Rebel Demon King

Chapter 159 Auction Situation (8)

(Two-in-one update, adding more still owes five chapters)
If a person with a poor image stood up and shouted: "100 million!", he would inevitably be labeled as a local tyrant, showing off his wealth, and evil pen, but Cheng Mo stood up with the image of the carrier Lin Zhinuo, It was completely different. When people focused their attention on him, they all admired this young man in a blue Tuxedo dress. He was too handsome and extravagant.

Like a cool breeze passing through the hall on a hot summer day, it makes the eyes feel refreshed and comfortable.

It's really true: Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

Generally speaking, 100 million is not a big deal. It is Cheng Mo who makes the air stagnate in an instant. 100 million is just the fuse that ignites. Cheng Mo's perfect image is the sounding fireworks.

After the visual impact and a brief silence, the entire banquet hall immediately became slightly noisy, and everyone whispered to each other, asking in small voices if they knew who this was and whose family's young master.

Only the atmosphere at Cheng Mo's table suddenly dropped to freezing point. The glasses brother beside him never thought that Cheng Mo would still have this kind of operation. Even if he was swollen from the beating, he could only endure it, pretending that nothing had happened.

Miss Ma, who was opposite Cheng Mo, didn't dare to look in Cheng Mo's direction, and looked down at the phone, but her expression betrayed her mind, and her face was full of unnaturalness and embarrassment.

As for Xie Dingnan, he remembered what Cheng Mo said at the beginning, and he was glad that he didn't offend this very indifferent young man just now, maybe he would really ask him later.

Even the auctioneer, who is used to seeing the big world, was stunned for a moment. She has presided over hundreds of millions of auctions, and she has never made a mistake, but she did not expect that hosting a charity auction that is not difficult today would actually make a mistake. A low-level mistake made the auction cold for a while.

Because it was really a surprise, it took a long time for the auctioneer to come back to his senses, and he looked nervously at the last table and said, "The handsome guy at No. 117, who bid 100 million, is so handsome! He is so handsome and Love. Does anyone want to increase the price now?" After speaking, the auctioneer waved the auction hammer early, thinking: there is no suspense, although there are some twists and turns, but it is finally over.

However, accidents followed one after another, pushing the auction to a climax again.

Just when the auctioneer was about to count down, Wan Sheng raised his placard again and signaled for an additional 110. The auctioneer had to put down the auction hammer again, and shouted excitedly, "[-] million!"

Although the amount of 110 million is not large, all the young people who participated in the auction of this painting can make people feel awed by their aura, making everyone present vaguely feel that this painting is worth hundreds of millions or even tens of millions. Hundreds of millions of that kind of big scene.

"On the 9th, the price will increase by 110, [-] million. Now this oil painting "Great Criticism of Coca Cola" by Wang Guangyi has become the highest priced donation in this auction." The auctioneer looked at Cheng Mo and said loudly, as if expecting him Raise the sign again.

Not only her, but the appetite of the entire audience was whetted, hoping to see a thrilling battle between dragons and tigers.

Sitting diagonally opposite Xie Minyun, Du Leng looked at Cheng Mo standing in the last row with a stern expression on his face, and the hand holding the number plate trembled slightly under the table. This inexplicable person who jumped out suddenly made him feel a sense of urgency. Worse.

Du Leng thought to himself: Could it be that this person also knew Xie Minyun's identity so he deliberately came to curry favor with her?Regardless of whether it is true or not, he has no way out at this moment. If even a passer-by character that Xie Minyun doesn't know can grab the show at will, should he still be the protagonist?

Seeing that Cheng Mo's eyes were burning and only staring at Xie Minyun as if he was about to raise a sign, while the audience including Xie Minyun and Wan Sheng were all watching Cheng Mo, Du Leng felt a kind of humiliation inexplicably. The human center, this feeling of being completely ignored, is just too bad.

So Du Leng waved his hand and shouted: "150 million!"

Looking at Cheng Mo's auctioneer, he never imagined that a framed painting would attract so many snatches, and the premium has already exceeded several times. Even though he knew that the group of teenagers were probably on top, he still couldn't help shouting: " 150 million! No. 8 bid 150 million! Is there any higher bid!"

Maybe there is still a miracle, the auctioneer thought with a flushed face.

It is not a miracle to sell something worth 1000 million for [-] million. It is the glory of an auctioneer to sell something that is not very valuable at a price much higher than its own value.

The entire banquet hall screamed again. For living painters, a pair of framed paintings auctioned for 150 million is really a dream, and they will wake up with laughter.

The whole audience was looking at Cheng Mo and No. 7 Wansheng, hoping that they would call out a more powerful offer, but at this time Cheng Mo just shook his head and sat down without saying a word.

No. 7 Wansheng was smiling, twirling the number plate in his hand, indifferent!

"150 million for the first time!"

"150 million second time!"

With a crisp sound, the auction hammer fell on the wooden auction chassis, and the sound effect like a gavel resounded throughout the banquet hall, "150 million deal! Congratulations to buyer No. 8."

