“…… 47 million three times, deal! Congratulations to Mr. Ye Hong for winning "Sunset" for 4,700 RMB...... Next is the finale of the show, St. Peter's Basilica, the last oil painting before the severed arm of Master Charles Boone......"

About two hours later, the auction came to an end.

The last painting is unveiled.

The auctioneers who had not yet made a move were all in high spirits and stared at the auctioneer who was talking.

After a very incendiary introduction, the hammer was shot down.

“…… Auction begins! ”

People rushed to hold up their signs.

"47 million!"

The first to bid for the price will be called to the price of the previous lot as soon as he opens his mouth.

"It's Huo Beicheng!"

A reporter exclaimed and pressed the shutter.

In the photo, Su Rouyin is holding up the card generously, and Huo Beicheng is holding her, and her eyes don't even fall on the auction table.

It was as if the victory was already in hand.

There are competitors who frown.

"48 million!"

"50 million!" Su Rouyin said again.

"51 million!" "58 million!" "60 million!"

……

Amid the rising bids, the scene became more and more enthusiastic.

You come and go, and the skyrocketing amount of money makes the onlookers pry.

It also made more and more bidders give up the bidding.

Until Su Rouyin, who never stopped holding up her cards, once again quoted a new high price.

"80 million!"

There was silence in the field.

The few remaining competitors glanced at Huo Beicheng behind her, and invariably shut down.

Although you can get that "opportunity" by winning the "bid king", it is just an opportunity......

Never mind.

"80 million once!"

The auctioneer begins to confirm the price.

The crowd remained silent.

"80 million twice!"

Under the attention of the audience, Su Rouyin, who was out of the limelight, happily kissed Huo Beicheng beside her, and was ready to get up to signal.

"80 million three ......"

"100 million."

Everything freezes.

Su Rouyin's body froze in mid-air.

The audience followed the prestige.

I saw the stunning girl sitting in the corner of the first row put down the card, smiled and leaned back on the back of the chair, with a lazy and elegant posture.

Those beautiful black eyes, which had no focal length, refracted the tiny light.

It seems to be rejuvenated, dazzling, and gratuitously revealing a sense of magic.

Everyone's hearts jumped inexplicably, and they unconsciously looked away, and suddenly realized.

There was an uproar.

"It's Song Chuwei...... This is a deliberate call, right? ”

"The opening is 100 million, you say, will Huo Beicheng follow or not?"

……

To follow or not to follow?

If 100 million is their original budget, how to follow?

Su Rouyin sat back in her seat almost in a panic and looked at her lover at a loss.

"North Cheng ......"

"Don't worry." Huo Beicheng comforted her, stared straight at the girl not far away, and shouted out his true psychological price without care.

"150 million."

Su Rouyin's eyes widened in surprise.

Yan Yan, who deliberately stirred up the situation, bent her lips and accurately captured the trace of emotion leaked in the man's tone, and even raised the card carelessly.

"200 million."

Sky!

Su Rouyin's joy instantly froze on her face.

“…… 210 million. ”

Huo Beicheng followed again, and his tone had a brief hesitation.

But...... Not at the limit yet?

The girl who had once again predicted his emotions from his tone blinked and continued.

"220 million."

"No......" Su Rouyin trembled.

Huo Beicheng gritted his teeth: "230 million." ”

"240 million."

……

It's like a scorching tug-of-war.

The two sides increase the price in tens of millions alternately.

No one relented.

But the difference is that the girl's posture is always calm and elegant.

As the current manager of the Huo family, Huo Beicheng's expression is gradually out of control.

Although he still tried his best to maintain it on his face, the cold sweat and hidden anger that unconsciously oozed from the corners of his forehead had already exposed everything.

"350 million!"

I don't know how many times, he said fiercely, and the green tendons on his forehead were already bursting up.

Not...... Is it really going to collapse?

Yan Yu was stunned and quickly decided to give up the price.

But Hao Junwei, who was next to him, suddenly picked up the sign and handed over his mobile phone at the same time.

The next second.

A familiar male voice came along.