(Two-in-one update, plus five more chapters)

If someone with a poor image stood up and shouted: "One million!", it would be inevitable that he would be labeled as a tycoon, showing off his wealth, and being a bad person. But Cheng Mo stood up as the carrier of Lin Zhinuo's image.

It was completely different. When people focused their attention on him, they all admired this young man in a blue tuxedo. He was so handsome and noble that he was a bit too handsome.

It's like a cool breeze passing through the hall on a hot summer day, making your eyes feel refreshed and comfortable.

It’s true: the stranger is like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world.

In general, one million is not a big deal. It is Cheng Mo who makes the air freeze instantly. One million is just the fuse that lights the fire. Cheng Mo's perfect image is the sounding fireworks.

After a brief silence after receiving the visual impact, the entire banquet hall immediately became slightly noisy. Everyone whispered to each other and asked in a low voice if they knew who this was and whose young master he was.

Only the atmosphere at Cheng Mo's table suddenly dropped to freezing point. The glasses guy on the side never thought that Cheng Mo could do this kind of thing, spending a million just to fight for a breath, and being rich and willful to this extent, this

Even though his face was swollen, he could only endure it and pretend that nothing happened.

Miss Ma, who was opposite Cheng Mo, didn't dare to look in Cheng Mo's direction and lowered her head to look at her phone, but her expression betrayed her thoughts, and her face was full of unnaturalness and embarrassment.

As for the balding man, he remembered what Cheng Mo said at the beginning, and was glad that he had not offended this young man who seemed very indifferent just now. Maybe he would actually ask for him later.

Even the auctioneer, who is used to seeing the big world, was stunned at this moment. She has presided over hundreds of millions of auctions and has never made any mistakes. But she didn't expect that she would make a mistake when hosting a charity auction that was not difficult today.

A simple mistake caused the auction to stall for a while.

Because it was really unexpected, it took the auctioneer a long time to come to his senses. He quickly looked at the last table nervously and said: "The handsome guy No. 117 bids one million. He is so handsome! He is so handsome and handsome."

Is there any kind person who wants to raise the price now?" After saying this, the auctioneer started swinging the auction hammer early, thinking: There is no suspense anymore, although there are some twists and turns, it is finally over.

However, one surprise after another pushed the auction to a climax once again.

Just when the auctioneer was about to count down, Wan Sheng raised his placard again and signaled for another hundred thousand. The auctioneer had to put the auction hammer down again and shouted with excitement in his voice: "One hundred and ten

Ten thousand!"

Although the amount of 1.1 million is not a large amount, all the people participating in the bidding for this painting are young people. Their momentum can still make people feel awe, making everyone present vaguely feel that this is something.

A big scene like billions or even billions.

"The price will be increased by 100,000 to 1.1 million on the 9th. Now this oil painting "The Great Criticism oa ola" from Wang Guangyi has become the most expensive donation in this auction." The auctioneer looked at Cheng Mo and said loudly, as if

Looking forward to him raising his name again.

Not only her, the appetite of the entire audience was whetted, hoping to see a thrilling fight between dragons and tigers.

Du Leng, who was sitting diagonally across from Xie Minyun, looked at Cheng Mo, who was standing in the last row, with a stern look on his face. His hand holding the number plate was trembling slightly under the table. This inexplicable person who suddenly jumped out made him feel a sense of urgency.

What's more.

Du Leng thought in his mind: Could it be that this person also knew Xie Minyun's identity and deliberately came to please her? Regardless of whether it was true or not, he had no way out at this moment. If even a passerby character whom Xie Minyun didn't know could steal the scene at will, how could he?

Do you still want to be the protagonist?

Seeing Cheng Mo's intense gaze just staring at Xie Minyun who seemed to be raising a sign, while the entire audience including Xie Minyun and Wan Sheng were also looking at Cheng Mo, Du Leng felt an inexplicable sense of humiliation. He had been everything since he was a child.

The center of the human being, this feeling of being completely ignored, is really terrible.

So Du Leng waved his hand and shouted: "One and a half million!"

Looking at the auctioneer Cheng Mo, he never expected that a framed painting would attract so many people to grab it, and the premium has exceeded several times. Although he knew that these teenagers were probably on top, he still couldn't help shouting: "

One and a half million! No. 8 bids one and a half million! Is there anyone else who bids higher!"

