"Huh?"

The curly-haired youth laughed a few times.

"Don't dare to send it to you? What are you? Huh?" The curly-haired young man crossed his waist and looked at Zhou Ze arrogantly.

Zhou Ze smiled and waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I told you that you don't understand."

"Let's go." Zhou Ze looked at Song Ci with a smile, completely ignoring the angry face of the curly-haired young man next to him.

"Hey! What's your name?!"

Zhou Ze stopped when he heard it.

When Song Ci also wanted to blow out the name of "Lin Sheng", Zhou Ze shook his head.

"Why should I tell you?"

"Trash."

"Huh? You're swearing?!" The curly-haired youth suddenly became irritable.

The people next to him couldn't help but gloat and said, "Young man, you mock people for eating soft rice, and tease her daughter-in-law in front of others, will you still be used to it?"

"Cut."

The curly-haired young man snorted coldly, and his blue eyes seemed to be shining with anger.

"Lao Tzu's Northern Valley Family, accustomed to me? I, Gu Yu, am not used to it, and it's still a problem!" The curly-haired youth said.

The person watching the joke suddenly closed his mouth.

Kitajing Valley House.

The largest family in the North.

And Gu Yu is the heir of the Gu family that has already been announced.

"Sss

Everyone couldn't help but move away.

Unexpectedly, the young man in front of him was Gu Yu, and the people in the north only knew that the Gu family had an excellent heir.

I didn't expect it to come out like this...

It's just that Gu Yu, the legendary son of the north, seems to have a bad temper.

Everyone silently prayed for the couple who had just walked in.

Gu Yu looked at the staff at the door.

"What's their numbering plate?"

"Young Master Gu, the rule of our auction house is not to easily tell others the number plates, they are all random... So—" said the staff, a little embarrassed.

Gu Yu raised his eyebrows: "Don't talk so much nonsense, I just want to know what the number plate of that kid was just now."

"Young Master Gu... Even if General Gu is here..."

"Bang."

The staff didn't finish speaking, and fell directly to the ground.

The people next to him didn't even know what was going on, only to see the staff roll their eyelids and fall to the ground.

No one even saw how he made a move.

"So?"

Gu Yu's deep gaze looked at another staff member again.

"Will you tell me?"

"Five hundred and thirty-eight." Another staff member didn't ink at all, and directly said the seat numbers of Zhou Ze and Song Ci.

Gu Yu nodded with satisfaction and said, "I like to promote you from a smart person like you."

"Thank you, Young Master Gu."

In the north, I'd rather offend the lord of the country than provoke the Gu family.

It's something that the people of the North abide by.

"Can you take me in, then?" Gu Yu said with a smile on his face.

The staff nodded a few times.

"Young Master Gu, please."

"Sensible."

…

"Five hundred and thirty-eight..."

Zhou Ze took the number plate and finally found his position.

"I have to say, this venue is really big."

Zhou Ze sighed and said, "It's so hard to find a good position."

"Why don't you say you won't look for it?" Song Ci pointed to the top of his head and said, "Didn't you see the number five hundred in the light curtain?"

"Huh?"

Zhou Ze looked up.

I saw that above my head, there was a huge light curtain illuminated by a projector.

Shrouded the seating space.

That's exactly the number "500".

Zhou Ze instantly understood after seeing it.

The mouth couldn't help but pull helplessly.

"Okay."

"Who would have thought that the area prompts something overhead?"

Song Ci couldn't help laughing: "In such a large venue, if there is no hint of something, there will be thousands of people wandering around..."

"That's not right."

Zhou Ze squinted his eyes at Song Ci.

Song Ci blinked and said, "What's wrong?"

"You can't see what I'm trying to ask you?" Zhou Ze asked.

Song Ci pretended to smile stupidly, and pouted, "People can't see it."

"No, you know how to find a location quickly, so why don't you remind me?" Zhou Ze expressed the doubts in his heart.

Song Ci still couldn't hold back after all, and laughed out loud.

"Laugh at it." Zhou Ze glared at Song Ci.

Song Ci opened his mouth and said, "I see that you are looking very hard, and I can't bear to disturb you at all."

"I believe you're a ghost."

Zhou Ze snorted coldly: "What is your number plate, why don't you go and find it?"

"Huh?"

Song Ci shrugged his shoulders and looked a little puzzled: "My number plate?"

"Yes, the staff only gave me one." Zhou Ze shook the number plate in his hand.

The number plate is exquisitely made, the size of a shoe box, and has a handle to hold in your hand.

It seems that such a shape was made for the convenience of bidding.

"That's right, let's just have one." Song Ci said, "My number plate is also five hundred and thirty-eight." Look at the book

"What? A chair for the two of us?" Zhou Ze glanced at Song Ci: "Hurry up, the auction will start in a while."

"Big brother, you still want a few number tickets for an invitation." Song Ci was a little speechless and said, "Is it possible to give us two seats?"

"That's not right, how can a chair sit on."

"Just look at it." Song Ci glanced back at Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze walked over.

Get.

Zhou Ze said helplessly, "A two-seater, right?"

"yes, otherwise how could you allow two people to come in with an invitation?" Song Ci's expression seemed a little proud.

"So we're going to sit together?"

"yes, what? Not happy?" Song Ci looked at Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze said with a smile, "I don't have anything to be unhappy about, I'm afraid of delaying the young talent who chased you just now."

"The man at the door, you said?" Song Ci cut off: "I look average, and I think I'm very handsome."

"I usually hate this kind of person."

As he spoke, Song Ci swept Zhou Ze up and down and continued to speak:

"It's okay, but I also think I'm handsome, and I hate it."

"You just say you hate men."

Zhou Ze opened his mouth and said, "I'm afraid that I will miss the marriage for you, and this is all conceeded everywhere."

"Really? I thought you were scared."

"I'm scared of a fart." Zhou Ze said indifferently.

"Then look who it is." Song Ci raised his head in the distance.

Zhou Ze followed Song Ci's gaze and saw the curly-haired young man lying lazily on the chair.

raised the wine glass in his hand, and nodded with Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze smiled.

"Then since you don't like him, then I don't have any worries."

After speaking, Zhou Ze stood up and gave Gu Yu a thumbs up.

When Gu Yu showed a pleased smile, Zhou Ze directly thumbs down.

Lips open

。

"Trash."