"A billion."

Things have developed to this point, and Wen Zhe is not angry.

He didn't even look at Dongfang Yan anymore, but leaned back on the back of the seat, and shouted such a sky-high price in a tone that was not sad or happy.

700 million at once.

This is the handiwork of Yunrui Club.

This is also the purpose of Wen Zhe.

At first, Dongfang Yan jumped out coldly, which really made Wen Zhe angry.

But soon he calmed down, the sky is going to rain, the mother is going to get married, someone is looking for death, what can he do?

Besides, he is here on behalf of the Yunrui Club today, and if he behaves too impetuously, he will inevitably fall into the identity of the club.

And Wen Zhe's sudden increase of 700 million is obviously expected by everyone.

Not to mention 700 million, it is 700 million, which is not trivial for Yunrui Club, but it is definitely a small meaning.

Sitting in the position of the Ninth Five-Year Emperor in South China, how much money is there, not to mention that outsiders don't know, even Yang Rui himself can't figure it out.

A lot of accounts can't be put on the surface.

"A billion dime."

Dongfang Yan increased the price again, as always, by only one dime.

Since his appearance, he has not said any superfluous words, except that bidding is bidding, but this dime and dime upward approach is indeed completely shouting at Yunrui Club and provoking the authority of Yunrui Club.

It's angry, it's disgusting.

"Two billion." Wen Zhe was still expressionless, and this time he directly raised one billion.

"Two billion and a dime."

"Three billion."

"Three billion a dime."

"Four billion."

"Four billion a dime."

At this time, Wen Zhe felt a shock in his pocket, he took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, then looked at the host and said, "I suspect that this person is deliberately making trouble." ”

"Hahaha!"

As soon as Wen Zhe's words came out, without waiting for the host to respond, Dongfang Yan burst out laughing.

His laughter was so unbridled that he seemed to hear a big joke.

"Manager Wen, can you Yunrui Club afford to play or can't afford to play?"

Dongfang Yan smiled, his tone was a little disdainful, "Just because this is your territory, why don't you bully me, a foreigner?" ”

"I'm afraid you won't have the money to pay for a while." Wen Zhe was not angry, and said lightly.

"Are you joking internationally? My dignified son of the king of the Northeast, I can't take out four billion? Can I understand that you are deceiving me, and there is no one in the Northeast? Dongfang Yan sneered.

"Young man, if you want to be careful in front of me, you are still a little tender." Wen Zhe sneered, and said: "Don't bring the word Northeast at every turn, it's good that your father is the king of the Northeast, but you can't represent the Northeast, and you can't even represent your father, why do I believe that you, a loser who doesn't do serious things, races, clubbing, women, shopping, and birds, can come up with four billion?" ”

"Hahaha."

The crowd burst into laughter.

Dongfang Yan's arrogant and uninhibited face suddenly fell.

What he hates most is that people say he has nothing to do!

Say he's a loser!

He often jokingly calls himself a loser, but that's self-deprecating.

If this comes out of someone else's mouth, he wants to peel off the other's skin.

Once in the Northeast, a boss thought that he had a good relationship with Dongfang Yan, and made a few innocuous jokes at a wine table, one of which was that Dongfang Yan was a loser.

Originally, the boss really didn't mean that, he just used a joking way to praise Dongfang Yan's generosity, but Dongfang Yan quit, turned his face on the spot, knocked the wine bottle on the boss's head, and then ordered someone to drag him out.

After that, people never saw the boss again, some people said that they were forced to flee to a foreign land by Dongfang Yan, some people said that they were banned by Dongfang Yan as a beggar, and some people said that they ...... People are gone.

There is no certainty.

But no matter what, it is enough to prove the capriciousness of Dongfang Yan, as well as the extremely extreme perverted psychology in his bones that hovers between inferiority complex and arrogance.

Dongfang Yan took off the peace buckle around his neck and slapped it vigorously on the table next to him.

"The previous generations of our family have a single lineage, when my grandfather passed it to my grandfather, my grandfather passed it on to my father, to my father, gave birth to me and my brother, my father found someone to create an identical safety buckle, and then created a peace buckle in my brother's hand, this one in my hand is handed down by my grandfather, which has a very special meaning for our family, and it itself is a valuable antique-level cultural relic."

"I personally don't have so much money, this Ping An buckle as collateral, if I win the bid today, the money will definitely arrive within two days, if you break the promise, you can accept this family heirloom Ping An buckle, you can talk to my dad at any time about the conditions, because you are equivalent to pinching his weakness."

As Dongfang Yan said, the peace buckle in his hand is indeed of special significance to their family, and his father Dongfang Xiao is also very affectionate about this peace buckle.

It stands to reason that his brother is the one who is really favored, and his brother was born before him, so this family heirloom peace buckle should be handed over to his brother.

But his brother was still young when he went abroad, and Dongfang Xiao was worried that he would lose, so he replaced the two Ping An buckles.

It can also be seen how deep Dongfang Xiao's feelings are for this family heirloom safety buckle.

"How can I trust you?" Wen Zhe said lightly.

"That, Mr. Wen."

At this time, an old man in the VIP seat stood up tremblingly.

"Please." Wen Zhe said.

"Mr. Wen, I once went to Northeast China, and I was invited to participate in an antique fair, and there were ...... Coincidentally, I met the King of the Northeast. ”

Out of awe of the king of the Northeast, the old man originally habitually wanted to say "lucky", but immediately changed his words to "coincidence", obviously worried about causing Wen Zhe's dissatisfaction.

"Of course, with my status, I can't afford to dine at the same table with the King of the Northeast. I was sitting at another inconspicuous dining table with three or five friends, and I heard an old friend say something interesting. ”

"The old friend said that Dongfang Yan, the youngest son of Dongfang Xiao, the king of the Northeast, once lost their family heirloom safety buckle."

"Dongfang Yan, who was still young at the time, was playing with his friends in the garden, lost the family heirloom safety buckle, and was later hung up by Dongfang Xiao and beaten for a day and night, but fortunately, the safety buckle was found in time, and Dongfang Yan saved his life."

"Oh?" Wen Zhe's gaze swept towards Dongfang Yan with interest.