"Ho~ho~ho~~~~~ho~ho~ho~~~~~~"

Ding Beihai went crazy, stared at his bloodshot eyes, and kept waving his arms vigorously, aiming at Li Jianbin on the stage, and continued to let out a beast-like indistinct roar.

Everyone in the audience looked stupid!

Everyone stared at Ding Beihai with stunned eyes, watching Ding Beihai dance wildly there.

"Wocao, Ding Dong won't be sick again, right?"

"Definitely!"

"The concubine was drunk just now, and to be honest, she sang really well! But what is he playing this time? Why did I watch it for a long time and I didn't understand it?"

"Elderly disco?!"

"NO, THE ACTION IS VERY INTENSE, AND IT'S FREE STYLE! LOOK, HE'S VERY EXCITED, HIS MOVEMENTS ARE COMPLETELY UNPREDICTABLE, AND IT'S VERY ELUSIVE!"

"Did you overdose on powder?"

"Don't say it, it's really possible!"

The people on the stage were talking in shock, and several leaders on the stage were already blue with anger.

Li Jianbin, who presided over the auction, held back his anger and asked in a cold voice,

"Ding Dong, what are you doing?!Are you trying to make a quote?!"

"Ho~ho~ho~"

Ding Beihai nodded vigorously at Li Jianbin and said that he wanted to make an offer.

"Then please make an offer as soon as possible, and don't add too many unnecessary actions!"

Li Jianbin scolded in annoyance.

"Ho~ho~ho~"

Ding Beihai burst into tears.

He stopped waving his arms, but still stood there, letting out a muffled hiss.

At this time, Li Jianbin also felt that something was wrong.

He looked at Ding Beihai's appearance, although he was a little crazy, but it was not like the way he completely lost his mind when he was drunk just now.

Could it be that there is something wrong with Ding Beihai's body and he can't speak?

Li Jianbin thought of this, so he tried to ask,

"Ding Dong, is there something wrong with your voice?"

"Ho~ho~ho~"

Ding Beihai kept nodding vigorously.

He pointed his finger at his throat and burst into tears.

Li Jianbin was stunned, hesitated for a moment, and said again,

"Okay, if Ding Dong wants to continue to quote, just write the price on paper!"

Ding Beihai was overjoyed, and he waved at Li Jianbin again and again to express his gratitude.

Li Jianbin was speechless for a while, beckoned a staff member, and brought Ding Beihai a cardboard with white paper and a black oil paint pen.

Ding Beihai was excited, snatched the cardboard and pen from the staff, and then prepared to write the quote in his heart.

At this moment, a sneer suddenly sounded in the back row, and a voice said loudly,

"The surname is Ding, if you want a quotation, hurry up and make a quotation! Don't pretend to be crazy and stupid there, and delay everyone's time!"

Ding Beihai was furious when he heard this, and a wave of blood instantly surged into his head.

When he turned his head and saw that the person who spoke just now was Ye Hao, he was even more angry.

"What are you looking at? The auctioneer has given you face and asked you to write an offer on paper, if you don't write it quickly, what are you still trembling about?"

Ye Hao stood up and looked at Ding Beihai with a wicked smile.

When he saw Ding Beihai speechless just now, he knew that Ding Beihai's body was starting to have problems. He deliberately stood up and angry with Ding Beihai, so that Ding Beihai's illness could attack faster.

"Ho~ho~ho~"

Ding Beihai was provoked by Ye Hao, and his emotions were a little out of control again.

Li Jianbin on the stage saw this situation and hurriedly spoke.

"Ding Dong, don't mess around, hurry up and write your offer!"

Ding Beihai listened, so he had to suppress the anger in his heart, and after glaring at Ye Hao fiercely, he was ready to write out the quotation first, and then go back to settle the ledger with Ye Hao.

However, just as he was about to write something on the paper, his right hand began to tremble uncontrollably.

At first, he thought he was just getting too emotional, and he took a deep breath to try to calm himself down.

But soon, he found out that this was not the reason!

His hands didn't listen to him anymore, and they kept shaking, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't write a complete word on the paper!

I can't even write the most basic number!

The more anxious he was, the more his hands did not obey him, and he tossed there for a long time, only drawing a bunch of messy lines!

When the staff on the side saw it, they couldn't help frowning.

Is this writing an offer?!

It's nonsense!

Li Jianbin on the stage was a little far away from Ding Beihai, and he didn't know what Ding Beihai had written on the paper, so he asked the staff to show him the cardboard.

The staff wanted to get the cardboard back in Ding Beihai's hand, but Ding Beihai held on to it and wanted to write something on it.

The staff waited for another two seconds, and when they saw that Ding Beihai was still there ghost-drawing, they angrily snatched away the cardboard.

Li Jianbin took the cardboard from the staff, only glanced at it, and was so angry that he couldn't help but scold,

"Grass, Ding Beihai, what is your special painting?!"

After he finished scolding, he felt that it was a little inappropriate for him to swear on such an occasion.

In order to show that he didn't mean to say this, Li Jianbin deliberately held up the cardboard so that everyone could see what the hell Ding Beihai had drawn on it.

When everyone saw it, they all burst into laughter.

"Wocao, what the hell is Ding Beihai drawing?"

"Is this an offer?

"No, no, no, you didn't see that Ding Beihai wanted to be a painter and painted an impressionist painting, stream of consciousness!"

"Stream of consciousness? hahaha, this consciousness is really chaotic!"

"Mom sells batches, Ding Dong is going to die!"

After Li Jianbin waited for the laughter at the scene to be quieter, he threw the cardboard in his hand on the table, and no longer paid attention to Ding Beihai, but turned his gaze to the others in the audience.

"Everyone, please don't be distracted by the nonsense of individual people, our auction is still going on!Excuse me, is there anyone else who wants to bid on the plot numbered BZ1708-06?"

As soon as Li Jianbin's words fell, Ye Hao said aloud in the back row,

"Haotian International Company, bid 1.21 billion!"

"Very good, Haotian International Company directly increased the price by 10 million, may I ask, which other company is willing to increase the price?"

Li Jianbin said quickly.

As he was talking, Ding Beihai suddenly rushed up from under the stage, stopped in front of the auction table, and let out a muffled roar at him.

"Ho~ho~ho~~~"

Ding Beihai roared, his limbs still shaking like crazy.

"Ding Dong, please abide by the order of the venue and return to your seat immediately!"

Li Jianbin was really angry.

He has already given Ding Beihai enough face, but Ding Beihai has been messing with him again and again.

At this time, two staff members quickly ran up to the stage, grabbed Ding Beihai's arm, and wanted to drive him off the rostrum.

Ding Beihai was really crazy, he bumped into the two staff members with his body, and then grabbed Li Jianbin by the neck across the auction table!

Because his hands kept trembling, Li Jianbin who was tightly grasped by him was forced to shake his head quickly!

It's like a chicken pecking rice!

"Grass, you madman!"

Li Jianbin scolded angrily again.

"Ho~ho~ho~~~~~ho~ho~ho~~~"

Ding Beihai stared at two bloodshot eyes, and with all his strength, he grabbed Li Jianbin by the collar of the neck, and roared there.

Secretary Xia on the rostrum, seeing this scene, finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He slapped the table and shouted angrily,

"That's enough! Come on, get this bastard out of the venue!"

(End of chapter)