(2-in-1 update, plus more still owes five chapters)

If a person with a poor image stood up and shouted loudly: "One million!" It is inevitable that he will be burdened with such labels as a local tyrant, showing off his wealth, and a bad pen, but Cheng Mo stands up with the image of Lin Zhinuo, it is completely different, when people focus on him, they all praise this young man in a blue Tustoe dress, handsome and extravagant.

It's like a cool breeze passing through the hall on a hot summer day, which makes the eyes feel refreshed and comfortable.

It really is: the stranger is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

In general, one million is not a big thing, it is Cheng Mo who makes the air freeze instantly, one million is just a lit lead, and Cheng Mo's perfect image is the fireworks.

After a short silence after the visual impact, the entire banquet hall immediately became slightly noisy, and everyone turned their heads and whispered to ask if they knew who this was and whose son-in-law it was.

Only the atmosphere at Cheng Mo's table dropped sharply to the freezing point, where did the glasses brother on the side think that Cheng Mo still had this kind of operation, spending one million to fight for a breath, and being rich and capricious to this extent, this face was swollen and could only endure it, pretending that nothing had happened.

Miss Ma, who was opposite Cheng Mo, didn't dare to look at Cheng Mo's eyes, and looked down at her phone, but her expression betrayed her mind, and her face was full of unnaturalness and embarrassment.

As for Xie Dingnan, he remembered what Cheng Mo began to say, and was glad that he didn't offend this very indifferent young man just now, maybe he would really ask for him later.

Even the auctioneers who are used to seeing the world were stunned for a moment, she has presided over hundreds of millions of auctions, and she has never gone wrong, but she didn't expect that hosting a charity auction with no difficulty today would actually make a low-level mistake, which made the auction cold for a while.

Because it was really unexpected, it took a long time for the auctioneer to come back to his senses, and he hurriedly looked at the last table with some nervousness and said: "The handsome guy at No. 117, bidding 1 million, is really hand.......some! Is there anyone who wants to increase the price now? After finishing speaking, the auctioneer waved the auction hammer early, thinking: there is no suspense, although there are some twists and turns, but it is finally over.

However, one wave after another of accidents pushed the auction to a climax again.

Just when the auctioneer was about to count down, Wansheng raised his card again, and signaled to add another 100,000, and the auctioneer had to put the auction hammer down again, shouting with excitement in his voice: "1.1 million!"

Although the amount of 1.1 million yuan is not large, all the people who participated in the auction of this painting are young people, and their momentum can still make people feel awe, making everyone present vaguely feel that this is a big scene of hundreds of millions or even billions.

"No. 9 increased the price by 100,000, 1.1 million, and now this oil painting "Great Criticism Coca Cola" from Wang Guangyi has become the donation with the highest price in this auction at present....." The auctioneer looked at Cheng Mo and said loudly, as if expecting him to raise his card again.

Not only her, but the appetite of the entire audience was hung up, hoping to see a thrilling dragon fight.

Du Leng, who was sitting diagonally opposite Xie Minyun, looked at Cheng Mo who was standing in the last row, his face was cold, and his hand holding the number plate trembled slightly under the table, and this inexplicable person suddenly jumped out, which made his sense of urgency even worse.

Du Leng thought about it: Could it be that this person also knows Xie Minyun's identity so he deliberately came to please her? Whether it is or not, he has no way out at the moment, if even a passerby character who Xie Minyun doesn't know can steal the scene at will, does he still want to be the protagonist?

Seeing Cheng Mo's burning eyes, just staring at Xie Minyun as if he was about to raise a card, and the audience, including Xie Minyun and Wan Sheng, were all looking at Cheng Mo, Du Leng inexplicably felt a kind of humiliation, he was the center of everyone since he was a child, and this feeling of being completely ignored was really bad.

So Du Leng waved his hand and shouted, "One and a half million!"

Looking at Cheng Mo's auctioneer, he didn't expect that a pair of mirror frame paintings would actually cause so many people to snatch them, and the premium had exceeded several times, although he knew that this group of teenagers was probably on top, he still couldn't help shouting loudly: "One and a half million! The 8th bid is one and a half million!

Maybe there was a miracle, the auctioneer thought with a flushed face.

It is not a miracle to sell 100 million of 100 million things, and it is the glory of the auctioneer to auction off something that is not very valuable for a price much higher than its own value.

The whole banquet hall was another exclamation, for the living painter, a pair of mirror frame paintings were auctioned for 1.5 million, and they would really wake up with a smile in a dream.

The audience was looking at Cheng Mo and No. 7 Wansheng, hoping that they would shout out a more exciting offer, but at this time, Cheng Mo just shook his head and sat down without saying a word.

No. 7 Wansheng smiled, rotated the number plate in his hand, and was indifferent!

"One and a half million for the first time!"

"One and a half million for the second time!"

With a crisp sound, the auction hammer landed on the wooden auction chassis, and a sound effect like a startling wood resounded throughout the banquet hall, "1.5 million sold! Congratulations to the No. 8 buyer......"