There was applause everywhere, and no one could have imagined that the most intense and frequent auction in the field would actually appear at the end of the first half, on a not-so-highly priced oil painting.

Although 150 million was spent, it was not a small sum for Du Leng, and he had to explain it to his family when he returned home, but Du Leng felt it was worth it, and he enjoyed the feeling of finality.

"Congratulations, Brother Leng, you're still awesome! It's not like someone who is only cowardly at critical moments!" Yu Junshan smiled and patted Du Leng on the shoulder.

Du Leng smiled and shook his head, "It's all for charity, there's no need to say that."

In fact, Wang Mingliang didn't like such a sanctimonious hypocrite like Du Leng, he pretended to be happy and angry without showing any signs of hair, which was really boring, so he smiled indifferently: "Young Master Du, you are really heroic!" Cloud! There is nowhere to spend money, a framed oil painting is willing to spend 150 million, and I will give you up if I don’t support the wall!”

Du Leng didn't care about Wang Mingliang's cynicism. In fact, the more sarcastic the other party was, the more magnanimous he seemed, so he just pretended not to care, but said affectionately: "As long as Min Yun likes it, it's worth the money."

However, Xie Minyun said with a puzzled face: "I didn't say I like it?"

Du Leng was a little confused for a moment. Seeing Wan Sheng's expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, all the joy suddenly disappeared, like falling into an ice cellar, and then the huge sense of humiliation flooded his mouth and nose like a tide, making him feel as uncomfortable as suffocation. I believe that Xie Minyun will not tell lies, then Wan Sheng on the opposite side is playing tricks.
What he minds is not 150 million, but what he minds is that maybe he was played and applauded like a clown just now, and was seen as a joke, especially in front of Xie Minyun.

Du Leng knew that the less he could show his anger at this time, the more angry he was, the happier the other party would be, and anger was just a manifestation of his own incompetence. He suppressed his anger, smiled lightly and said in a self-deprecating way: "It seems that I misunderstood Yes, I thought Min Yun you liked it, so I wanted to give it to you personally, but it doesn’t matter if you don’t like it, as we should do something to contribute to charity.”

Wang Mingliang gave a thumbs up "hehe" and said with a smile: "Young Master Du is so open-minded, I admire you for being such a local tyrant who is enthusiastic about public welfare."

Xie Minyun felt a little apologetic when she heard Du Leng's words, but it was only a small apology. First, she did not lie, but just made an action; second, Du Leng paid 150 million, which seemed to be for her , In fact, the psychological factors are very complicated, and there is also a sense of competition, driven by the desire to surpass others, and more just to satisfy one's own selfishness; in the end, the money is donated to charity organizations, which is also doing good deeds and accumulating virtue.

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When Cheng Mo sat down, no one at the table was talking about the auction, as if the dispute just now did not exist at all, several people stood up and handed out business cards to Cheng Mo, although Cheng Mo did not It is absolutely impossible to be a small person who can stand up and raise the price to 100 million after getting the lot.

Don’t compare it with art auctions that cost hundreds of millions of dollars. You must know that art auctions are investments. Like just now, they are just throwing money for fun. A donation of 30 to 100 in cash is enough to make the news. It is still rare for a utilitarian dumping of [-] million yuan. After all, entrepreneurs and celebrities have interests in doing charity.

Charity without benefits does not exist in this world, and pure charity cannot be maintained and operated.

When other people approached Cheng Mo, Xie Dingnan raised his glass and stood up to toast Cheng Mo, and said very humbly: "Young Master, dare to ask Gao's name?"

"My name is Lin"

"Mr. Lin, I'll do it first as a respect." After finishing speaking, Xie Dingnan drank most of his glass of champagne on his own, while Cheng Mo didn't stand up, but took a sip from his glass.

The more Cheng Mo spoke up, the more Xie Dingnan respected Cheng Mo, lamenting that this is the demeanor of a nobleman, so he said in a low voice: "Excuse me, Mr. Lin, the sister-in-law Miss Gao who can help me introduce Chairman Bai, is it?" Joke or real?"

"Of course it's true. Miss Gao was the one who added [-] each time just now."

After Cheng Mo finished speaking, the man with glasses on the side blushed, pushed his glasses, and explained in a low voice with insufficient confidence: "This... I really read the list. At that time, Miss Gao was really not on the list."

"Wan Sheng, who raised [-] and bid with Yu Junshan, is not on the list. Neither am I." Cheng Mo said calmly.

Cheng Mo's pretending is really authentic, this is not a fox pretending to be a tiger, this is simply peeling off the tiger's skin and wearing it on his body.

The subtext of what Cheng Mo said is that Lao Tzu and them are on the same level. It’s not surprising that you don’t know. The man with glasses is not only embarrassed but also very disturbed. He forced a smile and said, “No wonder I couldn’t see it. It’s a misunderstanding.” what!"

