Entrance to the mall.

The sudden appearance of several men in suits naturally attracted the attention of many people.

"I'LL GO, KITON'S SUIT."

"It's tens of thousands."

"Who are these?"

"It's still respectful, it looks like it's just a few subordinates."

"Even his subordinates wear such high-end suits, what kind of character does their boss have to be?"

"Oh my God, who's in our mall?"

When Jinbao and the others came in, the people nearby suddenly exploded, talking and looking sideways.

Even Han Wenxue frowned at this time.

Although in her eyes, tens of thousands of suits are not a rare thing, and his husband's hundreds of thousands of customized suits are several. But the key thing is that these people in front of them are obviously just a few subordinates who are working hard.

Even the mud legs underneath are dressed in luxurious clothes, so what kind of character does their boss have to be?

Especially when he saw these people entering the door, he walked straight in the direction of Qiu Mucheng and Susie, and he was undoubtedly more curious.

Could it be that he is from the Su family?

But according to Han Wenxue's understanding, even the Su family definitely does not have the financial resources.

It wasn't until Han Wenxue was shocked when she saw Jinbao looking at Qiu Mucheng with a respectful face.

It turned out to be looking for the wife of the son-in-law who came to the door?

What's going on?

Han Wenxue and the others were even more puzzled and looked at it one after another.

In fact, not only them, but even Qiu Mucheng himself felt incredible.

"Excuse me, do you have anything to do with me?" Qiu Mucheng asked curiously.

"Miss Qiu, it's a good thing, it's a good thing." Jinbao smiled, and then took out two admission tickets from his arms, "Miss Qiu, we are the organizer of the Mid-Autumn Festival Night Auction, and we sincerely invite Miss Qiu to participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival evening." When the time comes, I hope that Miss Qiu will take Mr. Zun to enjoy the light. ”

As he spoke, Jinbao handed two luxurious and exquisite admission tickets to Qiu Mucheng.

What the?

Admission to the Mid-Autumn Festival Night Auction?

Hearing this, Susie was shocked.

Even Han Wenxue was full of surprise and surprise.

Qiu Mucheng is even more beautiful, and her eyes are shocked.

She didn't expect that someone would come to deliver the pillow when she was sleepy.

She couldn't ask for tickets for this auction just now, but in the blink of an eye, someone actually sent it.

However, after a moment of surprise, Qiu Mucheng finally shook his head and said bitterly: "This ticket must be very expensive." ”

"Huh?" Jinbao was stunned at the time, and only after a while did he understand the meaning of Qiu Mucheng's words, and immediately smiled, "Miss Qiu misunderstood, this is a gift, no money." ”

"It is already a great honor for you and Mr. Zun to participate in this auction. We're sorry we didn't pay you for your appearance, how can we still charge you? ”

Jin Bao said slowly, but Qiu Mucheng and the others became more and more frightened the more they listened.

Hearing the end, she almost suspected that she had misheard, and said in disbelief: "Is it really given for free?" ”

"Of course." Jinbao continued.

At this time, Han Wenxue's disdainful laughter came from behind him.

"Huh?"

"Who am I, it's a bunch of liars."

"How precious are tickets for the Mid-Autumn Festival Night Auction? It's hard to find thousands of gold, is the organizer an idiot, put the money and don't make money, and give it away for nothing? ”

"Moreover, the tickets for this auction are all red, and the one in his hand is black, which is fake at first glance."

"It's not serious."

"You liars, you deserve to be too unprofessional, aren't you?"

At first, Han Wenxue was still trembling, but then it seemed that after the admission ticket in Jinbao's hand, she suddenly smiled. The irony in the words is undoubtedly more distinct.

"I'll go, really?"

"It really seems to be a lie."

"It's a pity, I thought it was really a ticket to the Mid-Autumn Festival Night Auction?"

Susie also deliberately compared it at this time. Sure enough, the admission ticket in Qiu Mucheng's hand was completely different from Han Wenxue's, and even the color was different.

Qiu Mucheng's originally happy eyes also dimmed immediately, full of loss.

"Sure enough, is it a lie?"

Qiu Mucheng shook her head and laughed at herself.

To be honest, she really thought that happiness had fallen on her just now. But now it seems that after all, it is still empty joy.

Thinking about it, she is an ordinary body, how can she be qualified to let the organizer personally send the ticket and invite her to go?

Qiu Mucheng finally returned the two admission tickets to Jinbao, and without saying a word, he was ready to leave.

Jinbao was about to cry, and hurriedly chased after him: "Miss Qiu, we are not liars, this admission ticket is real." ”