Maybe there is a miracle, the auctioneer thought with a blush on his face.

It is not a miracle to sell something worth 100 million for 110 million. It is the glory of the auctioneer to sell something of little value for a price much higher than its own value.

The entire banquet hall exclaimed again. For a living painter, a framed painting was auctioned for 1.5 million, which would make you laugh out of your dreams.

The entire audience was looking at Cheng Mo and No. 7 Wansheng, hoping that they would shout out a more powerful offer. However, at this time, Cheng Mo just shook his head and sat down without saying a word.

No. 7 Wansheng was smiling, spinning the number plate in his hand, indifferent!

"One and a half million for the first time!"

"One and a half million for the second time!"

With a crisp sound, the auction hammer landed on the wooden auction chassis, and the sound effect like a gavel resounded throughout the banquet hall, "One and a half million yuan sold! Congratulations to buyer No. 8."

Applause was everywhere, and no one could have imagined that the most intense and frequent auction would actually occur at the end of the first half, for an oil painting that was not very expensive.

Although it cost 1.5 million, which was not a small sum for Du Leng, and he had to explain it to his family when he returned, Du Leng felt it was worth it. He enjoyed the feeling of having the final say.

"Congratulations to Brother Leng, Brother Leng is still awesome! It's not like someone who only gives in at critical moments!" Yu Junshan on the side smiled and patted Du Leng on the shoulder.

Du Leng smiled and shook his head: "They are all doing their part for charity, there is no need to say that."

In fact, Wang Mingliang disliked a sanctimonious hypocrite like Du Leng. His hair had not even grown yet, but he pretended to be indifferent to his emotions and anger. It was really boring, so he smiled nonchalantly and said: "Master Du, you are really heroic.

Yun! You have so much money that you have no place to spend it. I’m willing to spend 1.5 million on a framed oil painting. I won’t even support you, so I’ll obey you!”

Du Leng didn't pay attention to Wang Mingliang's sarcasm. In fact, the more sarcastic the other party was, the more generous he seemed. So he just pretended not to care, but in fact said with deep affection: "As long as Min Yun likes it, it's worth any money."

However, Xie Minyun said with a puzzled face: "I didn't say I liked it?"

Du Leng was a little confused for a moment. When he saw Wan Sheng's half-smiling expression, all the joy suddenly disappeared, like falling into an ice cellar, and then a huge sense of humiliation flooded his mouth and nose like a tide, making him feel as uncomfortable as suffocation.

I believe Xie Minyun won't tell lies, so it's Wan Sheng opposite who is up to something.

What he cares about is not the 1.5 million, what he cares about is that maybe he was played like a clown just now, applauded, and laughed at, especially in front of Xie Minyun.

Du Leng knew that the less he could show his anger at this time, the angrier he was, the happier the other party would be, and anger was just a sign of his own incompetence. He suppressed his anger, chuckled and said in a self-deprecating way: "It seems that I misunderstood

I thought you liked it, Minyun, so I wanted to give it to you personally, but it doesn’t matter if you don’t like it. It’s what we should do to contribute to charity.”

Wang Mingliang gave a thumbs up and said with a "haha" smile: "Young Master Du is so broad-minded. I appreciate you as a rich man who is enthusiastic about public welfare."

Xie Minyun felt a little apologetic after hearing Du Leng's words, but it was just a small apology. Firstly, she did not lie, she just made an action; secondly, Du Leng paid 1.5 million, which seemed true.

It's for her. In fact, the psychological factors involved are very complicated. It is also driven by the desire to dominate others, and more of it is just to satisfy one's own selfishness. In the end, all the money is donated to charities, and it is also doing good deeds.

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When Cheng Mo sat down, no one at the table was talking about the auction. It was as if the disputes just now did not exist at all. Several people stood up and gave Cheng Mo business cards, although Cheng Mo did not

Anyone who gets an auction item and can easily raise the price to one million cannot be a small person.

Don’t compare it with art auctions, which can easily reach hundreds of millions. You must know that art auctions are investments. Just like the one just now, it’s just a matter of throwing money around. These days, a donation of two to three hundred thousand in cash is enough to make the news. As an individual, a single donation is enough.

