Chapter 122: The Auction (2)

On the first floor of the restaurant, Huang Mei'er's face was gloomy.

As the first family in Offshore City and even Offshore County, the Huang family didn't even have a box, so they could only sit with those inferior people! It's really a loss of face for the Huang family!

"Brother!"

She bit her lip, looked at Huang Dalang who had already sat down in annoyance, and asked in a deep voice.

"Why are you talking to that Qin Zhen?!"

Huang Dalang replied casually: "Do you want the city lord to see you messing around?" ”

It's a trivial matter.

If the city lord thinks that this is the Huang family deliberately making trouble, it will not be good, and he doesn't know the severity.

"I just can't see Qin Zhen's smug face! Why did a bastard boy from the countryside ride on our heads to show off his might? If he takes root in Offshore City, who will come to my Huang family to buy things in the future? Huang Mei'er said hatefully.

Huang Dalang glanced at her and asked, "Does the old man know about this?" ”

"What's more! The whole Coastal Prefecture has spread the word! It is said that our Huang family's job was smashed by Qin Zhen! I wonder how many people are waiting to see our jokes! As soon as she thought of those cynicisms, Huang Mei'er's teeth itched with anger.

On weekdays, Huang Meier is so energetic in the county!

Whoever sees it can't bend down and flatter, "Miss Huang San?" ”

Since the appearance of Qin Zhen, those outsiders have stopped bending their waists, their mouths are not sweet, they are whispering all day long, and their eyes are full of mockery!

It's as if the Huang family is about to set in the west!

Huang Dalang picked up a cup of herbal tea: "What is the attitude of the old man?" ”

"Say no more! Dad asked me if I wanted to marry Qin Zhen! Huang Mei'er was as uncomfortable as eating: "Do you think he is old and confused?" ”

Treat, behead, accept as a dog.

The old three are the same!

Huang Dalang was not surprised that Master Huang made such a decision.

Since Qin Zhen is arrogant and can't kneel, Huairou is indeed a way to win over.

Can......

Looking at his ignorant and rude sister, Huang Dalang secretly shook his head.

Qin Zhen is afraid that he will not be able to look down on this family matter.

He took a sip of tea, and a flash of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"That's right."

As if remembering something, Huang Dalang slowly opened his mouth and asked faintly.

"Huang Jue's side, what's the reaction?"

For this deep-minded clan brother, he cares very much.

If you don't do a good business, you don't have a fame, you have to be a master under Zhang Cong! Hooking shoulders with outsiders all day long, the Huang family's family affairs don't care at all!

Is it possible that you still want to succeed Zhang Cong's class?

"Brother?"

Huang Mei'er was stunned, and seemed to be a little puzzled why Huang Dalang asked Huang Jue at this time.

She hesitated for a moment, but still said truthfully.

"Brother Jue has nothing to do these days, so he runs to the golden beach and mutters about selling fish."

Selling fish?

Huang Dalang laughed angrily.

He waved his hand, no longer preoccupied, but looked up at the brightly lit stage, and in the noise of the crowd, gradually there were staff pushing things out.

"Ladies and gentlemen, good evening, and welcome to the 1st Little Fishing Village Shopping Festival Charity Auction......"

A melodious and capable female voice slowly emerged.

In exclamation, Fang Lan stepped over.

It was a white gown, and the black ink paintings carved and embroidered by Juan Luo floated on top of Xuanbai, which complemented each other. The gentleness and slenderness of Snow Silk set off her already perfect figure to the fullest, and in her beautiful face, a touch of intellectual and calm tranquility was revealed.

"It's beautiful......"

"Is this really Miss Fang Lan of the Fang family?"

"I'm afraid that Miss Ying'er, who is known as the Pearl of Jiangnan, is slightly inferior......"

Looking at the crowd in front of him, Fang Lan's heart was inevitably at a loss and excited.

"Miss Fang Lan, I want to ask you to do me a favor, can you preside over tomorrow's auction?"

Qin Zhen's words came to her heart.

She looked up and saw Qin Zhen waving at her in the box.

Letting Fang Lan preside over the auction was not a whim of Qin Zhen.

Since the auction is to sell clothes, it is natural to need someone who can perfectly display the style of the clothes.

When he saw Fang Lan for the first time, Qin Zhen could see that Fang Lan was an excellent hanger.

Her demeanor, posture, and temperament can be described as fresh and refined.

So in order to better stimulate consumption, ahh

The facts were the same as Qin Zhen expected.

Fang Lan is absolutely beautiful, igniting the audience!

For some reason, Qin Zhen's eyes seemed to have a special magical power, which made Fang Lan, who was at a loss, quickly calm down. She took a deep breath and introduced an identical snow-colored gown, confidently introducing it to everyone.

"I don't know who is the flute in the world?" Blowing down the Qionghua all over the world", ladies and gentlemen, the one I am wearing is one of the treasures of this auction - the snow ...... in the four peerless neon costumes of "Wind Flower Snow Moon"

The audience has already become hot.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see how expensive this dress is.

Whether it is workmanship or concept, it can be described as superior, and it is not known how many levels higher than the ordinary brocade satin! In line with the slogan of the auction - unconventional and extraordinary!

"Good sentence" I don't know who is the flute in the world? Blowing off Qionghua all over the world"! Nangong Yuan applauded, compared to the skirt robe, he cared more about the poem embroidered in the beautiful landscape of the skirt robe: "Don't say anything else, just this poem, this dress is priceless!" Selling clothes can sell so many tricks, Brother Qin is really a god! ”

Tang Xuan had already taken out the bamboo slips and began to record.

These quatrains should be spread and read by the people of the world!

"This dress is so beautiful!" Miss Ying'er stared intently at this skirt robe, and her heart was extremely eager.

Today's lot has a total of five clothes, Qin Zhen once led her to see them all in the past, and she was amazed at that time; Now under the light, this dress robe adds a touch of holiness and dust!

Looking at Fang Lan who was acting as a model on the side, all the women were fantasizing about how stunning they would be when they wore this skirt!

Even Nangong Xixin, who was not interested in clothes at the beginning, became interested at the moment, and wondered whether to buy this skirt robe.

Seeing that the atmosphere was almost over, Fang Lan immediately began to push the process.

"Such treasures are rare in the world, starting at one thousand taels, and each increase in price shall not be less than one hundred taels, please start."

As soon as these words came out, the hall was silent!

No one thought that just one piece of clothing would dare to set a high price of 1,000 taels!

The people on the periphery were dumbfounded.

"Crazy, huh?"

Zhao Yu, who was tiptoeing in the crowd and looking in, couldn't help but scold.

"Who has a sick brain and will spend a thousand taels to buy a piece of clothing?"