250 Raids: There's a girl next door

In particular, another work by Joan, which Lu Yifan took at a price of 1500 million.

Pei Ruomian didn't know, but he was entrusted by Wu Yifan, his lover's work, if he didn't give it a face, who would give it a face?

But such a thing as a long face cannot be done by oneself.

The competition for the last painting was more fierce, with more wolves and less meat, the price was increased from 50 to 50, and it has already been raised to 900 million.

Pei Ruomian's eyes seemed to be on the last bidder, but in fact, from the corner of her eye, she kept looking at the three men on the VIP seat.

Seeing that they were calm, she hooked her lips in satisfaction.

The price was called 1000 million.

Cheng Changke's lips were ready to move, and her white hands were ready to raise the price.

Pei Ruomian felt movement in that direction, looked around, and shot at Cheng Changke like a sharp sword.

The clear and bright eyes were threatening and intimidating.

It was almost in her instinct, she blushed in embarrassment when she met Cheng Chengke's black eyes.

Thoughts turned for a few seconds, and turned several times.

Cheng Changke received Pei Ruomian's warning signal, tightly pursed her lips, withdrew her hand, her eyes were smiling.

In a good mood.

"50 million."

The voice of price increase from the audience brought Pei Ruomian back from his thoughts.

She quickly looked at the man who bid, and put her signature smile back on her face.

Damn, how could it be him?She thought it was Lu Xiaojian.

If she knew it was him, she wouldn't stare. He wouldn't think she was caring about him, would he?

Ever since he and Cheng Changke exchanged glances, Pei Ruomian has been absent-minded.

The last work was sold at a high price of 100 million.

After the event, Zhang Mofei and Qiao An completed all follow-up work.

They also arranged a charity dinner that night.

Hotel next to the city center.

Because it is in the name of charity, there is no extravagance, no decorations, just a simple meal.

The three men sitting at the VIP table today have made great contributions to charity, and they are frequently toasted at the banquet.

Although Cheng Yanke has never been on a TV show, he has been on magazines many times, and besides, there are not many people who don't know the name of Yuanyuan when it is reported.

Lu Yifan frequently appeared on the military channel. In recent years, he has made great achievements in military affairs and has two well-known brands, Lushi and Friendship.

Only Bai Shaoxuan made everyone feel very strange. Everyone present was very curious about him. He was rich, but they couldn't ask which path he was on.

The banquet for 30 people is an exchange between the upper class, and it is inevitable that some business matters will be discussed.

"What does Young Master Bai's business do?" A 40-year-old man was holding a glass of red wine with a smile and wanted to communicate with Bai Shaoxuan.

Bai Shaoxuan's fair and slender fingers gently pinched the ears of the little rabbit in his hand, and casually replied, "A rabbit seller."

The man looked at him in astonishment when he heard his answer, looked down, glanced at the little rabbit in his hand, and twitched the corner of his mouth.

Then Hanhan nodded, "Oh."

It is only with the expression on your face that ghosts believe that you sell rabbits, but everyone in the mall has a little discernment. Knowing that Bai Shaoxuan didn't want to talk about it, he wisely stopped asking.

Pei Ruomian didn't feel tired after wearing high heels all day. On such occasions, she was the focus of the public.

Several waiters wanted to circle around her, and in fact they did, walking back and forth around her with their plates in their hands.