Marriage status: Ex-husband, please respect yourself

Chapter 512 Folding Fan
Song Ran returned to her seat and told the assistant next to her, "The matter you contacted has been cancelled, and I have already settled the matter."

The assistant blinked twice, looking a little surprised. After realizing it, he bowed and went out, made a phone call and came back to report: "It's done."

"Okay." The woman stared at the small object being auctioned on the stage in the distance, and just responded lightly.

Those who come to this kind of occasion to join in the fun will usually end up taking some pictures to show their sincerity, but in fact, there is no need to participate in almost every scene like Shang Rui, and the first five collections can accept as many as three.

After the first half, he was already in the limelight. From time to time, people would turn their heads and glance at who is this Mr. Shang whose number and name are frequently called out by the host, and what everyone can see is a well-dressed man , sitting next to him, a dignified female companion holding a price tag.

When there are more eyes to accept, Qi Feng will also feel a little embarrassed, covering his face with the price tag, only revealing a pair of watery eyes, and quietly glanced at Shang Rui, "You don't need to buy so much, just think about it? "

Shang Rui smiled, and turned to look at her, "It's not very expensive, these things are very suitable for your photo studio, and you can donate other things that you don't like."

After a pause, the man suddenly wrapped her fist with his big palm, rubbed his fingertips intentionally or unintentionally, and said softly, "As long as you like it."

Song Ran looked down and couldn't see the interaction between the two of them clearly, but her eyes were always cold.

And the little follower next to Shan Rao seemed to have misunderstood the look she gave her from time to time, he poked the arm of the man next to him with his elbow, and reminded with a snicker, "Master, Miss Song seems to be peeking at you. "

Shan Rao suddenly felt that the light was on his back, and adjusted his sitting posture calmly, coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment, and at the same time pursed his lips pretending not to care and asked, "Really?"

The little follower turned around again, and nodded his head desperately, "It's true."

Many items auctioned at the venue are not particularly valuable, so there are many participants, and the time to auction an item will not be very long.

But Lu Yao slowly dozed off after sitting for half the time, she leaned on Shao Yunchen's shoulder and muttered to herself, "What does Shang Rui want to do after taking so many shots?"

Shao Yunchen looked down at her, did not respond to this question, but asked with a smile if she was tired and if she wanted to go back and rest.Lu Yao shook her head, "I'll accompany you."

This made Shao Yunchen laugh inexplicably, and then couldn't help joking, "Are you worried about the money in your husband's pocket?"

"What?" Lu Yao was dissatisfied with these words, and she couldn't help but glance at him more, and then hugged that arm tightly with both hands, "Now you have a wife and children, so you should save some money."

"Your husband is rich." Shao Yunchen's tone was stubborn, but his eyes were doting. He lightly placed a kiss on her forehead, and said: "Choose one you like, we'll go back and rest after we shoot it."

Just as I was talking, the object in front of me had just been photographed. At this time, it was a red sandalwood folding fan with a sense of age that was pushed onto the stage by the hostess. Lu Yao's eyes lit up, and she patted Shao Yunchen's arm, "I see That would be nice."

After the shots on the big screen were finished and the host finished introducing them one by one, the auction began.

The starting price was 12. Neither Lu Yao nor Shao Yunchen knew much about it, but it was conservatively estimated that it was within 20.

The man raised his eyebrows, "Like it?"

After that, without waiting for the woman to respond, he waited quietly for the number of bidders to gradually decrease, and he also began to participate in it.

On the other hand, Qi Feng's interest in this folding fan is not so strong, the main reason is that Shang Rui has already photographed enough things tonight, which makes her somewhat panic and uneasy, "Forget it, I I think enough is enough, and I can’t let go of more.”

"It's just a folding fan. I think it matches the mahogany dresser in your room." Shang Rui smiled slightly, and took the bidding card from her hand.

Before raising the placard, from the corner of the eye, he had already caught sight of Shao Yunchen who was participating in the bidding in the corner. The smile on his face gradually condensed, and turned into a sharp and sinister light in his eyes.

He couldn't make that man so happy everywhere.

