"Twelve million for the first time, twelve million ......"

"Thirteen million, Lady 89 bids thirteen million."

Sure enough, the woman at No. 89 couldn't help but hold up her card after seeing that Song Jiming had no intention of bidding.

She was afraid that the folding fan would really be taken away by others.

Song Zhengze also saw that Song Jiming had no intention of raising his card, and under Zhou Jingjia's obstruction, he raised the price to 15 million.

This amount of money is just a drop in the bucket for Song Zhengze, and it can be earned back in minutes.

But there was only one folding fan, and he didn't want to give it up.

Ms. 89 and Song Jiming also had this idea.

It's just that No. 89 has been following the price, and it can be seen that she is eager to get it.

Song Jiming was unusual, but after he gave a price of 10 million, he no longer raised his cards.

He coldly watched the two increase the price, and after the price was set at 17 million, he asked Shu Yao to raise the card again.

"Twenty million."

The audience still gave a cheering reaction.

Shu Miao put down the sign, and her nervous hands trembled.

It's such a cool way to spend money.

Before she could share her experience with the man, the No. 56 man followed up to 23 million.

The girl frowned, and after thinking for a while, she said to the man, "Good man, he did it on purpose." ”

Song Jiming nodded and did not speak.

From the beginning, he knew that he was deliberately taking revenge on him.

Although he thought that raising the price would make him lose a lot of money, he didn't know that doing so was just in line with the man's heart.

He's worried that he can't afford to raise the price.

Well, now the matter is settled.

With the help of Song Jiming and Hua Xijun, the price of the folding fan was auctioned at 40 million.

This is the highest work in this painting and calligraphy auction, and it is also the longest single product auction time.

A folding fan with a starting price of 600,000 yuan and a price of 40 million yuan can no longer be described as sky-high.

Song Zhengze and No. 89 did not increase the price for a long time.

Because of the price, it is too much higher than the price in their hearts.

Reason triumphs over impulse.

With the sound of a hammer falling, the oil painting folding fan was finally sold for 40 million.

The auctioneer drops the hammer with his left hand and the pen with his right hand.

The oil painting folding fan was put into the bag by Song Jiming.

Many people on the field looked at them with different eyes, probably thinking that Song Jiming had been with a fool for a long time, and he himself had become stupid, and he would spend 40 million to buy a work by a not very famous painter.

Some people feel that Second Young Master Song is rich and courageous, and it is worth learning.

Of course, there are a very small number of people whose faces are very ugly, and they look at men with a little more suspicion.

Shu Yao didn't observe carefully and didn't notice this.

She had no scruples and spent money at will.

She returned the sign to the man, clapped her hands and said, "Report to the chief, the task is complete." ”

When the purpose arrived, I suddenly felt much more relaxed.

Song Jiming faced the quirky girl with a smile in his eyes.

He rubbed the girl's little head and said approvingly: "You are very good, go home and reward you." ”

"I want something good."

The man nodded in agreement, "Satisfy you." ”

It's so simple to agree.

The girl knows that the man is in a good mood right now, so she has to give advice.

For the sake of the girl, she helped herself so much.

Song Jiming agreed to her request.

Shu Yao's heart was full of joy, and he almost danced in place.

There was a short break in between.

Shu Jiao wanted to go to the bathroom, and Song Jiming, who already had a shadow in the bathroom, insisted on accompanying her.

Shu Yao couldn't resist the man, so he had to agree.

Bei Ying's Internet celebrity face girlfriend saw the two leaving.

With a sly glint in the woman's eyes, she suddenly said to the man, "Baby, I'm going to the bathroom." ”

Listening to her soft voice coquettish to him, Bei Piying had no resistance, put away her mobile phone, and echoed, "Just right, I'm going too, let's go, I'll accompany you." ”

The two separated in the bathroom, one went into the men's restroom and the other walked to the women's restroom.

Bei Ying's fiancée twisted her waist and walked in front of the man, and when she saw the indifferent and handsome man in the wheelchair, she covered her mouth contrivedly, so excited that her eyes were full of tears.

She looked at the man with admiration and asked with concern, "Brother Jiming, why are you here?" ”

Don't call him "Brother Jiming", he can still accept it.

His fiancée called him brother, much to his displeasure.

The man kept face and responded politely.

Who knew that this kind of woman who climbed the branches and became a phoenix was extremely difficult.

She was talking to him well, but when she looked down, she suddenly said, "Brother Jiming, the blanket on your lap is about to fall." ”

Song Jiming didn't react, and the woman had already leaned over to help him sort out the thin blanket on his legs.

Suddenly getting closer, the pungent perfume smell on the woman's body gave the man a headache.

Song Jiming leaned back, widening the distance between him and her, while rejecting her "kindness" and avoiding suspicion as much as possible.

Shu Yao came out of the bathroom and saw this scene.

Bei Ying's fiancée bent down to sort out the thin blanket on the man's legs, she was already wearing a long skirt with a big V-neck, at this moment, the scenery on her chest can be seen at a glance, and she can reach a piece of white flowers from her angle, not to mention Song Jiming, who is facing her.

At this moment, Song Jiming, with a gloomy face, has been forced by her to lean tightly on the back of the wheelchair, and the disgust is not too obvious.

Sure enough, it's a green tea.

I was not satisfied with finding the son of a real estate tycoon, so I hit the idea on a married man!

Did she really think she was a fool?

Shu Yao's fire "rubbed" and got up.

"What are you doing!"

The girl shouted sharply, rushed over, pushed away the woman who was trying to touch Song Jiming, and glared at her angrily with a stupid face, "Slut, who let you touch my good person!" ”

The woman did not stand still in her high heels, and staggered back several steps, barely standing until she hit the wall.

She looked at the stupid girl, looked impatient, and retorted, "What are you doing? I'm just helping Brother Ji Ming sort it out......"

"Green tea bitch, shut up!"

Hearing the woman's delicate and squirming voice, Shu Yao had goosebumps all over her body.

The commotion in front of the bathroom door has already caused onlookers.

Although everyone is a person with status, there is no distinction between dignity and inferiority when watching the excitement.

A few wealthy people recognized the identities of the three and sneered and gossiped with the people next to them.

When Bi Pixing's fiancée saw everyone watching, not only was she not afraid that the matter would be swept away by other families, but she wanted to make a big deal about it.

Her enchanting eyes glanced at the girl and cried to the man aggrievedly.

"Why is she so fierce, Brother Ming, you see her scolding me."

The woman pinched her throat and coquettishly to the man, as if Song Jiming was her fiancé.

Shu Yao hates this kind of hypocritical woman the most in his life.

She was just as disgusting as Shu Sirou's inconsistency woman.

"I told you to shut up, you can't hear me, can you?"

Shu Yao's anger exploded, she shouted viciously, rushed up and slapped the woman.

The wives around her smiled gloatingly.

Probably because their husbands don't pack this kind of green tea outside.

It's just that this kind of green tea is deeply favored by men, and being coquettish can make men pay for her willingly.