Mu Xiangqing glanced back at Hu Ailin and said to Sikong Jue, "Is your pocket money enough?" ”

Although Mu Xiangqing can't figure out why Sikong Jue wants to shoot a small mine until now, Hu Ailin's sign is definitely because of her, and the price has been pushed up.

Sikong Jue raised the sign again and asked softly, "Is your pocket money so high?" ”

Mu Xiangqing was asked, she had never thought about money.

Aside from the money her father and grandfather put into her card every month, her mother's inheritance was enough for an ordinary person to last a lifetime.

She followed her cousin Mu Feiyu and Zheng Junrui to buy stocks three years ago, and made a lot of money, and she now spends all the money she earns, but she doesn't have much place to spend money, and her father and grandfather are ready for many things.

And Lu Rifeng's pocket money is quite high, but it is not more than one million, let alone Chen Chen.

"So you're making your own money?"

Sikong smiled, didn't answer, and continued to hold up the card.

Mu Xiangqing raised her eyebrows and didn't ask any more.

Soon only Sikong Jue was left to compete with Hu Ailin.

"When did the Hu family become interested in the quarry?"

"The Hu family is not interested in such a small mine, it should be Miss Hu's own desire."

"It's nearly 20 million, which is more than its value."

"Who knows what they're fighting for."

"The boy is still holding on, and I'm curious about his details."

Hu Ailin stopped when she called 20 million, she just found fault, she didn't really want this mine.

"Congratulations to Mr. 50 on winning lot 8."

Mu Xiangqing looked at Sikong, "It's a big loss." ”

"No, it's worth more than that."

Sikong Jue was very confident when he said this, Sven's gentle face lit up, and he could tap into the value that others didn't see.

Mu Xiangqing's heart moved, what kind of person is he?

The auction continued, Mu Xiangqing was not interested, but Yue Yuxiu took a fancy to two, one was a white jade bodhisattva, and the other was a ruby necklace, and Zhong Nanming helped her take it off.

Soon the last lot was also auctioned.

Hu Ailin suddenly spoke, "It's rare to see Miss Mu attending the anniversary celebration this year, why haven't we heard about the lots you donated?" ”

Zhong Nanming frowned when he heard this, Zhong's one lot could already be represented.

Thinking back to what Hu Ailin did just now, it is not difficult for Zhong Nanming to see that she intended to target.

Mu Xiangqing raised her head and glanced at Hu Ailin, she smiled proudly, with a strong provocation.

At this time, a waiter walked up to the auction table and whispered to the host.

The host smiled and said, "Everyone, we have one last sculpture, a sculpture donated by Miss Mu Xiangqing." ”

The host paused, his tone raised, "Angel." ”

"Angels, it turned out to be angels, I didn't expect there to really be angels."

"Really?"

"What angel?"

"Ever heard of a demon sculpture?"

"Didn't you say angels? Why did you get to the devil again? ”

"Little knowledge, the demon sculpture was completed by Master Johnson twenty years ago with nearly a year of sculpture, it is his famous work, he said that the pair of demons and angels, but Johnson only makes demons, ten years ago he announced that the angel was successfully made by his closed disciple, and no one knows who his closed disciple is"

"Now it seems that Mu Xiangqing is Johnson's closed disciple, she was only eight years old ten years ago."

"Is Johnson's Closed Disciple very powerful?"

"Johnson David is not only an outstanding master sculptor, but also the Duke of K, unmarried, childless, and has countless disciples, but he declares that there is only one closed disciple, and this closed disciple is the most likely heir to him, do you say it's amazing."

"That doesn't have to be Mu Xiangqing, could it be that the angel is just her collection? What Mu Xiangqing wanted, Zhong Nanming found a way to find it. ”

"She must be, the devil is in Johnson's collection, and the angel can't be sold."

"Then Mu Xiangqing has one more backer."

Zhong Nanming was shocked that her daughter would take out an angel for auction, which she carved for more than half a year after her mother died, and she was ill for more than half a year, and her hands were broken, which was created based on her mother, which she cherished.

Mu Xiangqing has always had a room in the Ruida Hotel, and this sculpture is placed there, and she will come to see it when she is free or when she thinks about her mother.

"Qing."

Mu Xiangqing stared at the angel who was pushed up with tender eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.

Sikong Jue looked at Mu Xiangqing, and also heard what those people were talking about, she had too many surprises for him today.

No, it's for everyone.

Even Cui Ruxuan and Hong Antong were shocked by the news.

Not to mention Hu Ailin, her face was hurt, so she thought about finding a chance to embarrass Mu Xiangqing, but she didn't expect it to make her earn enough face.

The half-meter-tall sculpture was carefully pushed up.

Sculpture of fine golden silk nanmu, the half-covered face of the angel stepping on the auspicious clouds, can still see the gentle and peaceful face.

Each position is exquisitely carved and meticulous, even the clouds are very real, and many details can be seen in the hair and facial features of the angels, and you can see the carver's care and love for this work.

It's amazing when you look at it.

"It's so beautiful, so real, it's like a real angel descending."

"I think this angel looks familiar."

"I think so too, but it's super beautiful, and seeing her feels refreshed."

"If you look at it every day, you'll definitely be in a good mood."

