He made a stop gesture in the direction where Han Boiljiu was about to come over, and then pointed to the red fundraising idiom behind him to the person in front of him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

'For the children! ’

Qin Guan said loudly to everyone present: "No matter how many times you want to watch it, as long as there is a stock, I will wrap it, so everyone just queue up to buy it again in an orderly manner!" ”

"You see, the donation box is over there, and the little girl at the cashier is smiling at you, and I'm here waiting for you to come again! For the hungry children of the world! ”

Hehe, this big hat is buttoned up, and what he says is more beautiful than what he sings, because Qin Guan has already seen the stock of biscuits, and according to his own speed, it won't take long to wrap it.

The most cunning is nothing more than that.

Because of Qin Guan's guidance, the team has quickly become unblocked, and those guests who buy pastries will consciously enjoy this pleasing picture in front of Qin Guan, and then take a box of this skillful masterpiece and leave.

It was a happy day, because there was a handsome man who gave them the most beautiful picture.

Naturally, the large porcelain plates with only white cream and coffee-colored biscuit crumbs were left to show how successful the bazaar was, and the residents who were still unsatisfied turned their attention to the stage of the charity bazaar under the arrangement of the security personnel.

Small auctions are already in full swing here.

There are 80 percent new toasters, children's tricycles that have only been used once, professional repair tools that are too complicated to fit into the family, and some high-end dresses that are not outdated.

As a participant this time, Qin Guan naturally brought his own auction items, and out of the estimation of the purchasing power of the people in the community, it was naturally impossible for him to bring his high-end dress.

So Qin Guan casually took out a Citizen watch that he had once wore, the quartz battery was not expensive, about $50, and as a discounted commodity, he naturally estimated a conscience price of $40.

And with the sale of each item, when it came to the auction of his product, he realized how valuable his old watch was.

The host on the stage, quite in the style of Bean, used the most exaggerated body language to pick up this piece of quartz watch with a stainless steel shell.

"Oops, the donor of this watch is amazing! He is Mr. Qin Guan who participated in our donation auction this time! This is the watch he wore when he first came to the United States in 2001 and 2002. ”

"At that time, he was unknown, and it was with the help of this watch that he took orders and ran jobs on the streets of New York!"

"As far as I know, Citizen, this brand is still the spokesperson of Qinguan in Asia!"

"What a monumental watch, with a starting price of $40! Great value for money made in Japan! ”

"So!" The host's small hammer tilted into the wooden case: "Let the auction begin!" ”

Before the words fell, the bidding signs were raised one after another.

"No. 205, $50!"

"Number 88, $100!"

"Oh! $150 on the 32nd! ”

"You're so great!"

"Oh! Oh my God, the lady number 66, bid $300! ”

Because of this doubling price, after the host's shout, everyone's eyes turned to her.

It was Qu Xuemei, who somehow, snatched a small bidding sign from the staff, and fought with the surrounding people for this watch.

And with a kind of ruthlessness that does not stop until the goal is reached.

Xu Xiaoxiao, who was on the side, poked his head out from behind a pile of old goods, and asked gossipingly: "Your manager is very rich?" ”

"It's a lot of money to be the editor-in-chief!"

It's just a conversation, and this watch is just the last struggle, and Qu Xuemei bought it at a price of $400.

Xu Xiaoxiao smacked his lips and said suddenly: "If you return to China, give me all the old goods that you can't take..."

Thief Spirit..

The number of banknotes in the fundraising alley is increasing, and the goods waiting for auction are gradually decreasing, but after that excited community, all the attention is on Qin Guan.

The host on the stage is an old neighbor who is very good at enlivening the atmosphere, and naturally under the signal of everyone's eyes, he is ready to draw a successful end to the end of their club activities.

The host, wearing a funny white top hat, brought the golden microphone to his mouth.

"Today, the community around our Hilton Market welcomes our new friends."

"At the same time, he is also a member of our community, he is the owner of the beauty of the world, the spokesperson of the most familiar workwear here, and he is a double actor in Europe."

"He is the incomparably young and handsome Qin Guan!"

"Good! …”

'Quack'

Applause and enthusiastic cheers resounded through the last green meadow of this autumn and winter.

"Today's opportunity is rare, let us have a chance to interact with Qin Guan, do you want Qin Guan to come on stage to perform an impromptu show for us, as a successful community event to come to a successful conclusion?"

"Hope!"

"Great! Qin Guan! ”

This sudden proposal not only made Qin Guan stunned, but also made the random shooting personnel behind him excited.

Who's to say that PSAs can't add a little new fun, even if they can't be used, they can be edited?

Besides, the advertising director looks at the film in his hand and has his own ambitions, can he add some more content and change it to the form of a documentary.

Maybe you can go to a documentary award, if you win a trophy, then your worth is not as cheap as an advertising director.

Under the waiting of the two parties, Qin looked at the stage where the small ones basically couldn't do big stretching, and casually instructed in the direction of Lan Jin: "Lan Jin, bring me a handful of the ten holes in our store." ”

"Alas!"

Lan Jin, who got the order, turned his head and ran, while Qin Guan walked onto the small auction table amid the applause of the people around him.

This small platform, which is only one meter wide and two meters long, has strengthened Qin Guan's determination to play musical instruments, if he jumps and jumps on it, there is only one fate, that is, collapse...

In the end, it was the back garden of his own shop, and within a while, Lan Jin handed Qin Guan a pottery of the same color as a purple clay pot from the back field. (To be continued.) )