It would be a bit outrageous for a bunch of hair to shout at this price, Yang Peiqi noticed that Song Shiqiao herself was sitting in the seat over there, and couldn't help but look over here, probably guessing who was willing to pay such a high price to buy her hair.

It's just that for Kim Young-hwan, a Korean, everyone here really has no insight and can't talk about it.

The people who participated in the auction were a little hesitant, and it was a bit unjust to buy hair at such a high price.

Yang Peiqi saw that the competition didn't seem to be fierce, so she smiled and said to Jin Ronghuan: "Please, you'd better look more obscene, lewd and lewd, so that someone will definitely look at you unpleasantly, and the price can be a little higher!" ”

"Oh, I understand, you're going to help Song Shiqiao raise the price!" Li Zhiyuan, who was sitting next to him, couldn't figure out why Yang Peiqi asked Jin Ronghuan to shoot that hair, but when he said this, he seemed to be worried that Song Shiqiao's hair couldn't be auctioned at a high price, so he woke up a little.

Yang Peiqi nodded and said, "If you don't provoke the determination of the www.biquge.info of the Pen Fun Pavilion to share the same hatred, how can a bunch of hair be auctioned for a price of millions?" I'm just raising more money for the party, and by the way, it's not very difficult to be a villain. ”

Jin Ronghuan was also very cooperative, stood up, and looked at the Quartet very arrogantly, with a big picture of what you mean by me.

The most hateful thing is that this guy still looked at Song Shiqiao with a very obscene expression, like a rogue who has not seen a woman for three years, and his eyes are full of red fruit's lust.

Yang Peiqi couldn't help but laugh a little after watching it, and said in her heart that she didn't know that Jin Ronghuan did have acting talent. It's still Koreans who are more erotic in their bones, and it is successful to arouse the anger of other men anyway.

"It's infuriating! This Goryeo stick! Even Deng Zhuodi, who was sitting there, couldn't help but stand up. looked at Jin Ronghuan with a look of righteous indignation, and said to his father Deng Maolin. "Who organized this dinner, and how did you invite all this filthy stuff? It's a shame! ”

"You're a shame on the things of the losers! Can't you see that people are deliberately provoking competition?! Deng Maolin scolded his son, his face was very embarrassed, he was an old fritter in the shopping mall, how could he not see that Jin Ronghuan had not expressed interest in Song Shiqiao before, but he was only whispered by Yang Peiqi before he became like this, this is purely pretending. The purpose is to provoke a price war.

Now that the goal has been achieved, the people who participated in the auction are red-eyed, and the people who have not raised their cards are also a little excited, and the purpose of the people has been achieved!

Seeing his son so uncompromising, so uncontrollable, and then looking at Yang Peiqi, who was sitting there smiling as steadily as Mount Tai, Deng Maolin suddenly felt a little frustrated.

This son of his own, compared to others, is really different!

Under Kim Young-hwan's manipulation. The auction price quickly reached 1.8 million, but at this price, not many people are willing to participate, or not many people are willing to play with everyone.

Raise the price. It's good to stimulate the atmosphere in the venue, but this thing is similar to the nature of drumming and passing flowers, in case you mess up. You'll have to pay for it.

The young rich often don't have enough money, while the older ones are basically dragged along with their families. Who wants to spend one or two million to buy another woman's hair and go back to be scolded by his wife?

Even if you don't get scolded by your wife, you will be given an old and unserious title in the eyes of others!

But. Let a lewd Korean buy the hair of the goddess in YY from all of us? This is too embarrassing!

"Zhuo Di, you go and shout two million!" Deng Maolin finally couldn't sit still, let a Korean run rampant on his own land, and if he won two championships in a row, where would his old face go?

What's more, there is Zhang Mingde, who is still sitting next to him, who is discussing cooperation matters, this guy is also an old fox who looks at his strength!

Deng Zhuodi couldn't sit still for a long time, and when he heard his father tell him to go to the auction, it was exactly what he wanted, and he hurriedly raised his hand and shouted: "Two million!" Million! ”

"Two and three hundred thousand!" Jin Ronghuan didn't even blink his eyelids, but after shouting the price, he muttered to Yang Peiqi and said, "It's just a bunch of hair, are they all crazy?" Looking at the way they gritted their teeth, I guess they didn't have much money in their pockets, right? ”

"Who knows?" Yang Peiqi shook his head and smiled, "There are a group of second ancestors on the left and right, and those individuals who are really self-made have never shouted at all from beginning to end. ”

Yang Peiqi has already seen the scene of the scene, and the people he is familiar with have become climate figures, and no one came out to shout at this time. Those who are enthusiastic to come out are basically the second ancestors who have inherited the ancestral business and are accustomed to being losers.

