The scumbag's little ancestor hasn't fallen off the horse

Chapter 161 Auction ends

Fu Xiuyao saw people on the tablet constantly increasing prices and chasing prices. The speed was extremely fast, and there was almost no room to stop and think.

At first there were more than 20 people bidding for the auction, but in the end there were only ten or five people left.

When the remaining three kept bidding, Ju Hanmo looked at the situation with interest, and joked to Fu Xiuyao, "Do you think 021 won the bid or 007 and 009?"

Fu Xiuyao thought this topic was very boring and ignored him.

Ju Hanmo said to himself, "I like 007 better because the number sounds nice."

The corner of Fu Xiuyao's mouth twitched for a moment, amused by his words.

"Oh, Gu Xi, you laughed." Ju Hanmo said while staring at the corner of Fu Xiuyao's mouth that was no longer raised.

Fu Xiuyao looked down at the tablet, and his eyes fell on 021.

"021 has given up the bidding." Ju Hanmo opened his eyes wide and said excitedly, "My 007 is going!"

Fu Xiuyao looked at 007, his eyes drooping.

The bidding speed has dropped significantly. It seems that both parties are carefully considering whether the land is worth the price.

Ju Hanmo also became a little nervous, looking at the tablet almost holding his breath.

When the final result came out, Ju Hanmo looked at the flowers on the tablet screen and sighed, "Oh, 007 still lost."

Fu Xiuyao narrowed her eyes and stopped looking at the tablet. She leaned on the sofa and looked at the huge LCD screen.

She rubbed the index finger and thumb of her right hand, her expression a little serious.

"I don't know if the last auction item will bring blood and blood to everyone." Ju Hanmo smiled, gloating at his misfortune.

Fu Xiuyao looked at the screen with a flat face, and kept rubbing the index finger and thumb of his right hand.

"It seems that everyone is very interested in maintaining youth." Ju Hanmo sneered, crossing his arms and looking at the screen that rapidly changed the bidding numbers.

Fu Xiuyao looked at the EOY with a price increase of one million, his eyes drooping slightly, covering his thoughts.

The first box of medicine was sold for 6000 million yuan.

The price of the second box of medicine started to increase from 6000 million yuan, and the bidding speed obviously slowed down.

Fu Xiuyao leaned against the sofa, lost all interest, and got up to get ready.

"Don't you look at the final turnover?" Seeing her leave, Ju Hanmo asked in puzzlement.

"Not interested." Fu Xiuyao left a sentence and opened the door of the private room to leave.

"Well, then I'll go with you." Ju Hanmo, who was seeing Xing's head, got up and walked towards Fu Xiuyao.

Fu Xiuyao turned his head and said to Ju Hanmo who followed him, "I'll go back by myself."

Ju Hanmo frowned, "Why are you going back, I drove you here by car."

"I'll go back by myself." Fu Xiuyao said lightly and walked towards the gate.

"Okay." Seeing that she was so persistent, Ju Hanmo had no choice but to give up.

"What do you think these people will do for their youth, what else are they willing to lose besides money?" Ju Hanmo's mouth curled up into a wanton smile, which seemed like a sneer.

Fu Xiuyao glanced at Ju Hanmo from the corner of his eye, and replied lightly: "Perhaps for these people, it's not a loss, but an explicit exchange."

Ju Hanmo raised his eyebrows slightly, "That's right."

Everyone values ​​different things in their hearts. Some people care about youth, some people care about emotions, and some people care about money.

Fu Xiuyao and Ju Hanmo were walking side by side, when a middle-aged man in a suit approached him.

She frowned slightly when she saw the person coming, but soon relaxed.

She recognized this person, this was someone close to Feng Zhiting, but he rarely appeared.

Mo You also recognized Fu Xiuyao, and was a little surprised, but he didn't show any gesture to greet her.

Ju Hanmo glanced at Mo You, then looked away disinterestedly and continued walking. He drove to the parking lot on the first floor, while Fu Xiuyao stood at the door and called a taxi.

While she was waiting, a uniformed receptionist came to her and said gracefully, "Hi, our president is here."

(End of this chapter)