Shi Sangluo arranged Wu Yun to sit beside him and whispered: "After all, I'm an alumni."

Mr. Zhao made a speechless expression to her.

"Next, the penultimate lot of our auction-"

The etiquette lady was holding a tray, which was an exquisite ancient style wooden shelf, which was dragging the purple-red peach wood hairpin.

The guest area immediately began to talk.

Shi Sangluo probably heard it all, because today is a charity auction, all the items were donated by everyone, and the people who come today are basically either rich or noble, and the donated things are basically priceless.

This peach wood hairpin looks a bit too...simple.

The host held the introduction manual for the lot and read the introduction of the hairpin: "The material of this hairpin is mahogany, purely handmade."

Just this sentence.

Someone below asked, "Is there any?"

The host shook his head: "This lot was donated by alumni of H University, and there is no other introduction. The starting price is 3,000 yuan, and the auction starts now."

HU is a famous engineering college. Although it has an art department, the art department is not very famous.

So when the hairpin started to be auctioned, no one raised the sign after a long time.

Mr. Zhao raised the sign as agreed.

The host immediately announced: "On the 93rd, 3,500 yuan, is there any higher than 3,500 yuan?"

“…”

"Okay, 3500 yuan per time, 3500 yuan twice..."

Mr. Zhao snorted and laughed: "Secretary Shi, it seems that you don't need to pay your salary in advance, it's just 3,500 yuan."

Shi Sangluo also felt a little happy, "Yes."

"Actually, 3,500 is expensive. You can buy this kind of hairpin with a lot of searches on Taobao."

"After all, this hairpin was donated by the alma mater, and the money was also used as a charity."

Mr. Zhao nodded: "Yes, since you are here, I will participate more."

"Huh?" Wu Yun suddenly frowned in confusion, "This hairpin looks so familiar."

Shi Sangluo immediately turned to look at her: "Have you seen it?"

"I must have seen it somewhere, but I just can't remember it for a moment... By the way! I remember it!" Wu Yun suddenly said: "In the school history museum!"

She grabbed Shi Sangluo's hand excitedly: "Senior Sister, do you know that our school once had a talented designer named Gu Fuye! He is so amazing! But God is jealous of the talent and died early. This hairpin is his relic, as if it was made for his girlfriend...Senior Sister, what's wrong with you, senior sister?"

"Ah, it's okay."

"Why are your face so white? Are you okay?"

Shi Sangluo shook his head, held Wu Yun's hand, and asked, "Has this hairpin been in the school history museum?"

Wu Yun nodded and shook her head again: "I don't know much about it before, but it was there since the first day I entered H University and visited the school history museum. At that time, the tour guide told us the story of Senior Gu and his girlfriend, but their relationship seemed to be very confidential. No one in the school knew who his girlfriend was. I went to ask a few teachers who were in the same class as Senior Gu and later stayed at the school as a counselor. They probably knew, but they were unwilling to say more. Senior sister, do you know?"

"I……"

"Secretary Shi!" Mr. Zhao called her anxiously: "Fu Chengyuan is crazy!"

"What's wrong with him?"

"Didn't you hear it?" Mr. Zhao said speechlessly: "He just added the hairpin to 100,000 yuan in one breath! Do we still call the price?"

Shi Sangluo sighed heavily and shook his head.

"Don't you really want it? I really won't call you?"

"Yeah, don't call."

Since Fu Chengyuan had noticed Mr. Zhao's sign, with his personality, he had to take down the hairpin no matter how much it cost, not for anything else, but just to breathe.

If you continue to call like this endlessly, it will end up with a crushing defeat.

and……

Shi Sangluo's heart was that he didn't want this hairpin to be exposed in public, and he didn't want it to attract too many people's attention.

"Senior sister, do you want it?" Wu Yun suddenly asked.

Shi Sangluo said: "I just thought, it's too expensive now, I can't afford it."

"I'll buy it for you."

"you?"

Wu Yun nodded, grabbed the number card directly from Mr. Zhao, and raised it.

The host on the stage was Changnuo: "One hundred thousand yuan once, one hundred thousand yuan twice... The price was increased again on the 93rd, one hundred thousand and five hundred yuan once!"

Fu Chengyuan raised his sign again: "Two hundred thousand."

Yunyun also raised the sign, host: "No. 93, 200,050 per day!"
Chapter completed!