There was applause, and no one could have imagined that one of the fiercest and most frequent auctions of the event would appear at the end of the first half, on an oil painting that was not very expensive.

Although it cost 1.5 million, it is not a small amount for Du Leng, and he has to explain it to his family when he goes back, but Du Leng feels that it is worth it, and he enjoys this feeling of finality.

"Congratulations to Brother Leng, it's still Brother Leng's awesome! It's not like someone who will only coax at a critical moment!" Yu Junshan on the side smiled and patted Du Leng's shoulder.

Du Leng smiled and shook his head: "It's all about doing a part for charity, there's no need to say that." ”

Wang Mingliang actually doesn't like Du Leng, a sanctimonious hypocrite, his hair has not yet grown, so he pretends to be moody and angry, which is really boring, so he smiled and said: "Du Gongzi, really arrogant! There is no place to make a lot of money, and a pair of frame oil paintings are willing to spend 1.5 million.... I won't support you without supporting the wall!"

Du Leng didn't care about Wang Mingliang's cynicism, in fact, the more sarcastic the other party, the more generous he became, so he just pretended not to care, but in fact said affectionately: "As long as Min Yun likes it, it's worth it." ”

However, Xie Minyun said with a puzzled face: "I didn't say I like it?"

Du Leng was a little stunned for a moment, seeing Wan Sheng's expression that seemed to be smiling, all the pleasure suddenly came to naught, like falling into an ice cellar, and then a huge sense of humiliation flooded his mouth and nose like a tide, making him feel suffocated and uncomfortable, he believed that Xie Minyun would not tell lies, so it was Wan Sheng on the other side who was playing tricks.....

What he didn't mind was 1.5 million, what he minded was that maybe he was just like a clown who was toyed with and applauded, and was seen as a joke, especially in front of Xie Minyun.

Du Leng knew that the more he couldn't show his anger at this time, the more angry he was, the happier the other party was, and anger was just a manifestation of his own incompetence, he suppressed his anger, chuckled and said to himself: "It seems that I misunderstood, I thought Min Yun you liked it, so I wanted to give it to you personally, but it doesn't matter if you don't like it, making some contributions to charity is also what we should do......"

Wang Mingliang gave a thumbs up and said with a smile: "Du Gongzi is so open-minded, I appreciate a local tyrant like you who is enthusiastic about public welfare." ”

Xie Minyun was a little apologetic when she heard Du Leng's words, but she only had some small apologies, first, she didn't lie, she just made an action; second, Du Leng paid 1.5 million, it seems that it was indeed for her, in fact, the psychological factors are very complicated, and there are also contentions, driven by the desire to override others, more just to satisfy their own selfishness; in the end, all this money is donated to charity, and it is also doing good deeds.

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When Cheng Mo sat down, there was no one at this table talking about the auction, as if some of the disputes just now did not exist at all, several people took the initiative to stand up and give Cheng Mo business cards, although Cheng Mo did not get the lot, but he could stand up casually and raise the price to one million, it was definitely not a small person.

Don't compare it with art auctions that are often hundreds of millions, you must know that art auctions are investments, like just now it is purely to throw money to play, this year, a donation of two or three hundred thousand cash is enough to be in the news, as an individual, it is still rare to throw out a million at a time without utilitarianism, after all, entrepreneurs and celebrities do charity are interested.

There is no charity without profit in this world, and pure charity cannot be maintained and operated.

When the others approached Cheng Motao, Xie Dingnan picked up his wine glass and stood up to toast Cheng Mo, and said very humbly: "This son, dare to ask the surname Gao?"

"My surname is Lin ....."

"Young Master Lin, I'll do it first as a respect. After speaking, Xie Dingnan drank most of the champagne by himself, but Cheng Mo didn't stand up, but just took a sip of the wine glass.

The more Cheng Mo became more upcast, the more Xie Dingnan respected Cheng Mo, and sighed that this was the demeanor of the son of the family, so he said in a low voice: "May I ask Lin Gongzi, is it a joke or is it true that I just said that I can help me introduce Miss Gao, the sister-in-law who can introduce Chairman Bai?"

"Of course it's true, it's Miss Gao who added 50,000 every time just now....."

After Cheng Mo finished speaking, the man with glasses on the side had a red face, pushed his glasses, and explained in a low voice with insufficient confidence: "This ..... I really looked at the list, and Miss Gao was really not on the list at that time. ”

"Wan Gongzi, who raised 100,000 yuan and bid for Yu Junshan at the same time, is not on the list...... I'm not here either. Cheng Mo said lightly.

Cheng Mo's forced pretense is too authentic, this is not a fox and a fake tiger, this is simply a tiger skin peeled and worn on the body.

The subtext of what Cheng Mo said is that Lao Tzu is at the same level as them, it's not strange that you don't know, the man with glasses is not only embarrassed but also very worried, and forced a laugh and said: "No wonder I didn't see it, it's a misunderstanding!"

