A familiar aura lingered around him, and Bu Yanxi fidgeted a little to look at the top of his head, then at the floor, and then at the front, but he didn't dare to turn his head to look at him.

Wu Huixin, who was sitting next to her, had already noticed this, glanced meaningfully at the boy next to her daughter, and asked her in a low voice, "Did you quarrel with your boyfriend?" ”

Bu Yanxi immediately slapped her, "Mom! ”

"Quite a temper." Wu Huixin looked back disapprehantly.

Ming Yuyan sat next to her and didn't say a word.

After a while, Wang Chengxi sat down next to him and looked at Bu Yanxi, as quiet as he was.

After a while, Rong Sang also came, sitting behind her, and was also very silent.

I don't know if it's too sensitive, Bu Yanxi always feels that Rong Sang has been staring at the back of her head, so that she scratches her hair uncomfortably and spits out secretly.

This one or two, how come they are all acquaintances......

She glanced around with her spare eyes, but didn't find Yi Shihan's figure, and thought to herself: Could it be that she was dazzled by mistake just now? He didn't seem to have come with Wang Chengxi or Rong Sang.

The process of the auction is similar to what Bu Yanxi has watched on TV before.

Presiding over tonight's auction is an intellectual and elegant lady, dressed in a cheongsam with a light blue pattern, who is fluent and capable in introducing the lots.

"This is a 12-carat blue-purple diamond ring with a flawless interior." She lifted the red cloth from the model's hand, and a blue-purple ring that shone with a sparkle almost lit up the audience.

With a flurry of head-to-ear exchanges, the asking price began to rise gradually.

"200 million...... This gentleman called 200 million, is there a higher bid? ”

Bu Yanxi looked at the ring very seriously, then looked at several zeros in the center of the screen, and silently wiped the sweat that didn't exist.

A ring asks for 200 million?

Terrible.

"The following lot is a painting by the Norwegian expressionist painter Emunk, "Wagging the Tail".

As the red blaze opened, all eyes were focused on the beautifully framed oil painting, which depicts a white cat with two legs cut off against a blood-red backdrop, dying of death. The whole painting is extremely exaggerated in expression, with distorted lines and clear colors, showing despair and helplessness to the extreme.

What a depressing painting!

Bu Yanxi habitually moved the chair forward, but unexpectedly, the chair was fixed on the ground, the chair did not move, but she almost hit the person in the front row due to inertia.

She adjusted her sitting posture stupidly, but heard the cheongsam lady smile and say, "30 million once, 30 million twice, 30 million three times...... Congratulations to Mr. 32 for winning this picture. ”

How did you take this painting away in a trance?

She muttered to herself, inadvertently following the lady's gaze and almost falling to the ground in shock.

32…… Number 32?

That, isn't that the brand in Wang Chengxi's hand?

By the way, what is the transaction price?

3000…… Ten thousand?

Bu Yanxi gasped inwardly, and her pretended expressionless face could barely be maintained.

However, just when she doubted that she was dazzled and looked at the sign in Wang Chengxi's hand again, she found that he raised his head slightly and glanced towards a certain box on the second floor.

The private room on the second floor is made of single glass, and from this angle, you can't see anything except a mysterious piece of brown glass.

Maybe it's someone from the Wang family.

Bu Yanxi quickly calmed down, such a big auction, if you want to say that there is no instruction from the Wang family behind it, she doesn't believe that Wang Chengxi will lose to this point.