report!Delicate Master Xu is about to hug again

Chapter 111 The Mister at Table Nine Wins

"He looks good, and his figure is top-notch, but I've never seen it before."

"Yes, is it someone's illegitimate daughter?"

"Hahaha, the Xu family won't want an illegitimate daughter."

Someone joked, and someone took the opportunity to ridicule.

After all, they all wanted to curry favor with Mrs. Xu, and the best way, the fastest shortcut, was marriage.

The Xu family has only one heir, and that is Xu Nianhui.

So Xu Nianhui is a sweet bun in the eyes of many aristocratic families.

If anyone has a daughter, they all want to marry into the Xu family.

Xu Fanli, who was upstairs, saw this scene through the surveillance camera, and the corners of his lips slowly curled up, revealing a ferocious smile.

He immediately called the bodyguards, then got up and went downstairs together.

With the appearance of Xu Nianhui and Zhou Xiran, the auction was obviously suspended.

A servant knew Xu Nianhui and came over immediately: "Master, you are here."

Xu Nianhui glanced lightly, then looked sideways at Zhou Xiran: "Are you hungry?"

To be honest, I was a little hungry.

Zhou Xiran hummed.

Xu Nianhui didn't care about anything else, and dragged Zhou Xiran to the eating place to get food.

"Nian is back." When Xu Fanli walked out, he saw Xu Nianhui was picking up a meal with a plate.

The girl next to him, he also knows, is that cheap girl.

His lips were still aching when he saw her.

Xu Nian knew who it was when he heard the voice.

He glanced at him, without any warmth in his eyes, and took a glass of boiled water.

"Don't you drink? These red wines have just been shipped from Country F." Xu Fanli pretended to be a good father in front of Xu Nianhui at this moment, and personally introduced the year and taste of the red wine to him.

Seeing that Xu Fanli had appeared, the guests naturally didn't pay attention to the stage.

And the host is pretty embarrassing.

But the auction must continue, because there is another one, the next one.

Time is also relatively tight.

So the host cleared his throat, and continued: "Ladies and gentlemen, let's continue. The gentleman at table nine just called out 450 million, so...is there any gentleman who wants to increase the price?"

The host scanned the circle below and found that no one was holding a sign.

He picked up a wooden hammer.

"450 million once, 450 million twice, does anyone offer a better price?"

Still no one.

"Okay, 450 million three times, then this painting will be taken by Mr. Table Nine."

With the final touch.

Zhou Shilin bid 450 million for a painting he thought was worth 400 million.

However, Zhou Shilin couldn't be happy at all.

Because he didn't want to shoot it.

He doesn't like calligraphy and painting very much.

Similarly, there are even fewer collections.

450 million is nothing to Zhou Shilin before.

But since a few days ago, the company's performance has declined one after another, the contract has problems, and some projects in progress have also appeared flawed.

Liquidity is scarce.

Therefore, 450 million is difficult for Zhou Shilin now.

Zhou Shilin's face was livid, but the host had sent someone to congratulate Zhou Shilin, asked him to sign by the way, and asked him whether to pay by card or check.

Tan Jing saw Zhou Shilin's expression was not right at a glance.

He frowned slightly.

Just as he was about to say something, he heard Madam Qian's voice beside him: "Congratulations, Madam Zhou, Mr. Zhou is so generous."

Tan Jing swallowed what she wanted to say immediately, and at the same time smiled and nodded towards Madam Qian, which was regarded as a response.

Zhou Xiyao's eyes never moved away from Xu Nianhui's body.

(End of this chapter)