With the mentality that it must be won, the price of this folding fan was gradually raised to 30 under the mutual competition between Shao Yunchen and Shang Rui.

Lu Yao glanced over from the corner of her eye and saw that Shang Rui's gesture of raising the placard was crisp and neat, obviously not intending to give up easily, so she stopped Shao Yunchen with one hand, "Forget it, Shang Rui is trying to fight with you, it's just a fan, it's not worth it. "

Shao Yunchen could see it naturally.

He stalemate for a few more rounds, and seeing the price slowly rise to 40, he smiled, "Then I'll listen to you."

The words sound good, and she said she listened to Lu Yao, but she still stubbornly held up the sign for several rounds. Seeing this, Lu Yao was terrified, and raised the price to 50 yuan before giving up.

Afterwards, he commented lightly with a faint smile: "It seems that he has made a lot of money from the cooperation in Italy."

Then she lowered her head and looked at Lu Yao apologetically, "Your husband has to work harder."

Lu Yao raised her head and looked at him, feeling that the man's slightly curved eyes seemed to be full of stars, which made her sink into them inadvertently, "With or without you, you are the best."

Regardless of the relaxed atmosphere on the field, the two were immersed in their respective worlds and looked at each other deeply.

So I didn't pay much attention to the last second when the host was counting down, a bright female voice rang out from the last row of the guest seats, quoting a price of 600 million.

There was an uproar on the field, and everyone looked sideways.

At this moment, it was none other than Song Ran's assistant who stood up to take over the baptism of everyone's eyes. She looked calm and leisurely, and then sat down again, making eye contact with the woman next to her.

At the beginning, people started talking about it, and Shang Rui's eyes sank. Even if he didn't hear the "Miss Song" in other people's mouths, he could guess who the person who opposed him at all costs would be.

His eyes darkened completely, and when he was about to get up again, Qi Feng held him down with one hand, "Forget it, listen to me once."

There was silence for a while, and finally let out a silent breath, and then slightly hooked his lips, "Okay."

In the end, this folding fan was bought by Song Ran at a price of 600 million yuan. Compared with Shang Rui, who spent 200 million yuan to bid for seven or eight pieces, she was the one who really stood out.

Before the end of the auction, it was time for a short break. People kept trying to take advantage of this opportunity to have a conversation with Song Ran, but she turned them down with a cold look, and then it became a matter for the assistants around her to deal with.

Song Ran, who had returned to the drink area, stopped Lu Yao in front of one of the bars.

Shao Yunchen went to socialize, and Lu Yao was alone. When she saw Song Ran, her expression was a little surprised, but she quickly adjusted, smiled at her gently, took a glass of fruit wine from the side, and handed it out, "Drink this? ? It tastes good."

Song Ran took the wine over, took a sip and then nodded in approval, "Not bad."

Afterwards, he put down the wine glass, responded to the flickering and hesitant eyes of the visitor, and suddenly smiled, "Do you know what I don't need the most?"

Lu Yao was stunned for a second because of her unexpected question, and then couldn't help but think of what happened at the auction just now, and joked with a smile: "It should be money."

"I'm not short of money, but I also need them." Song Ran shook her head in denial, her eyes suddenly filled with an unclear gleam of coldness, and she looked straight at Lu Yao: "The last thing I need is what you just did, full of money." A sympathetic look."

These words made Lu Yao lose her mind for a second. After realizing it, she looked back and admitted her rudeness, "I'm sorry."

"It's not surprising that you have this idea, because you have Shao Yunchen's protection. But the resources and strength behind me are enough to support me to live a better life than anyone else, so there are no people around me who are qualified to sympathize with me, at least not yet. .”

She looked lazy and casual, and after she finished speaking, she motioned for the assistant behind her to come over, and put the heavy wooden box with a sense of age in front of Lu Yao.

"For you." She glanced lightly, "I'm not interested in these things."

After finishing speaking, she didn't stay any longer, and walked away, leaving Lu Yao in a daze for a while, then opened the wooden box, and what she saw was the folding fan that was just auctioned off.

(End of this chapter)