition.

(End of this chapter)