When the young master of the city heard Chu Ling'er's laughter, he blinked and then knocked on the wall: "Don't laugh too loudly. Think about the consequences before laughing. If not for the sake of our common enemy, Jing Lanchen."

, I really can’t guarantee what will happen to you now?”

The Young Master Cheng's voice was not very controlled, Chu Ling'er could hear it, and of course Jing Lanchen on the other side could also hear it.

Chu Ling'er was stunned, the corners of her lips twitched subconsciously, and her first reaction was to retort: ​​"You threaten me, I..."

She, Chu Linger, hates being threatened the most!

However, before she finished speaking, Gu Xiaoyan stopped her.

"What's going on? The person in Box 11 is also here from Young Master Cheng?" Gu Wu was a little confused after hearing Young Master Cheng's words.

Gu Wujue's situation was getting more and more complicated today: "Who are these people? The person in box No. 11 is a woman."

"Don't worry about the people in Box 11." Young Master Jing obviously did not classify the people in Box 11 as hostile parties, because he had already heard Chu Ling'er's voice.

He had investigated Gu Qingcheng's affairs before, so he naturally knew about Chu Ling'er.

He also guessed that Chu Ling'er should be here on behalf of Murong Duanyang.

Chu Ling'er just loves to have fun, so she might have pressed the ringtone by mistake before.

Because he knew that the person in box No. 11 was Chu Ling'er, Young Master Jing didn't think much about it.

"Oh." Gu Wu responded softly, not sure whether he was relieved or a little disappointed.

"Young Master Jing, Mr. Meng's intention against us on the 10th is so obvious, we can't just let it go, right?" Gu Wu looked at his Young Master Jing, his eyes bright.

Things like that just now are really exciting and enjoyable, and Gu Wujue is addictive.

He usually does things very calmly, but now he feels as if the blood in his body is boiling, making him want to continue uncontrollably.

However, he has to get the consent of his own master Jing first!!!

"Then I'll take a few more pictures and control the price." Young Master Jing has never been one to let others bully him. If someone bullies him, he has no reason not to fight back.

Jing Lanchen followed the auction of the next few lots every time, and Mr. Meng from Box 10 continued to ring the bell, but in the end it was Mr. Meng who paid for them.

There were no sky-high prices like the last two auctions, but the prices each time were definitely not low. In short, the prices obtained by Mr. Meng were not cost-effective.

Soon the three billion that Uncle Dong called was used up.

"Young Master Cheng, we have run out of money." Aqiang really wanted to cry at this moment. Young Master Cheng had lost to Young Master Jing every time and never won.

Several times, the young master of the city had clearly calculated everything and was able to control it.

But Young Master Jing was able to stop in front of Young Master Cheng's planned price. It was really weird.

Could it be that Young Master Jing also learned psychology from the eldest lady of the Tang family and could see through people's minds?

Could it be that the young master of Beijing can penetrate the wall and read the mind of the young master of the city?

"Let Uncle Dong call me again." Three billion was used up just like that, but the young master of the city didn't feel sorry at all.

"I will always beat Jing Lanchen once." For the young master of the city, nothing is more important than winning Jing Lanchen.

"Uncle Dong said that the city lord just said that he can no longer send money to the young master of the city." Aqiang breathed secretly and looked at the young master of his city with some caution.

In fact, Uncle Dong didn't say this at all. He didn't want to see the young master of the city messing around anymore, so he lied.

"How did the city lord know?" The young lord's beautiful peach blossom eyes turned slightly and looked at Aqiang.

"I told Guan Zhong. When I went to see the city lord last time, Guan Zhong gave me his contact information."

Aqiang was stared at by Young Master Cheng and felt extremely guilty. In fact, he did not tell Butler Zhong. No matter how much Young Master Cheng acted, he would not be able to tell Butler Zhong.

He just wanted to stop the young master of the city.

"Then forget it." Young Master Cheng's eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he thought of, but he actually agreed like this.

Aqiang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"The next auction item is a hosta. The starting bid is five million. If you follow the auction, it will be increased by another five hundred thousand." The host began to introduce the next item.

"This is not expensive, we should be able to shoot it again, right?" Young Master Cheng was obviously still a little unwilling.

"Young Master Cheng, I just did the math and we have less than three million left." Aqiang didn't lie this time. They really only had three million left.

Three billion, and in less than an hour, there are only three million left. Who else would be so wasteful except the young master of the city?

If it were an ordinary child, he would probably be beaten to death immediately after returning home?!

The young master of the city raised his eyebrows and said nothing. It was rare for him to be so quiet.

Although Aqiang was a little strange and surprised, since the young master of the city had promised not to mess around anymore, he didn't say anything more.

"Young Master Jing, this hairpin is good. You can give it to Madam." Secretary Liu, who had always been nervous, his eyes lit up when he saw the hairpin. He felt that the hairpin was quite suitable for Madam.

"Well, it's not bad." Mr. Jing's eyes also brightened obviously. This hosta is indeed suitable for his wife.

So he wants this hosta.

"Take a photo of it." Young Master Jing spoke directly to Gu Wu. Although Young Master Jing's words were simple, Gu Wu instantly understood what Young Master Jing meant.

That is to say, even if I lose to Mr. Meng this time, I still have to take a picture of this hosta.

Mr. Jing plans to give the hosta to his wife, so he must not let others take the photo.

"Okay, I understand." Gu Wu nodded and rang the bell. The price of this jade hairpin is not expensive. Even if Mr. Meng competes with Mr. Jing, the price will not be too high.

Gu Wu was ready to really compete with Mr. Meng once, and he had to compete with him this time.

But what surprised Gu Wu was that after he rang the bell, Mr. Meng in Box 10 made no movement.

"What happened?" Gu Wu was stunned, not believing his ears: "Did I miss something?"

"No, I really didn't follow him in Box 10 this time." Secretary Liu explained to Gu Wu repeatedly.

"Are you afraid of losing? Don't you dare to argue with Mr. Jing anymore? Or do you have no money?" Gu Wu's lips twitched. This development was really something he didn't expect.

"I think there may be no money." Secretary Liu is more convinced of this result.

"That's a good thing. We don't have Mr. Meng from Box 10 to compete with us. We may not have to spend much money to take photos of this hosta. I don't think anyone will compete with us anymore." Gu Wu smiled after realizing it.
Chapter completed!