Chapter 42: A low-key tyrant
Lin Qian seemed to be concerned, but the almost charity-like tone made Qiu Mucheng very uncomfortable.
Lin Qian deliberately said that her voice was very loud, and at this time, the eyes of many people around her also looked over, intentionally or unintentionally, looking at the pair of miscellaneous high heels on Qiu Mucheng's feet, with a slight sarcasm and smile in her eyebrows.
The gaze of the people around her stinged Qiu Mucheng like a thorn, she lowered her head, and silently curled her feet under the seat.
Seeing this, Lin Qian felt even more proud in her heart.
Steal the limelight with me, Qiu Mucheng, are you worthy?
Yes, what Lin Qian wants to see most is to make Qiu Mucheng lose face.
She wants to snatch back the limelight that was stolen by Qiu Mucheng in college back then.
"Sixty-one thousand, this gentleman is out to sixty-one thousand."
"Ladies and gentlemen, is there a higher bid?"
The auctioneer looked around, the auction hammer in his hand ready to be struck at any moment.
In the guild hall, no one responded, and no one bid again.
No one is stupid, and when the price exceeds the value of the item, unless there is a special reason, everyone will not bid again.
Seeing this, the corners of Wang Yu's mouth were already upturned. It seems that this time, it is really stable.
However, just when the auctioneer was about to make a final decision, who would have thought that Lin Qian was unwilling to be lonely, and turned her head to ask the masked man who was bidding for the white jade hairpin with her just now.
"This gentleman, just now you were majestic and unstoppable, why are you withering now? Why didn't you make a bid? ”
"Is there no money?"
"Are you intimidated by the high price of these high heels?"
"Haha~"
"I know best about nouveau riche like you, and you just pretend to be in the limelight on some small objects, real treasures, you don't even have the courage to bid."
Lin Qian was extremely sarcastic, looking like a villain.
In her opinion, this masked man is just an ignorant nouveau riche, not really rich. Otherwise, the auction will take so long, why just shoot that hosta, it's not that the budget is spent.
"A nouveau riche dares to pretend to be forced in front of his mother!"
"Honest this time, right?"
Lin Qian sneered, then sat peacefully with her hands folded, waiting for the auctioneer to deliver the things to her after the hammer fell.
"Seven hundred thousand!"
The next moment, a deep voice sounded quietly.
In this silent hall, it is particularly loud.
The masked man, after a long silence, finally bid again.
As the saying goes, if you don't make a hit, it's just a blockbuster.
Ye Fan only made his first bid, and he shocked everyone. The bid of 700,000 yuan was like a slap in Lin Qian's face, and Lin Qian was stunned at that time.
She didn't expect that this masked man would really dare to bid?
"it!"
"This guy is crazy, isn't he?"
"Directly increase the price by 100,000!"
"A low-key local tyrant~"
The crowd exploded in an instant. In the hall, many people looked sideways, looking at the simple dress of the masked man, and many people secretly sighed.
"Wow~"
"So handsome!" In the crowd, there was a young girl who became a nymphomaniac.
"Handsome sister, no one else has taken off their masks, how can you see how handsome?" There are men who are speechless.
"It's handsome, a man is handsome if he's rich, what's wrong?"
Many people are beginning to pay attention to this mysterious masked man.
At this time, Wang Yu's old face immediately turned green, and he was so angry in his heart that he couldn't wait to slap Lin Qian's penny to death.
"You're sick, aren't you?"
"It's okay, what are you provoking him to do?"
"You think our family has a lot of money, right?"
Originally, he could have won 610,000 just now, but now it's okay, it's directly to 700,000.
Wang Yu was mad in his heart.