This woman's unrelenting tone and Qian Yu's evasive eyes made it clear to everyone present that the things in this cage were not valuable, and this auctioneer was weak-hearted.

A group of people were in the mood to watch a good show, and their eyes wandered back and forth on Qian Yu and the woman in the black puffy skirt, this time there was a good show.

The woman's slender fingers with black gloves came out of the small bag she was carrying, holding a golden card, and said, "I'll swipe the card now, but I want to see what is inside?" If there is a pile of rags inside, then in the next auction, no one will dare to buy the auctioned things, and Foster's reputation will be ruined.

Qian Yu stood on the stage, with a look of embarrassment, a little undecided, and his eyes frequently looked at the private room in the middle of the second floor, so he didn't have to think about who was inside, it must be the legendary perverted collector Foster.

These people's eyes are a little nervous, and they all say that Foster is a beautiful young man in his twenties, but he doesn't show up at every auction, so there are very few people who know what Foster looks like.

Everyone unanimously turned their eyes to the private room on the second floor, and the woman in the black puffy skirt also turned her head to look at the second floor and said, "Since the boss is also here, is it too weak to let me open this thing in front of everyone, or is it not a valuable and strange thing at all, but a bunch of holes and rotten iron?" ”。

This woman is aggressive, because of Qian Yu's evasive attitude just now, she decided that there is nothing good in this cage, okay, Foster Club, she dared to smash her own signboard to cheat money.

Foster stayed in the box, his gray-green eyes suddenly stormed, this woman clearly wanted to smash his sign, it was simply too rude and rude.

"Huh"

There was a chuckle from the private room on the second floor, followed by the sound of the door opening.

A tall man dressed in a white knight's suit walked down the stairs little by little.

In the dim light, this man really seems to have come out of an oil painting, with deep facial features, long brown curly hair tied behind his head by a red ribbon at will, and the most important thing is that the gray-green eyes make people feel like they are going to be drowned.

Gentleman, elegant, emanating from him, this is the real noble, not the vassal elegance of this lady in front of you, in front of Foster or in front of such a noble person, you are a little ashamed of yourself.

Foster stood in front of the woman, hooked his lips and smiled, and said gentlemanly: "This lady, we have a new auctioneer here, and I am a little unfamiliar with the process, and I am offended, but today's blind auction is just to entertain everyone, if you are not interested in the auctioned items after lifting the black cloth, we can make an exception today for the Foster Club to return your full bid amount."

Since Foster said this, everyone present almost put their hearts down.

Originally, this was also a step, and normal people were almost okay, but the woman in front of him was not.

Ever since Foster came out, the woman had been staring at Foster's face without taking her eyes off, and it was rumored that Foster was so beautiful, and now that it was true, so—

"Okay, but if I'm not satisfied with the stuff here, I don't want your refund, I'm going to ......"

(End of chapter)