"Two and three hundred thousand! Two million three million for the first time! Two million three million for the second time! The auctioneer's mood at this time was already a little excited, waving the auction gas and screaming there, a bit like an addict who smoked big * hemp.

Deng Zhuodi glanced at his father with some hesitation, not knowing whether to continue filming.

Deng Maolin nodded to his son, meaning that you should shout down.

"Two and a half million! We're out 2.5 million! Deng Zhuodi stood up and shouted loudly.

"Wow...... everyone's feelings are a little boiling, and they don't know how high the price of this bundle of hair can be.

Yang Peiqi looked at the scene and whispered to Jin Ronghuan: "Take it when you see it, what's the use of that hair you want?" ”

Although Xiang Juan felt a little regretful that she didn't continue to shoot, after all, it was her boyfriend who was spending money, and she had already reached such a high price, and she was also a little heartbroken.

After listening to Yang Peiqi's words, Jin Ronghuan smiled and shrugged his shoulders towards everyone, threw away the license plate, and said a cool word: "Two and a half million?!" I'm not two hundred and five! ”

Deng Zhuodi got his wish and photographed the hair of Hong Kong jade actress Song Shiqiao, and when the staff put the hair in a brocade box and sent it to their table, Deng Zhuodi suddenly found that the eyes of everyone around him were a little disdainful, as if he was really a loser.

"! At the time of the auction, didn't you also stretch your necks and shout with red eyes? Now I don't have the strength to bid, but I'm pretending to be B one by one?! Deng Zhuodi was depressed in his heart.

People are happy to shoot something as if they have picked up a treasure, and when they shoot their own hair, it is like a fool being smashed, what is this!?

The only thing that comforted me was that the owner of the hair seemed to have just taken a second look at his side. This makes Deng Zhuodi's adrenaline secretion a little more intense, no matter what, Song Shiqiao is a big beauty, especially the kind of mixed-race style on her body, which is even more attractive.

In addition, he finally won this lot for the old Deng family, and it is estimated that it is also the most expensive lot tonight.

So Deng Zhuodi held the brocade box with Song Shiqiao's hair high above his head and showed it to everyone, winning sparse applause.

Deng Zhuodi deliberately glanced at Yang Peiqi with a provocative gaze, and found that Jin Ronghuan, Yang Peiqi and others were discussing something, with a smile on their faces, they didn't take it seriously at all, and they didn't feel even more depressed.

But in any case, he still saved Song Shiqiao's hair from the obscene Goryeo stick.

However, if he heard the conversation between Jin Ronghuan and Yang Peiqi, it is estimated that he would be so angry that he would bleed.

"Boss? How do you know they're going to be snapping with us? Jin Ronghuan asked Yang Peiqi for advice with a flattering face.

"What's so strange about that?" Yang Peiqi glanced at Li Zhiyuan, who was sitting next to him, and said with a smile, "Since I know their details from Li Xiansheng, then Deng Maolin and Zhang Mingde's appearance here together shows at least one thing, the two sides may be cooperating in a certain aspect, and it is likely to be a project under negotiation, otherwise there is no need to be so high-profile." In this case, Deng Maolin naturally doesn't want his face to be swept away in front of his partners, so after you have won the title of the first place in personal donations, how can he steal your limelight? Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing! ”

"Mr. Yang is really high! I admire you so much! Jin Ronghuan now admires Yang Peiqi so much.

Yang Peiqi glanced at Li Zhiyuan, who was smiling, and said in his heart that this person didn't seem to deal with the Deng family, otherwise it wouldn't be this gloating expression, so he said to Jin Ronghuan with a straight face: "Alas, how many times have I told you?" Don't have a cult of personality! ”

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After Song Shiqiao's hair was photographed by Deng Zhuodi, the next few lots were ordinary jewelry or antiques, and occasionally a more decent object was produced, that is, hundreds of thousands of words were spoken, which was basically lackluster.

However, when the auction was about to end, Yang Peiqi instructed Jin Ronghuan to sort out the seven or eight pieces of letter paper he had hastily written, put them in an envelope that he had found temporarily, and then sent them to the auction table.

The auctioneer looked at the envelope in great surprise, and then looked at the instructions written on the outside of the envelope, and did not know what to do, so he temporarily stopped the auction and negotiated with the organizer later.

Just when everyone didn't know what the hell was going on, the auctioneer ran back and said to everyone with some excitement: "Ladies and gentlemen, please pay attention, here we have received a document, which is this envelope in my hand!" (To be continued......)