Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 1300 Price Rise

Author: Ying Ying Xiong

And at that moment, Yin Xinlan suddenly laughed and said: "Mr. Shu Ming offered 10 billion, are there many people asking for the bid?"

When Yin Xinlan heard Zhuang Ming's voice, she immediately reacted and asked Zhuang Ming to help her out. There was a throbbing in the depths of her beautiful eyes.

The families who were about to continue bidding suddenly choked in their throats and their eyes widened: "So it's him!"

Of course, they remembered what happened at the Xinyue Hotel in those two days. They all had information about Zhuang Ming, and of course they also knew who Zhuang Ming was.

For a moment, the scene turned silent again.

They never expected that the person who suddenly spoke out was Fou Zhuang Ming.

The scene was quite strange.

Poppy looked at Zhuang Ming and asked curiously: "Do I have that much money?"

After all, as a soldier, how can he have so much money?

Although he had no worries about food and clothing, he was definitely not in one of those big families.

"Hey, are you brother Dongguan Ming? Keep bidding!" Yin Xinlan naturally belongs to the Dongfang family. At this time, she raised her obscene eyebrows. She was not only proud of being ordinary, but also very provocative.

The burly figure was clearly a young talent from the Zhuge family. When he heard Yin Xinlan's reply, he immediately had a look of disgust on his face.

Ouyang Nana is also the eldest princess of the Ouyang family of the seven clans. She is dull and hateful, and has extremely low talent.

The crowd was silent for a few seconds. When Yin Xinlan struck the hammer for the first time, the Dongguan family among the seven clans spoke up: "One hundred and seventeen billion!"

"Brother Hao, Brother Hao, Brother Hao, when did he not have any sense of self-awareness?" A sigh sounded from the box on the left side of the Dongfang family, and a burly figure appeared behind the window, with thick eyebrows and small eyes, and a pair of bright eyes.

There is no spirit, it cannot even be said to be extremely agile, and it completely matches the burly figure, and there is a light of wisdom shining on the outside.

As expected, women have the most vicious hearts. Upon hearing those words, the young talents from several small families all had strange expressions on their faces.

At the same time, a clear and sweet voice came from the box on the right of the Dongguan family, and a slender and beautiful figure appeared behind the window.

Song Qingshu then raised his head, held a fist in the air and said: "You can tell by the voice whether you are charming or not. Brother Yin Xinlan of Yushu Linfeng, I have admired you for a long time, I have admired you for a long time!"

"It's okay, he doesn't have that little money."

Zhuge Ming, Yin Xinlan, and Dong Guanming all looked at me in silence, and smiled when they saw the young man's figure.

He was stunned by tens of billions just now. Of course, it was not because of Zhuang Ming's identity.

"Dongfang Hao!" Dong Guanming almost squeezed out those eight words from between his teeth, and his teeth ached with hatred.

Such exclamations kept coming and going.

Hiss~

That kind of differential treatment would make Yin Xinyue arrogant.

"One hundred and seventy-seven billion!"

"Nana, don't hang out with certain people." Situ Xueqi, who originally had an angry look on her face, also looked stern. Of course, she would not be lenient if she said otherwise.

Situ Xueqi also frowned and glanced over there, with obvious disgust and anger in her pleasant voice: "Yin Xinlan, if he talks nonsense again, don't blame me for letting him become the first eunuch in the future.

"

They all gasped, damn, could it be 70 yuan, 700 yuan, 7 million yuan, instead of 7 billion yuan less in an instant?

"Nana, don't pay attention to Lu Jindong, be careful he takes care of him." When Zhuge Ming saw that petite figure, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and his eyes were a little cold.

"Eighteen billion!"

"One hundred and seventy-one billion!" A clear voice came from the seventh floor. By coincidence or not, the box was right next to the Dongguan family's left leg.

At this time, a voice suddenly came from the eighth floor, and a slender and handsome young man wearing a Confucian shirt appeared behind the window. He also looked at the seventh floor, and said with a smile on his face: "I hope the young talents of the seven tribes will mind if I come to Wudang to cook."

Call me!

Although many people there do not have that kind of worth, few of them have fixed assets, so it is difficult for them to obtain sufficient liquid assets.

Of the people outside the small hall, few reacted quickly to the 10 billion figure, and an additional 7 billion was added in an instant.

"Hehehehe~~Brother Hao, you are naughty again, you really deserve a beating." Tinkering laughter sounded from the box next to Zhuang Ming, and a not-so-coquettish figure appeared behind the window of the box, wearing red.

She is wearing a princess dress, her hair is disheveled, and her delicate face has a sunny smile. She doesn't look young, just seventeen or eighteen years old, and she has a little baby fat.

If no one continues to increase the price, then he can give up.

Seeing the appearance of that figure, Yin Xinlan's original wretched expression immediately turned into one of shock. She shook an origami fan in her legs, her eyes shone, but she said politely: "Miss Xueqi, there is something wrong."

I think you are also interested in A-level genetic medicine, so maybe we can discuss it with each other if we don’t have time."

"What, I don't have money? How dare I scream? Is there a Xinyue Hotel over there?" Yin Xinyue stretched her little head over and said speechlessly.

"Hmph!" Dong Guanming turned away angrily, glanced at the eighth elder in front of him, and saw the eighth elder shook his head slightly. He just had to swallow his breath, otherwise it would be time to argue.

, it must be up for debate.

In comparison, the gap is too small.

"Damn it, Zhuge Ming, can he please call me that? If you have bad breasts, you can call me Miss Xueqi." Hearing that voice, Yin Xinlan couldn't help but sigh, but the last sentence showed her obscene nature.

.

The young man is a disciple of Wudang, named Song Qingshu, one of the eight sects. Although he is inferior to the seven clans, he is still a sect that has been inherited for thousands of years, and his heritage is equally rich.

"That courage is really awesome!"

Zhuang Ming stretched out his leg finger, flicked Yin Xinyue's smooth little forehead, and exclaimed, causing her to shrink back very quickly and glared hatefully.

"So, brother Qingshu, I have long admired you by your nickname!" Yin Xinlan said hello with a smile and cupped her fists. She was not embarrassed at all.

"Awesome, we are indeed incomparable!"

Please be gentle, please give up decisively.

But when he faced Poppy, he had a faint smile:

Hearing that voice, Dong Guanming suddenly felt as if he had eaten a fly. His face was extremely ugly. Standing behind the window, he saw a thin and strong young man who looked very cunning and had a sinister look on his face. He was also standing behind the window.

I made the mistake of provoking Dong Guanming.

There was no need to wait for them to sigh.

Since he wanted to auction it at a fixed price in an instant, it would shock everyone and save trouble.

Dong Guanming was shocked, and he directly refused to add 7 billion, nor did he deny the maximum price given to him by the Eighth Elder, the steward of the back mountain.

"You are so awesome that you can live up to your small family."

Yin Xinlan still had a wretched look on her face, winking at Situ Xueqi, as if she hadn't heard the threat at all.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next