It is still rare to give away one million without any utilitarian nature. After all, entrepreneurs and celebrities all have profit interests when doing charity.

Charity without benefits does not exist in this world, and pure charity cannot be maintained and operated.

When others were approaching Cheng Mo, the bald man stood up with his wine glass and toasted to Cheng Mo. He said humbly: "Young Master, may I ask what your name is?"

"My surname is Lin"

"Mr. Lin, I'll do it first as a courtesy." After saying this, the bald man drank half of the glass of champagne. Cheng Mo did not stand up, but just picked up the glass and took a sip.

The more Cheng Mo spoke up, the more the balding man respected Cheng Mo. He sighed that this was the style of a young man from a distinguished family, so he said in a low voice: "Excuse me, Mr. Lin, the sister-in-law you just mentioned, Miss Gao, who can help me introduce Chairman Bai, is

Is it a joke or is it true?”

"Of course it's true. The one who just added 50,000 yuan each time was Miss Gao."

After Cheng Mo finished speaking, the bespectacled man beside him blushed, pushed up his glasses, and explained in a low voice without confidence: "I have actually seen the list. Miss Gao was not on the list at that time."

"Young Master Wan, who raised 100,000 yuan to bid with Yu Junshan later, is not on the list and neither am I." Cheng Mo said calmly.

Cheng Mo's pretense is so authentic. This is not a fox pretending to be a tiger, this is simply skinning a tiger and wearing it on his body.

The subtext of Cheng Mo's words was that I am on the same level as them. It's not surprising that you don't know. The man with glasses was not only embarrassed but also very uneasy. He forced a smile and said: "No wonder I didn't see it. It was a misunderstanding."

ah!"

As he spoke, the man with glasses also picked up his wine glass and stood up. With an embarrassed smile, he toasted to Cheng Mo and said, "Mr. Lin, I'm so sorry just now. It's a little misunderstanding. Don't mind. I'm just a quick talker. I can't care less."

"Hey, don't take it too seriously, I'll drink to you." After saying that, the man with glasses drank the full glass of champagne in one gulp, not daring to see whether Cheng Mo drank or not, and sat down cautiously, fearing that Cheng Mo would mention it.

Soup thing.

The closer you are to the people at the top, the more you know how huge the power is at each level. If the other party really wants to destroy you, it is easy. Just like the bald man, Bai Xiuxiu can do it by just saying hello to the bank at the critical moment.

Life is worse than death, forcing you to a dead end, and you don't even know where you offended the other party.

Cheng Mo naturally ignored the glasses man's toast and didn't even touch the glass with his hand.

Miss Ma, who was sitting opposite her, also gave in when she saw the man with glasses, and Cheng Mo was still so arrogant. Thinking that the man really knew people from the Gao family, she felt uneasy. In desperation, she could only stand up and said with an aggrieved face: "Lin

Young Master, you don’t care about the faults of others. I’ve always been a sharp-tongued person but actually I don’t have any bad intentions. I won’t hold up my sign for whatever you take pictures of, and I promise not to rob you.”

Cheng Mo said nothing and didn't even glance in that direction.

Miss Ma quickly said with a flattering look on her face: "Look at me, I'm just stupid and can't speak. I'm qualified to compete with you." After saying that, Miss Ma also picked up the wine glass. Seeing that there wasn't much wine in it, she filled it up.

Then he said: "Mr. Lin, I want to apologize to you." Then he drank the wine in one gulp, pretending to choke, and coughed several times.

Putting down the wine glass, Miss Ma twisted her waist again, walked to Lin Zino and handed her business card with both hands. She bent down and whispered in Cheng Mo's ear: "Mr. Lin, I really know Chairman Bai. You don't remember villains."

"Yes, let alone remember the fault of a little girl like me." At this time, Miss Ma did not dare to say that she was Bai Xiuxiu's best friend.

In the presidential suite, Bai Xiuxiu saw Cheng Mohu pretending to be a tiger and couldn't breathe with laughter. "This Lin Zhinuo is really good at playing with people's hearts. If the philosophy department were all people like him, then the philosophy department would definitely be a loser."

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