Chapter 139: Clamor
General Jiang did not participate in this auction.
In the private room are General Jiang's younger brother, Xiaoguo's uncle Jiang Kezheng, his son Jiang Daiyue, Jiang Daihe, Jiang Daifeng, and Lu Mingran.
Jiang Ke is Lijing's biggest gentleman, and there is no one.
He was rampant all his life, and he was suddenly strongly suppressed, and he lost two million alive, Jiang Daihe and Jiang Daiyue were so angry that they trembled, and he directly jumped like thunder, and he didn't even hand over the name post, and shouted directly on the spot.
Duobaoge was afraid that the two private rooms would make a fuss, so he hurriedly sent the men who maintained order to stand in the corridor outside the private rooms, ready to persuade both parties to calm down.
Auction items are always the highest bidder.
Although no one was able to cover the whole game in the past, even if it was done, it was not out of line.
What's more, the auction site is hard to chase.
Since the Great General's Mansion gave a high price of two million, it had to bear this result.
Duobao Pavilion was naturally on Zi Yunchen's side.
It's just that the people of Duobaoge are very aware of the urine nature of the General's Mansion, for fear that they will make something that will affect the face of Duobaoge, and they are even more worried that they will anger a local tyrant buyer.
In the private room, Zi Yunchen smiled and said, "Another enemy, huh?" ”
Luo Qingyin glanced at him with a little disgust: "Who made my enemies all over the world?" ”
Zi Yunchen's eyes narrowed slightly, narrowing out a charming arc, and his thin lips were faintly clear, "How do you want to solve it?" ”
Luo Qingyin thought for a moment and said, "If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move." Let him shout in his throat, and we don't have to answer him. If he dares to knock on the door......"
The rest speaks for itself.
The smile on the corner of Zi Yunchen's lips deepened: "Okay." ”
After Jiang Kezheng shouted, there was silence in the auction hall, and everyone looked at the private room between Zi Yunchen and the two.
You can see the lobby from the private room, but the people in the lobby can't see the people in the private room.
Zi Yunchen turned a blind eye to the expectant, curious, and tentative gazes on their faces, and drank tea leisurely.
The auctioneer on the stage came back to his senses and began to auction the next elixir.
"Presumptuous! Didn't you hear my uncle talking to the ninth private room? What a mouth! No one has ever dared to save face with their uncle, what are you? Jiang Kezheng slapped the table and stood up, his eyes were full of anger, and he directly poured his anger on the auctioneer.
As he spoke, there was already a faint flow of Xuan Qi in his hands, "Tianzi No. 9 private room, dare to be unreasonable to your uncle, can you be guilty?" ”
As soon as these words came out, the faces of the people in the auction hall changed.
General Jiang's Mansion is simply too deceitful!
Tianzi No. 9 private room is the private room where Zi Yunchen and Luo Qingyin are located.
Zi Yunchen leaned back in his chair and chuckled: "Uncle Xiaoguo also offended Duobao Pavilion by the way, let's see how Duobao Pavilion is dealt with first?" ”
Luo Qingyin shrugged.
I can meet people from General Jiang's Mansion everywhere, and I am really drunk.
Taking advantage of the fact that the two of them were not paying attention, the ink monkey quickly took a bite of the Diyong Golden Lotus placed on the table, jumped behind Luo Qingyin's back and ate it secretly.
The snow ginseng doll raised her head from the tea cup with a blank expression: "Babbling? ”
The three of them and one monkey didn't mean to be nervous at all, but there was tension outside.
Before the auctioneer on the stage could speak, a girl in a goose yellow dress stood up from the lobby seat, and her voice was crisp and straightforward: "Uncle Tangguo can't spend money to smash others, so he wants to use power to oppress people?" There is a ability to ask Duobao Pavilion to make the rules of the auction hall according to the high power! ”
This sentence is slapping in the face and crisp.
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