"Zeng Mei, Wu Zhihai, and Dr. Wu are here. At this time, a scantily dressed lady of etiquette twisted the waist of the water snake, stepped forward, and whispered in Zeng Mei's ear: "The boss said that the price of He Shou Wu for thousands of years needs to be re-estimated by Dr. Wu." ”

Miss Manners's voice was very small, but Zeng Mei's microphone was not turned off at all, so Miss Manners's voice was transmitted directly to the entire hall through the microphone.

Zeng Mei was slightly stunned, this kind of auction is not common, but it is enough to see the importance that the auction house attaches to He Shou Wu in this thousand years.

"I believe you have also heard it, my personal doctor of the owner of Fulai Auction House, Wu Zhihai is back, the boss wants him to re-estimate the price of He Shou Wu for thousands of years, and please wait for a while. After speaking, Zeng Mei beckoned, and the two etiquette ladies immediately understood, took out a golden lid, and temporarily sealed the thousand-year-old He Shou Wu.

Zeng Mei put down the microphone and walked out of the auction hall with a serious expression.

"Paralyzed! Sick! How to re-evaluate the value!"

"Cao! Lao Tzu is tens of millions of minutes in minutes, why do you want me to wait?!"

……

In the hall, the crowd was red-faced and scolded angrily.

In the back row, Zhou Qiang glanced around, and finally fell on Yang Fan, Yang Zhan and others.

Zhou Qiang tidied up his clothes, forced a smile on his face that he thought was kind, and then stood up and walked straight to Yang Fan, Yang Zhan and others.

"Teacher Zhou?" Yang Zhan saw Teacher Zhou coming over with a smile, but he was a little uncomfortable.

Zhou Qiang squeezed a smile on his face, reached out and patted Yang Zhan's shoulder, and said, "Yang Zhan, I won't tell you, this time I brought my grandson Zhou Ming to the auction house, just for the millennium He Shou Wu." ”

"You have also seen the case of my son Zhou Ming, a brain tumor, the doctor said, there is no cure. ”

"But later, I took Zhou Ming to find the Pearl River Medical God Shi Huisheng, who said that only the genuine thousand-year-old He Shou Wu can save my grandson's life. Speaking of this, Zhou Qiang's expression was obviously with a hint of sadness.

Zhou Qiang took a deep breath, sighed, and continued: "Yang Zhan, I am your teacher after all, and this time is the last time the teacher begs you." ”

"The teacher hopes that the thousand-year-old He Shou Wu will stay for a while, don't you fight with the teacher, okay?"

Zhou Qiang said while secretly glancing at Yang Fan, if among these people, Zhou Qiang is the most jealous, it is naturally Yang Fan.

Although Yang Fan looked like a high school student, the officials and dignitaries of Chongshan City in the auction hall were particularly humble and respectful in front of Yang Fan.

What Zhou Qiang was most afraid of was that Yang Fan and him grabbed the last thousand-year-old He Shou Wu, so just in case, he came up to remind Yang Zhan.

"It's useless for me to take the thousand-year-old He Shou Wu, so naturally I won't compete with you. Yang Zhan spread his hands and said casually.

Zhou Qiang was overjoyed in his heart, with a smile on his face, but soon, Yang Zhan's voice changed again, and said, "But if the others don't rob you, I don't know." ”

Zhou Qiang's expression froze, his expression froze instantly, and he even twitched his face twice, isn't this Yang Zhan deliberately tricking him?!

"Okay, very good, Yang Zhan, your wings are stiff! The teacher can't even move you!" Zhou Qiang stretched out a finger and pointed at Yang Zhan, trembling with anger.

Zhou Ming pursed his lips and shouted angrily: "Yang Zhan! Do you know what respecting the teacher is?!"

"My grandfather is also your teacher, do you talk to my grandfather like this?!"

"Yang Zhan, you ......"

Zhou Ming stretched out a hand and pointed at Yang Zhan and scolded, however, before he finished his last sentence, Mu Tian, Wang Li, Long Ao and others squeezed up from the front one after another.

Mu Tian, Wang Li, Long Ao and others rudely pushed away Zhou Qiang and Zhou Ming, and then bowed respectfully to Yang Fan and said, "Meet Master Yang." ”

"Master Yang, the last thousand-year-old He Shou Wu is not bad, why don't I buy it for you?" Mu Tian bowed and said in Yang Fan's ear with a sneer.

"Mu Tian, get rough, I must buy the thousand-year-old He Shou Wu and give it to Teacher Yang!" On the other side, Wang Li had a calm face and scolded angrily.

Immediately afterwards, Long Ao, Qin Tian and others spoke one after another, saying that they wanted to send Yang Fan a thousand years of He Shou Wu.

On the side, the corners of Zhou Qiang's mouth twitched fiercely, trembling with anger, snorting coldly, and brushing his sleeves away.

In the hall, Yang Fan was surrounded by the crowd like a moon, surrounded in the center, which made Yang Fan's head big for a while.

In the end, in desperation, Yang Fan could only find an excuse and leave the hall.

As soon as Yang Fan walked out of the hall, he saw a short and fat man with a shiny face and a middle-aged man in a white coat.

"Zhang Daxin. The short and fat man was naturally Zhang Daxin, who threatened to buy the Happy Hotel, but the middle-aged man in a white coat, Yang Fan had never seen it.

"Wu Zhihai, you said that as long as I take pictures of He Shou Wu for thousands of years, my illness will be saved, is it true?" Zhang Daxin looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and asked with a solemn expression.

Wu Zhihai nodded and said, "Naturally, as long as you can take pictures of the thousand-year-old He Shou Wu, I will take the thousand-year-old He Shou Wu as the main medicine, and I will definitely be able to cure your heart disease!"

Wu Zhihai's eyes are firm, his heart is full of hope, now, there is no case of heart disease being cured in the world, if Wu Zhihai does it, he will be famous all over the world.

"Wu Zhihai, this time, I want to photograph the thousand-year-old He Shou Wu, I'm afraid it's a little difficult. Zhang Daxin's brows were tightened, his face was solemn, and his scalp tingled when he remembered the scene where the big people in Chongshan City in the hall were vying to buy things for Yang Fan.

Wu Zhihai grimaced and said in a deep voice: "Zhang Daxin, you are also a wealthy businessman with a head and a face in Zhujiang City, although the thousand-year-old He Shou Wu is a little expensive, but you can't afford it, right?"

"Just now Zeng Mei came over and asked me to re-evaluate the price of the millennium He Shou Wu, I just set the price at 100 million, this amount of money is of little significance to you. ”

Wu Zhihai's eyes were cold, and his expression was obviously a little unhappy.

"Wu Zhihai, it's not what you think, it's that I met my opponent this time. Zhang Daxin shook his head helplessly and sighed.

Wu Zhihai's eyebrows moved slightly, he dragged his chin and thought about it, and then said: "Okay, Zhang Daxin, I'll go to the hall with you later, with me, Fulai Auction House will sell me more or less some face." ”

"Don't worry, this millennium He Shou Wu must be yours. ”

The corners of Wu Zhihai's mouth rose slightly, hooking a smug smile, and then, beckoning, said to Yang Fan not far away: "You, go and pour us two glasses of red wine." ”

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