At about six o'clock the next morning, while everyone was still asleep, the car parked on the river beach slowly started. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoIf yesterday's home stadium was Biluo Lake, then today's home stadium is definitely in the city center, in that glorious castle-like building.

Luocheng Auction, although this is not the real Song family, but this is the largest stronghold of the Song family on the first floor, that is to say, on the first floor, this place is the head of the Song family.

Perhaps because he was afraid of trouble, Song Cheng quietly sent Xiao Keer and the girl back to Song's house last night, and for Song Cheng's actions, Old Man Song naturally did not stop it. On the contrary, he had a trace of interest in his son's mouth, the person who made him willing to gamble and lose.

This son Song Yuan naturally knows best, even if he is himself since he was a child, he can't make this son admit defeat obediently, but the person who has only known him for a day has actually done this. Then unless, that person completely defeated him in what Song Cheng was best at.

Song Cheng's reasoning and calculation ability, Song Yuan asked himself, that is to say, that person's reasoning and calculation ability was a few points stronger than Song Cheng, which made Song Yuan a little surprised. I wanted to ask a few more questions, but unfortunately Song Cheng didn't give Old Man Song this opportunity at all, so he sneaked out.

"I said, what time is it, the auction doesn't start until ten o'clock, are you in such a hurry?" Song Cheng rubbed his sleepy eyes, looking unwilling, "It's really not good, I'll call my father and ask them to delay the auction a little bit." ”

Hearing this, Wu Yu couldn't help but glance at him, "I said my eldest young master, we didn't ask you to go, if you don't want to go, go back to sleep." ”

"Hehe, let's forget it." Song Cheng tugged at his face and smiled.

The Song family auction hall is not far from the gladiatorial arena, as the most central part of the city, the city lord's mansion, the Song family auction hall, and the gladiatorial arena, which are firmly occupied by these three unyielding giants.

If the City Lord's Mansion represents majesty, and the gladiatorial arena represents killing, then the Song family's auction hall is definitely a symbol of wealth, although the three are completely different, but they are all admirable existences.

However, even the gods would never guess that the eldest son, who represented wealth, was gnawing on the pancakes bought on the side of the road with bright eyes at the moment.

"Hey, Wu Yu, what is this, it's so delicious!" Song Cheng took a bite of the pancake and asked vaguely.

"Haven't you eaten pancakes?" Maybe it was because they ate too much last night, Wu Yu and the others just asked for a cup of soy milk by themselves, and watched Song Cheng praise the roadside snacks there.

"No, I didn't bother to say the things I used to eat at home, there were only a few slices of meat on such a big plate, and I didn't give it after eating, you said that it was not annoying." Song Cheng tore the pancake fruit in his hand fiercely as if venting, "Boss, bring me two more, add intestines." ”

Hearing this, Wu Yu smiled helplessly, "Then you won't come out to buy something to eat?" There must be a lot of these things on the second layer. ”

"Yes, yes, but..."Speaking of this, Song Cheng's face suddenly turned red, "My dad said that the things bought on the side of the road are poisonous, maybe I will hang up after eating." ”

Hou Yuchen sat aside, listening to Song Cheng tell them about the "miserable" childhood, listening to it and finally couldn't help but roll his eyes, he naturally heard of this eldest son of the Song family, but now when he sees it, he didn't see the legendary high, if he is asked to use one word to describe this eldest prince of the Song family, then he will definitely blurt out - mentally retarded.

In fact, people are like this, often he is very good in one aspect, then he will lose in another aspect, and this is definitely the most suitable way to describe this eldest son of the Song family.

Finally, Song Cheng stuffed the last bite of pancake fruit into his mouth, "Boss, check out." ”

The boss wore a white apron, glanced at Song Cheng, and said helplessly: "A total of one hundred and seventy yuan, six yuan for soybean milk, a cup for ten cups, ten yuan for pancakes, a total... Eleven. ”

"Eleven... Hiss-" Wu Yu glanced at Song Cheng, who was laughing dryly, "You are really a pig, eleven pancakes and fruits in one meal, which can be eaten better than Shao Zeyang." ”

"Isn't this the first time I've eaten it, I think it's delicious, so I'll eat a few more..."Hearing the boss's words, Song Cheng was also a little embarrassed.

"Okay, hurry up and pay for it, don't tell me that you, the eldest young master of the Song family, don't even have a meal before." Wu Yu glared at him angrily, fortunately, a few people came out early, otherwise I am afraid that I would not have to participate in this auction today.

Money? Wu Yu didn't say that it was okay, but the smile on Song Cheng's face suddenly became thicker, and a pair of big eyes looked at Wu Yu with affection, as if everything was in plain sight.

"Damn, don't look at me like that, let others see me and think I have some quirks." Wu Yu immediately quickly stepped back, and a cold sweat couldn't help but break out on his back, but the next moment he seemed to think of something, "Don't tell me, you forgot to bring money when you went out." ”

"Uh, ahem... What the hell, didn't I come out in a little hurry, hehe. Song Cheng's face smiled like a chrysanthemum, and people couldn't help but want to step on it a few times.

"Forget it, I'll serve you." Wu Yu shook his head, took out one hundred and seventy yuan and handed it to the boss. After all, they still have important things to do now, otherwise with Wu Yu's character, they will definitely let Song Cheng run home and take out the money.

"Hey, let's go. The Song family's auction hall is in front, and the time should be about the same, and it should be open when we go in. Song Cheng was already thin-skinned, so he immediately rubbed his hands and hurriedly led the way for a few people.

The Song family auction house, luxury is naturally not said, but here is not decorated with those gold and silver slag, but the whole is mainly white, especially the four girls standing at the door, with a faint smile on their faces, different from the maids in other places, if the smiles on the faces of the maids in other places are professional, then the smiles of the four girls in front of them seem very natural.

Song Cheng led a group of people into the auction hall, which attracted the attention of countless people, although the scale of this auction hall is not small, but the people who can sit today are only a thousand people in the VIP room. Don't think that's a lot, for the same size, the number of people in the Colosseum is a hundred times that of this auction. 1,000 places, that is to say, there are only 1,000 places on this entire layer, and the people who can get the invitation letter under this ratio will naturally not be ordinary people.

On the white floor, the figure can be faintly reflected, with a faint golden lace, but there is a bit of elegant atmosphere, Song Cheng asked: "How is it, it's not bad here." ”