Lei Mingzhen leaned on the garbage can, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and a thick column of smoke spewed out of his nostrils, like the Bull Demon King in Journey to the West.

Hearing the woman's scream, he jumped over with a "whoosh".

"Who?"

"Fans."

"Okay...... Well, how can you not see people? Hey, hanging? ”

As soon as his face was reflected on the screen, the call was instantly disconnected.

Li Ding'an thought thoughtfully: "This voice is a little familiar. ”

Lei Mingzhen was stunned: "Just screamed like that...... What kind of ears do you have? ”

"No matter, go to the hotel first!"

Li Dingan shook his head and clicked on his phone a few more times.

Lei Mingzhen took a look and found that he had opened the video platform: "What are you doing!" ”

"Say hello!"

"Don't forget it, you're still an Internet celebrity?"

As he spoke, Li Dingan logged in to the live broadcast room, and as soon as he went online, netizens came in one after another.

"I'll go, Ang Lee is online?"

"It's been a few days, and I remember that after you sold the lantern, you haven't shown up again."

"It was last Friday, and today is the third day, and I thought the anchor ran away with 20 million."

Li Ding'an: "I have dealt with a little personal matter, and I really haven't been online for a few days, so I apologize to everyone." ”

Little sister: "I know what Ang Lee is doing, but I won't say it...... Unbelief? You ask him if he has been to Wudaokou with a man like a bear? ”

"Hey, who's the bear?" Lei Ming really leaned under the camera, "Have you ever seen such a handsome and handsome person?" ”

Nutrition Express: "I'll ...... It's more than a look, it's just a Kumamon bear, or a headlong beating......"

"Don't run!"

Lei Mingzhen also took out his mobile phone and entered the live broadcast room.

Looking at his screen name again, fans shouted spicy eyes: Sister, don't panic......

"Don't make a fuss!"

Li Ding'an pulled him aside and slapped around the airport again, "I just arrived in Shanghai and just got off the plane, and this time I came to participate in Su Fubi's spring auction." If I allow, I'll stream it live at the time of the auction. ”

Little expert: "When will the shooting start?" ”

"Thursday to Sunday this week, four days in total!"

I drilled into the alley: "It's been three whole days, aren't you going to start broadcasting?" ”

"Not necessarily, it depends."

Little sister: "Otherwise, Ang Lee, don't leave the live broadcast room, you can just be busy with yours, we can just chat." ”

Three thousand feet in the wind: "How troublesome is this, why don't you open a chat group?" ”

Young lady: "The chat group can add up to 500 people!" ”

"That's right!"

felt inconvenient, but Li Dingan didn't refuse, just turned off the camera and turned off the microphone again.

Lei Mingzhen seemed to have discovered a new world, chatting happily, and when he saw people, he said that he was Li Ding'an's godbrother.

Netizens asked him, how many times did he pronounce the word "dry......

……

The Burford Hotel is on the Bund and the taxi is almost an hour away.

Before crossing the Huangpu River, I saw the tower of the Oriental Pearl from afar.

Subconsciously, a long-ago scene came to mind:

"Nong saved my family, and Allah will definitely repay you. Oriental Pearl knows that Auntie is there, and when you graduate, I can arrange for you to go to work......"

"Not going? Young people don't want to be blind, and you don't want to work in Shanghai? That aunt gives you money...... Don't want it either? Little Red Guy, Nong's head is broken......"

At that time, I was not sensible, and as soon as I mentioned money, I felt insulted. Now that I think about it, it's so young and vigorous.

Now, do you think I want to?

"What are you looking at?"

Lei Mingzhen leaned over and took a look, "Oriental Pearl? There's nothing to see, it's narrow inside, and there's nothing to see when you go up, the river is yellow, except for the building, it's all ......"

Li Dingan said casually: "I heard that the buffet in the revolving restaurant is good." ”

"Generally, it is the level of an ordinary hotel, it is better to go to the Chenghuang Temple and pour soup dumplings, scallion oil noodles, and fried tofu noodle soup...... Tsk, it's a must! ”

At the mention of food, Li Dingan's mouth also watered: "Check in first, and then go to the City God Temple......"

After paying the fare downstairs, the two of them entered the hotel lobby.