"Mu Xiangqing is so powerful, he is really a close disciple of Master Johnson, and his future is immeasurable."

"It's worth both collecting and admiring."

The host spoke, "The starting price of this lot is 50 million, and the bidding price is 2 million each time, start." ”

"Fifty-two million."

"Fifty-four million."

“···”

Everyone's bidding was very eager, some people wanted to please Mu Xiangqing, and some people wanted to collect.

Sikong Jue looked at Mu Xiangqing, her face expressionless, but her eyes were firm, guessing that she had her own thoughts.

Mu Xiangqing raised the sign, "One hundred million." ”

As soon as the price came out, many people were scared away, the price was suddenly raised too high, and everyone used a lot of money to auction it before.

Yue Yuxiu said dissatisfied, "Aqing, why are you still bargaining?" ”

She didn't appreciate the sculpture, thought it wasn't worth the price, and felt that Mu Xiangqing was too loser.

Mu Xiangqing ignored it, and continued to hold up the sign when he saw someone bidding.

Sikong Jue suddenly understood that Mu Xiangqing wanted to take the lot back by herself, she just wanted to do good deeds.

Zhong Nanming also saw it, and sure enough, she still understood her mother very well.

Soon everyone also saw what Mu Xiangqing meant, and no one competed with her anymore, first, the price was too high, and second, it gave Zhong Nanming face, and finally it was auctioned for 110 million, which was also a sky-high price.

After the auction, everyone moved back to the banquet hall on the second floor, and the dinner was ready to begin.

Zhong Nanming stopped Mu Xiangqing, "Aqing, the dinner has begun, and we will leave together after the meal." ”

"Nope."

Mu Xiangqing's patience had run out.

Zhong Nanming also saw that every time she was impatient, she was always cold, and her whole person was chilled.

Mu Xiangqing turned his head and motioned to Sikong Jue to leave.

Sikong Jue Chao Zhong Nanming bowed slightly, and then left.

When Zhong Nanming saw them enter the elevator, his face sank, his eyes were sharp, and he said to the secretary, "Go and check if there is a contradiction between the daughter of the Hu family and Aqing?" If there is, then Hu's plan doesn't need to be handed over. ”

The secretary was not surprised at all, and was even accustomed to Zhong Nanming's decision.

As long as there is something about the eldest lady, his boss is completely sensible, even if it is a harmless choice for the company, he doesn't want it.

"Yes."

In the car, Mu Xiangqing glanced at Sikong from time to time.

"What do you want to ask?" Sikong Jue supported his head with his right hand, and looked at the delicate and perfect side face with a happy expression.

Mu Xiangqing rarely gossiped about other people's affairs, but she was inexplicably curious about Sikong Jue, "You are very mysterious. ”

Sikong Jue smiled, "Our fifty steps laugh and a hundred steps, Master Johnson's closed disciple." ”

It's not that he doesn't want to say some things to Mu Xiangqing, but he doesn't know how to say it at the beginning, so let's find an opportunity to say it after a while.

Mu Xiangqing pursed her lips, "I'm just rubbing the old man's light, and I only have one work." ”

She didn't even think about being famous or not, and she didn't want to continue sculpting.

"One is amazing enough." Sikong Jue paused in approval and said, "That's your mother, right?" ”

Although his face is half covered, his Shen Yun and facial features are very similar, even if he has only seen photos, he can see it.

"Well, at that time I missed her very much, every day, in my dreams, the old man was originally my mother's teacher, and at that time he came to see me and taught me carving." Mu Xiangqing's cold eyes were replaced by longing and warmth, "She likes children very much, often takes me to volunteer, very caring, I hope she will be remembered by more people, she will definitely be very happy to help so many children." ”

Sikong Jue recalled that when he handed over just now, he saw Mu Xiangqing donating in her mother's name.

Sensing the unconcealable sadness in Mu Xiangqing's mood, Sikong changed the topic, "Your friend calls you Aqing, can I call it the same?" ”

Mu Xiangqing thought for a while but said, "You can call me Xiaoqing." ”

Sikong never knew that Mu Xiangqing allowed him to call her like this, which was to accept him from the bottom of his heart.

"Xiaoqing."

The low magnetic voice came into Mu Xiangqing's ears, and a trace of beauty extended from the bottom of his heart, and a smile bloomed in his eyes, "Then I call you Sikong?" ”

Sikong Jue hooked his lips, family and friends called him Ah Jue, some people called him Professor, called him Mr. Sikong, but no one called him Sikong.

"Okay."

"Xiaoqing, where are we going to eat?"

"Night market, there are a lot of delicacies you haven't eaten."

"Okay."

After dinner, Sikong Jue got out of Mu Xiangqing's car and watched her car blend into the traffic before turning around and entering the community.

As soon as he entered the house, his mobile phone vibrate, Sikong Jue glanced down, turned on the TV, and a man and woman wearing masks and white robes appeared on the screen, "Mom, Dad, it's rare." ”

Su Yuan spoke first, "Ah Jue, I heard your uncle say that you have adapted well in school, it's really good." ”

Sikong went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of mineral water and sat down on the sofa, "You are so busy that you don't have time to sleep, you come to me and ask about this?" ”