The banquet began very well, and the first lot was Mrs. Cheng's jewelry, a set of sapphire jewelry.

It was quickly filmed with great support.

All the proceeds from this party were donated to the orphanage in City A, so Fu Po thought about it, and if he saw something he liked, he would definitely do it.

Most of the lots are gold and jade jewelry, antiques, calligraphy and paintings. It wasn't until he heard the words "big red robe" that Fu Po looked up carefully.

Wuyi Mountain Mother Tree Dahongpao Tea 20 grams.

Many years ago, the government did not allow picking, so this tea is out of print and limited.

Fu Po was moved. This tea is very collectible, and it just so happens that Grandpa Lu likes to drink it. The last time I sent him was from the Fu Qian cabinet, which should be far less good than this.

The starting bid price is 1 million.

Someone immediately raised the price. Fu Po had some savings of his own, and also held up a sign: "One and a half million." ”

The auctioneer on the stage called for the price, and someone in the back row raised the price by 500,000.

Fu Po raised the No. 13 sign in his hand: "Three million." ”

On the side, Fu Qiong secretly whispered to Fu Po: "Sister, you spend so much money, does Dad know?"

"My own money. Fu Po covered his mouth and said to her. Are you embarrassed to say me? Look at your set of jewelry, I can't compare with you!

A cold and detached male voice suddenly sounded in the back row: "Five million." ”

It's all five million?

Fu Po originally estimated that he could get three or four million. She was puzzled, but when she thought about it, after all, it was donated to charity, and the money was not a waste: "Five and a half million." ”

"Six million. The man's voice followed.

Fu Po knew that all the people present at this auction were rich people, but he didn't expect that there would be such a rich person in City A and raise a bar with her.

She gritted her teeth: "Seven million." She swore that she couldn't do any more, and that she would have no money.

"Eight million. The male voice sounded again.

Fu Po was very angry in her heart, she held back the anger in her heart, so she didn't pick up Fu Qiong's handbag full of diamonds and throw it back.

What is sacred, and how can there be such a point of spare money?

Fu Po couldn't care about everyone's eyes, she looked back, the man holding the No. 25 sign, who was not Lu Mugang?

Fu Po wanted to curse.

Does he know that it was me Fu Po who was robbing him of this lot? Fu Po felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Yes, she can't catch up with him and has money, but so many people are watching, she hasn't filmed it for so long, is it because she can't get off the stage?

No wonder this voice is so familiar, heh, it turned out to be him.

If you don't shoot it, you can't compare.

"Ten million once, ten million twice! ten million three times!" the auctioneer said excitedly, "Congratulations to Mr. 25 for successfully winning the lot he wanted." Next!"

Oh, sure enough, people are like their names, you are two or five. I actually grabbed something with a girl, I still know each other, do you have any grace?

The finale is a flower and bird painting received by Mr. Zheng, which is worth a lot of money at first glance, and the starting price is 10 million at once.

Fu Qiong came over: "Sister, it's so good-looking, don't you shoot?"

I'll shoot your sister! I'll shoot my sister!" Fu Po smiled and said, "No money, really no money." ”

"Sister, are you embarrassed? Why don't I shoot it for you?" Fu Qiong didn't know if she was really stupid or pretending to be dead, and she was calm and speechless.

Fu Pohu's body was shocked, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't look for death!"

Fu Qiong saw that her sister didn't seem to be in a good mood, and muttered, "Just kidding, people are kind enough to help you." ”

Fu Po's eyes closed, carefully remembering which ward Fu Qian was living in. Daddy, wait for me, my daughter is coming for you!

The auction ended with a ball. Mr. Cheng and Mrs. Cheng danced their first dance. Fu Po stood aside and watched, took a bottle of champagne from the plate served by the waiter, looked at Fu Qiong on the side, and also took one for her.

The dress I wore today is actually very convenient, and such velvet must look better under the lights on the dance floor.

Fu Po hadn't danced for a long time, and when she remembered it, Fu Po's dance was still taught by her mother, at a very young age.

Mom said that girls can't dance.

After her mother left, she always remembered her words, so she found a teacher to practice hard before she could get it.

Whether Fu Qiong can jump or not, she doesn't know. It's just that Liu Lili has always wanted to stuff her into the circle of high society, and she must have enrolled her in a crash course or something. She doesn't have to worry about a child with a mother.

After all, Mrs. Zheng was old, and after the dance, she retired and came to chat with Fu Po.

She saw Fu Po standing on the side, looking lonely, and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Po, why don't you go dancing?"

When Fu Po saw Mrs. Zheng coming, he reluctantly smiled and said, "It's nothing, I'm too good at dancing, so I won't be ugly." ”

"Still thinking about the auction?" Mrs. Zheng mentioned this matter, and there was an apologetic look on her face, "Just let it pass, it's a box of big red robes." You really want me to help you find it again. ”

"No, not really. Fu Po denied that she didn't expect Mrs. Zheng to be so careful.

Probably seeing that Fu Po didn't have any mood swings, Mrs. Zheng said casually: "Who is the man who is bidding with you?

"I don't know. Fu Po saw another waiter carrying champagne, she put her drink back on the plate, and took another glass for herself and Mrs. Zheng.

"Come, I salute you. Fu Po raised her glass and smiled at Mrs. Zheng, obviously she didn't want to mention it again, and Mrs. Zheng also smiled and clinked glasses with her. The two had a good conversation, but were suddenly interrupted by a strange man.

"Miss, can I invite you to dance?" Fu Po was stunned for a moment and looked at the man.

My good man, it turned out that I was inviting Fu Qiong.

is really courageous, this man is not short, he looks like one meter eight, but when he stands with Fu Qiong in high heels, he still has to be shorter.

Fu Qiong only now realized the embarrassment of height, but she couldn't take off her shoes and dance. She took the man's hand and went onto the dance floor, and didn't say hello to Fu Po and Mrs. Zheng on the side.

"This is your ......" Mrs. Zheng stopped talking, Fu Po knew what she meant.

"That's it," Fu Po laughed. Who in the circle doesn't know about this in her family, and she doesn't need to hide it. But now it still hurts to let her uncover the old wounds by herself, "It's half a sister, right." ”

Mrs. Zheng touched the corner of Fu Po's forehead and helped her pin the broken hair behind her ear: "Good boy, I have really suffered you all these years." ”

Not wanting to mention Fu Qiong again, she asked Mrs. Zheng how the couple met her grandparents and what her mother was like back then.

Mrs. Zheng didn't expect Fu Po to take the initiative to mention the past, so she didn't shirk and told her the story of the past.

After the dance, Fu Qiong took her male partner's arm and returned to Fu Po's side.

Fu Po was about to ask her how she was dancing, when suddenly, a familiar, manly, cold voice came from above her head: "Can I invite you to dance?"