In March, it is equivalent to entering the tourist season, and there are many guests in the hall. Especially at the bar, there was a long queue for check-in and check-out.

A waiter took the initiative to come over and ask, "Hello sir, do you want to check in?" ”

"Yes, at the auction!"

"Guest of Honour or Guest?"

"Escort, assistant!"

"Okay, please show your ID card, then sit in the rest area for a while, and I'll call you when it's okay!"

"Okay, thank you!"

The two of them pulled their luggage to the rest area again, and as they walked, Li Dingan's pace became slower and slower.

A fat man in a fat suit with eyes is drinking coffee in the lounge area.

Doudou's eyes narrowed, staring at Li Ding'an tightly.

I don't know the tall and strong, but the one who is thin and delicate is not too familiar:

Curator He, 3.5 million, Lu Xiaoman's box is yours!

Boss Li, have you heard clearly, I will give five million...... Million?

Mr. Qu, don't fight, it's not about money!

What's that?

It's integrity, it's feelings......

"The feelings of Treymu?"

The fat man snorted and put down his coffee cup.

"What a coincidence, Boss Li?"

Li Dingan also recognized it: the American fat man who soared to Hong Kong......

"Mr. Qu is also coming to participate in the auction?"

"Yes, I am the senior appraiser of Bofude Auction, and Su Fubi specially sent me an invitation letter."

Mr. Qu stretched out his finger, pointed to the roof of the building, and then pointed to himself, "This hotel is also owned by our Baolong Bofude Group!" ”

As soon as the prefix of the word Baolong was added, Li Ding'an remembered: Baolong Bofude is also an internationally renowned art auction house.

Like Christie's and Su Fubi, it is headquartered in London. They were all home to take advantage of the empire that never set on the sun to dominate the world in the nineteenth century, and they started from the east wind of frenzied plundering in the colonies, and they were not less robbed in China back then.

These three companies do not have a very good reputation in China, and several of them are the worst, and scandals such as false publicity, customer fraud, fake and true, and even regret shooting will break out at every turn.

Li Dingan didn't think so, just nodded slightly, Qu Yang secretly disdainful: Listed companies with a market value of 100 billion US dollars look down on you, you can really pretend!

He looked at the bar counter in surprise: "Why did Boss Li open a standard room, do you want to carry forward your feelings?" Oh, I see, you didn't pay the deposit, right? Do you want me to say hello to the reception team and change it for you? ”

"No, you're busy!"

"I'm not busy!" The fat man shook his head happily, "It's a pity, Boss Li has such a good character, but he can't even afford to live in a suite?" Why don't I open one for you, it's just a few thousand dollars, it's a little meaning......"

Li Ding'an paused for a moment and narrowed his eyes: Fatty, you started again?

Last time, I was like this, scolding my mother in Cantonese and scolding the street, thinking I didn't understand. I didn't have time to settle accounts with you, and you started again?

Okay, you wait......

Li Dingan still smiled at Mimi and shook hands with the fat man.

After checking in, the two of them went upstairs, and Lei Mingzhen stabbed him: "The fans let you open the microphone." ”

"What are you doing with the microphone?"

"Look!"

Li Dingan glanced at it, and all the people in the live broadcast room were scolding the fat man.

The phone is still in the pocket, the camera is not turned on, and the microphone is also turned off, how do fans know?

Flip it further, good guy, Lei Mingzhen translated it synchronously, and typed all the conversations between him and the fat man, almost word for word.

No wonder the fat man is so sarcastic, he is not strange at all?

It's really idle......

……

When you say go to the City God Temple, you go to the City God Temple.

After checking in, the two just washed their faces and went downstairs again.

There are still a lot of guests in the hall, the fat man is still in the rest area, and there is an extra person opposite, and the two seem to be talking about things.

With a "click", Lei Mingzhen took a photo of the fat man.

"What are you shooting randomly, be careful that people sue you!"

"Your fans let me take ......" Lei Mingzhen didn't care, and conveniently posted the photo into the live broadcast room, "Besides, he sued me?" If you want to sue you......"

"Huh!"

Li Dingan smiled but did not speak.

You're legally illiterate!

may have heard the movement, Qu Yang raised his head, and when he saw Li Ding'an, he also beckoned: "Boss Li, come and have a look, maybe you can pick up the leak again!" ”