Chapter six hundred and seventy eight: You are not worthy
"Let me go, what is Mr. No. 1 doing? He spent 5.2 million to buy a crown, but he actually wanted to give it away on the spot!" Song Jiaren was shocked, what kind of operation was this?
An Zhisu was a little confused, and at the same time he was a little nervous. He didn't know who Mr. No. 1 would give the crown to. Anyway, he must not give it to An Tingnuan, otherwise the crown would come back to An Tingnuan after a round trip.
, she could vomit blood and die.
But God didn't seem to hear An Zhisu's prayer, because just when the voice of prayer in her heart fell, the manager's voice rang out like a thunderbolt from the blue.
"Miss An, congratulations. Mr. No. 1 wants to present this crown to you, and also invites you to come on stage."
As these words fell, everyone in the room turned their attention to An Tingnuan, casting envious glances. Those gazes were even more dazzling than the lights, and they were cast on her delicate and beautiful face.
An Tingnuan opened her mouth slightly, showing a shocked expression, as if she had been hit by a huge lottery ticket, and asked in disbelief: "Yes, is it me?"
"Yes, Miss An, Mr. No. 1 said it himself, I want to give it to the most beautiful Miss An in the room." The manager relayed the original words very dutifully, with a professional smile on his face.
An Tingnuan's cheeks turned shy, and she looked in the direction of the booth on the second floor. She wanted to see who was trying to show her favor, but the curtain blocked all her prying eyes. "
Damn it, are you mistaken? She is the most beautiful lady in the room. The gentleman on the 1st is so short-sighted that he is blind. I thought it was a divine assist, but who knew he was a traitor. I paid 5.2 million for something and gave it away on the spot.
, The local tycoon is amazing." Song Jiaren almost jumped up, damn, I really want to
Go up and beat Mr. No. 1 so hard that he will be blinded.
An Zhisu pursed her lips tightly and said nothing, but Song Jiaren could tell that she was also angry. Anyone who saw her things taken away by others at a sky-high price and then given to the person she hated the most in front of her would bear it.
I can't help but want to strangle that person to death.
Song Jiaren glared fiercely in the direction of the second floor. Don't let her know who Mr. No. 1 is, or see how she kills him, you blind upstart!
"Miss An, please come on stage." An Tingnuan sat in her seat without moving, and the manager patiently invited her again.
"Tingnuan, go quickly." Zhao Linlin pulled An Tingnuan's arm and urged enviously.
An Tingnuan seemed to have reacted just then, nodded, and slowly stood up from her seat, walking gracefully onto the auction stage like a proud swan. It has to be said, although
Everyone is jealous of An Tingnuan, but they have to admit that she is indeed very beautiful. She has a good family background, a good face, a good height, a good figure, and she is the Xiao family's default daughter-in-law. Regardless.
No matter which point is compared, all the women present will
There are very few people who can compare with her.
Such An Tingnuan was chosen by the mysterious Mr. No. 1, and she did not hesitate to buy a crown for a sky-high price of 5.2 million to express her love in a high-profile manner. It seemed very reasonable, after all, she really had the capital to be favored.
An Tingnuan walked to the booth elegantly, and the manager immediately handed the gift box that had been wrapped by the etiquette lady to An Tingnuan with both hands: "Miss An, please keep it."
"Thank you." An Tingnuan took it politely and thanked her. She looked towards the second floor and said thank you politely: "Thank you."
"Thank you." She originally thought that An Tingnuan's thank you would not get a reply from the mysterious gentleman, but this time the other party responded to her, and his voice sounded, well, a bit cold, not like someone who favored An Tingnuan.
mean.
An Tingnuan was also stunned for a moment after hearing the indifferent voice, and before she could recover, the indifferent voice reached her ears again.
"Manager Li, I think you may have made a mistake. The person our husband wants to send is not her."
Manager Li:……
Audience:……
Made...a mistake?
All the guests in the audience had their mouths open and were confused.
Didn't I give it to Miss An by name? How could I make a mistake?
"This... didn't Mr. No. 1 say it was given to Miss An?" Manager Li was also confused. He thought about it carefully and made sure he remembered correctly. Didn't he say it was given to Miss An? This is the person in front of him.
Miss An.
"Yes, that's what my husband said, but this Miss An is not Miss Bian. I'm afraid Manager Li didn't investigate clearly. There is another Miss An here." The voice of the person on the second floor was still cold and without any emotion.
Manager Li said: "Is there another Miss An?"
Everyone in the audience was also surprised, and subconsciously began to look around for the other Miss An.
"Hahaha……"
Just when no one knew who the other Miss An was, a burst of laughter rang out, attracting everyone's attention to look in that direction.
Song Jiaren burst into tears when she laughed. Seeing that she had successfully attracted the attention of everyone, she smiled and raised An Zhisu's hand: "That Oolong manager, please open your eyes and see clearly.
This is the Miss An that I want to give you."
Manager Li's eyes widened. There really was another Miss An!
Others were also shocked. It turned out that the other Miss An was the one who had been bidding with An Tingnuan. Both of them had the surname An, could they be directly related in some way?
In just a moment, the audience with their imaginations figured out many plots. We don't know if the other guesses are correct, but it is an ironclad fact that the two of them are not at odds with each other.
"That's right, Miss No. 88 is Miss An, Miss An Zhisu, whom my husband wants to send away." The cold voice from the second floor came for the third time, confirming Song Jiaren's words. Song Jiaren laughed even louder:
"Oh, let me go. It was such a thrilling sharp turn that I almost broke my waist. Manager Oolong, look at what you did. You almost gave the sky-high price of 5.2 million yuan to the wrong person. And now it's still
What are you doing so stupidly? Hurry up and invite our genuine An Xiao
Sister, come on stage."
She deliberately spelled the word "genuine" in a round tone, insinuating that An Tingnuan, who was sarcastically scolding Sang Huai, was a fake, and even a fool could tell it.
An Tingnuan's face could no longer look ugly. The layer of foundation on her face was almost cracked by Song Jia's popularity. Her slender fingers were tightly clasping the gift box, her knuckles turned white, as if she wanted to
He pinched off the gift box and took the crown inside. Manager Li had no intention of paying attention to An Tingnuan's expression. After Song Jiaren finished speaking, he hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, yes, Miss An, please, please come on stage, it's really