As he said that, the man with glasses also picked up his wine glass and stood up, toasted Cheng Mo with a smile full of embarrassment: "Mr. Lin, I'm really sorry just now. I had a little misunderstanding. Don't mind me. I'm just a fast talker. Don't worry about it." Hold on, don't take it to heart, I'll toast you as you like." After speaking, the man with glasses drank a full glass of champagne in one gulp, not daring to see whether Mo had drunk it, and sat down cautiously, afraid that Cheng Mo would mention it. The soup thing.

The closer you are to the upper class, the more you will know how great the power is at each level. If the other party really wants to destroy you, it is as easy as pie, just like Xie Dingnan, Bai Xiuxiu just needs to say hello to the bank at a critical moment, and he can get you. Life is worse than death, driving you to a dead end, and you don't know how to offend the other party.

Cheng Mo naturally ignored the glasses man's toast, and didn't even touch the glass.

Miss Ma on the opposite side also gave in when she saw the man with glasses, and Cheng Mo was still hanging on like this. Thinking that the other party really knew someone from the Gao family, she was upset, she had no choice but to stand up too, and said with an aggrieved look: "Lin My lord, you don’t care about villains, I’ve always been a knife-mouthed tofu-hearted person. In fact, I don’t have any evil intentions, and I won’t hold up any cards when you shoot anything, and I promise not to snatch it from you.”

Cheng Mo didn't speak, and didn't even cast his eyes in that direction.

Ms. Ma hurriedly said flatteringly: "Look at my mouth, I'm just stupid, I can't speak, I have the right to snatch it from you." After finishing speaking, Ms. Ma also picked up the wine glass, seeing that there was not much wine in it, she filled it up Then he said: "Mr. Lin, I apologize to you." Then he drank the wine in one gulp, pretended to choke, and coughed several times.

Putting down the wine glass, Ms. Ma twisted her waist again, walked up to Lin Zhinuo and handed over the business card with both hands, bent down and whispered in Cheng Mo's ear: "Mr. Lin, I really know Chairman Bai, you adults don't remember villains But, don't remember my little girl's fault." At this time, Miss Ma dared not say that she was Bai Xiuxiu's best friend.

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Bai Xiuxiu, who was in the presidential suite, looked at Cheng Mohu pretending to be a tiger, and couldn't breathe from laughing, "This Lin Zhinuo is really good at playing tricks on people's hearts. If the philosophy department is full of people like him, then the philosophy department will definitely be a genius." Popular major."

Feng Luwan also felt that Cheng Mo's performance was such that there was no trace of the antelope's horns. At the most unlikely moment, the sudden blow was like a fairy flying from the sky.

When Cheng Mo stood up and shouted: "One million", her heart was in her throat, she was afraid that no one would follow her, and she didn't know why she suddenly stood in Cheng Mo's position.

But thinking about Feng Luwan again, he wondered why Lin Zhinuo was so sure that he would call 100 million, and the other party would follow suit?Why were you able to keep your composure for so long before?
So Feng Luwan asked with some doubts: "Chairman, Lin Zhinuo should be with that No. [-], right?"

Bai Xiuxiu looked at the picture sent back from the banquet hall and said with a smile: "There is this possibility." In fact, Bai Xiuxiu is also guessing at this time whether Lin Zhinuo has anything to do with Xie Minyun. Logically speaking, if Lin Zhinuo is really the carrier , two people should not have a relationship.

What's more, if Lin Zhinuo is really a carrier, it is also an activated and unregistered carrier. Such a carrier is not enough to exert one percent of the carrier's strength. It is just a much stronger person. Only by fully activating the carrier can we understand the power of the carrier. Therefore, almost everyone goes to the Hall of Valor without hesitation. No one will deliberately stay in the unregistered state. Although the unregistered carrier cannot be detected by the map, this A small benefit is not enough to compare with completing the registration.

This is also something that Bai Xiuxiu can't figure out. All in all, this Lin Zhinuo is full of weirdness.

As for the fact that Lin Zhinuo got hold of the news that she might be the original body, Bai Xiuxiu was not very worried. Not everyone can sell the information. Everyone buys it from reputable intelligence leaders. No one will pay attention to selling information personally. Because it is impossible to distinguish between true and false, there are also many liars in the other world.

Besides, it's useless to worry. Killing the unactivated carrier will not bring any benefits, but will make Cheng Mo alert. Only by observing Cheng Mo's body can the root of the problem be solved.

What's more, as a "law enforcer", how could he be afraid of a "stalker" who has not yet completed registration?
Bai Xiuxiu looked at Cheng Mo's handsome profile on the screen, smiling playfully, as if she had found an interesting toy.

Feng Luwan looked at Bai Xiuxiu's smile and was secretly surprised. As Bai Xiuxiu's secretary, she had been with her for nearly seven years, and she had never seen the chairman show such a smile. Although Bai Xiuxiu often smiled, those smiles were just superficial. It's just a disguise, it's not from the heart at all.

But that smile just now was completely inadvertently revealing her sincerity.

(End of this chapter)