Saying that, the man with glasses also picked up his glass and stood up, and toasted Cheng Mo with a smile full of embarrassment: "Lin Gongzi, I'm really embarrassed just now, a little misunderstanding, don't mind, I'm a fast mouth, I can't control it, don't go to your heart, I'll toast you ..... at will" After speaking, the man with glasses drank a full glass of champagne, and he didn't dare to see whether Cheng Mo drank it or not, so he sat down cautiously, afraid that Cheng Mo would mention the matter of drinking soup.

The closer you are to the upper level, the more you know how much power each level is different, the other party really wants to destroy you, it's as easy as a hand, it's like a top man, Bai Xiuxiu only needs to say hello to the bank at a critical moment, you can make you worse than dead, and force you to a dead end, and you don't know where to offend the other party.

Cheng Mo naturally ignored the glasses man's toast, and his hand didn't touch the cup.

Miss Ma on the opposite side saw that the man with glasses also softened, Cheng Mo was still hanging like this, thinking that the other party really knew the people of the Gao family, her heart was up and down, and she had no choice but to stand up, and said with a look of grievance: "Lin Gongzi, you don't care about villains, I have always been a knife-mouthed tofu heart..... Actually, I don't have any bad intentions, wait for what you shoot, I won't raise a card, promise not to rob you. ”

Cheng Mo didn't speak, and his eyes didn't glance in that direction.

Miss Ma hurriedly said with a flattering face: "Look at my mouth, I am stupid, I can't speak, I am qualified to rob you of ......" After speaking, Miss Ma also picked up the wine glass, saw that there was not much wine in it, and said after filling it up: "Lin Gongzi, I apologize to you." Then he drank the wine dry, pretended to choke, and coughed several times.

Putting down the wine glass, Miss Ma twisted the snake's waist again, walked to Lin Zhinuo, handed over the business card with both hands, bent down and whispered in Cheng Mo's ear: "Lin Gongzi, I really know Chairman Bai, you don't remember the villain's mistakes, let alone my little woman's mistakes....." At this time, Miss Ma didn't dare to say that she was Bai Xiuxiu's best friend.

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Bai Xiuxiu, who was in the presidential suite, looked at Cheng Mohu and pretended to be a tiger, and couldn't breathe with laughter, "This Lin Zhinuo is really good at playing with people's hearts, if the philosophy department is full of people like him, then the philosophy department is definitely a popular major....."

Feng Luwan also felt that Cheng Mo's performance was really an antelope hanging horns without a trace, and at the most unlikely time, a sudden blow was like a flying immortal out of the sky.

At that time, when Cheng Mo stood up and shouted: "One million", her heart rose to her throat, she was afraid that no one would follow, and she didn't know why she suddenly stood on Cheng Mo's position.

But when he thought about it, Feng Luwan was a little puzzled, why was Lin Zhinuo so sure, he shouted one million, and the other party would follow him? Why was he able to remain silent for so long before?

So Feng Luwan asked with some confusion: "Chairman, Lin Zhinuo should be in the same group as that No. 6, right?"

Bai Xiuxiu looked at the picture transmitted from the banquet hall and said with a smile: "There is this possibility...."In fact, Bai Xiuxiu was also guessing whether Lin Zhinuo and Xie Minyun had anything to do at this time, and it stands to reason that if Lin Zhinuo is really the carrier, the two should not be related.

What's more, if Lin Zhinuo is really a carrier, it is also a carrier in an incompletely activated state, such a carrier is not enough to play one percent of the strength of the carrier, but it is just a much stronger person, only when the carrier is really activated, can the strength of the carrier be understood, so almost everyone does not hesitate to activate immediately, and no one deliberately stays in the inactive state, although the carrier in the activated state cannot be detected by the map, but this small benefit is not enough to compare with the activation.

This is also what Bai Xiuxiu can't guess, all in all, this Lin Zhinuo is full of weirdness.

As for the news that Lin Zhinuo has mastered that he may be the ontology, Bai Xiuxiu is not very worried, not everyone can sell information, everyone is where to buy it from a reputable intelligence leader, and the beauty who sells information will pay attention to it, because it is impossible to distinguish the truth from the fake, and there are many liars in the world.

It's useless to worry about it, killing an inactivated carrier has no benefit, but will make Cheng Mo alert, and only by observing and determining Cheng Mo's ontology can we solve the root of the problem.

What's more, as a "law enforcer", how could you be afraid of a loose cultivator who has not been activated by a single carrier?

Bai Xiuxiu looked at Cheng Mo's handsome side face on the screen, smiling playfully, as if she had found an interesting toy.

Feng Luwan looked at Bai Xiuxiu's smile and was secretly surprised, as Bai Xiuxiu's secretary, she had been with her for nearly seven years, she had never seen the chairman show such a smile, although Bai Xiuxiu often smiled, but those smiles were just floating on the surface of the disguise, not from the heart at all.

But that smile just now was completely inadvertently sincere.