Life With You

Before Song Yuanqing had an accident, Song Xi was educated to restraint, and she was not a high-profile person who loves to show off, so she got the name of being high and cold.

But now, George Sheng is backstage for her, so that she can do whatever she wants. When the sky is falling, he will support him. Song Xi feels an unprecedented sense of invigoration and security. If it weren't for the auction, the auction would begin soon. , She must hide and call him, so tired of crookedness.

The auction will be located in the banquet hall. There are many things on display. There are moire lacquer tripods unearthed from the Han Tomb of Mawangdui, and doll decorations by famous contemporary designers. The atmosphere is painted by Xu Beihong, and the exquisite ones are not produced by Dior. Limited edition of fifty bottles of perfume.

There is nothing you can't see here. If they don't break the law, they dare to auction the panda.

The base price of these items ranges from two to three hundred thousand, and the cheap ones start from six to seven thousand. Everyone has a brand in his hand, which is set by the auctioneer on the spot. The price of the brand is raised once.

Song Xi and Chang Jingle were sitting together with auction items on display, and the two chatted underneath.

Song Xi said: "Help me see what they like, like Yuan Bao, Ruan Boyan, Jia Min, yes, and Tong Hao, you know them better than me, you have a task, don't be absent-minded."

Chang Jingle said with a smile: "It's all Monk Qiao paying the bill, so we're welcome, and the most expensive one will be mine later."

Song Xi groaned: "Don't call him a monk, what have I become?"

Chang Jingle quipped: "Is this short?"

Song Xi said, "Whoever lets you have no girlfriend, if you have one, someone will speak for you."

Chang Jingle said, "I'm waiting for you to introduce me, do you have a beautiful girlfriend by your side?"

Song Xi replied decisively: "We have a friendship with each other. If you want something else, I will give it away. I don't have anyone who wants it."

Chang Jingle heard the deliberately unconcealed precautions in her words, and asked with a smile but a smile: "What's the matter with me? Anyway, I'm also handsome and graceful, like a fire pit here."

Song Xi said, "You still know yourself well."

Chang Jingle couldn't help but laugh, and whispered: "It must be Monk Qiao who is telling you bad things about me secretly."

Song Xi secretly said, do you still use George Sheng to say, first, he doesn't like to gossip in secret, and she sees the women next to Chang Jingle constantly, not to mention that there are few singles around her, but more, and she does not introduce him to him. .

The blue glaze aromatherapy of the Tang Dynasty is on display on the stage, the bid price is 250,000, and every time the card is raised, it will be increased by 50,000.

Chang Jingle said: "This is good, Ruan Ruan will like it."

Hearing that, Song Xi raised his placard, and the auctioneer on the stage reached out and signaled: "No. 23, 300,000."

Two seconds later, the auctioneer pointed to the other side: "No. 10, three hundred and fifty thousand."

Song Xi didn't turn her head, but she knew that No. 10 was Jiang Jiayi. Without changing her face, she raised her placard again.

"Number 23, four hundred thousand."

"Number 10, four hundred and fifty thousand."

"No. 23, half a million..."

All those present could see that Jiang Jiayi and Song Xi were on the bar. Of course, this was not the first time. Everyone should watch the excitement.

The two of you come and go, Song Xi is tired from holding the sign, and the price just rises to one million.

"No. 23, one million! Is there more than one million?"

Jiang Jiayi did not raise any more cards, and Song Xi took Lan Liuli Fragrance.

The auctioneer announced again that all funds raised tonight will be donated to the impoverished mountainous area for the Hope Project.

There were lazy applause around, and Song Xi whispered: "80% of people are going to scold me for spending so much money on a fragrance diffuser, and my brain is flooded."

Chang Jingle's eyes flickered, smiling faintly, and replied disapprovingly: "Of the ten people sitting here, ten out of ten are here to join in the fun. Who is here to buy things? But who is here? If you are unhappy, grab something, have more money than someone else, and spend money to buy a joy."

Chang Jingle can also be regarded as straight-tempered. It's the reason. This group of people are not upstarts, but they have been complaining about who is not the same for a long time. Usually, it is not easy for all parties to blatantly tear up, but they just add clothes to the children. Stationery box, that's a lot easier to talk about, I was scolding my mother for selling criticism, and my face was grinning.

After Lan Liuli's aromatherapy, Song Xi took two photos in succession and gave Yuan Bao and Huo Jiamin respectively. The three things combined were less than three million.

The auctioneer clapped his head frequently, his eyes looking at Song Xi seemed to be looking at the God of Wealth, which was extremely hot.

The auction item was taken down, and the auctioneer motioned to the staff to bring the next one up. Chang Jingle was a bit bored, but when he saw someone holding a parrot that could be described as huge with his arm, His eyes finally lit up.

"I want this."

It was also the first time Song Xi saw a living thing at an auction and listened to the auctioneer's lecture: "This is an American macaw who has served in the military. He is proficient in four languages. Let me show it to you."

He greeted the parrot in English and asked what its name was, and the parrot replies to him in English: "Ask so much, what do you do, are you the enemy and want to make a fool of me?"

There was laughter in the audience, and Song Xi also curled her lips. Chang Jingle said with a smile: "It's so colorful, I'm happy to watch it."

Song Xi said, "Is it colorful?"

Then the host communicated with it again in Thai and Japanese. Song Xi couldn't understand anything else, but when the parrot shouted ‘ya buy dei’, the audience was full of laughter, especially the laughter of men.

The corners of Chang Jingle's lips increased, and he smiled and said, "I want this."

Song Xi bent her eyes and waited for a while to start the auction. The auctioneer on the stage was still teasing the parrot, and the last thing she talked was Chinese.

The auctioneer asked: "Why didn't you travel all the way to Night City?"

The parrot’s eyes are straight and have no focal length. It looks like Beier is defiant. Staring straight ahead, it suddenly said: "The little **** will kill the donkey, the little **** will kill the donkey. "

This time the audience was really laughing crazy, and I don't know who this parrot learned Chinese after coming to Night City.

The auctioneer tried to cover its mouth, whether it was a show or not, there was still joy in the audience.

After finally waiting for the bidding session, the auctioneer said: "A non-decent parrot who speaks four languages ​​has a reserve price of 250,000."

Before Song Xi raised his hand, someone was quicker than her, and there were more than one or two bids. It was obvious that everyone liked it’s sternness, so Song Xi didn’t raise the sign immediately, waiting for them to raise the price. Anyway, she would just be able to hug the bottom.

Every time the bid was 50,000, the audience frequently raised placards, and the auctioneer on the stage was overwhelmed. In a short period of time, the parrot had been called to 1.75 million.

Chang Jingle smiled and said, "It made someone spend money."

Seeing that there were fewer people, Song Xi raised a placard and shouted at 1.8 million.

There are one eight hundred fifty thousand...

After several more bids, the parrot was called two million dollars for an unprecedentedly unprecedented value. Those who had previously wanted to be amused, saw that Song Xi was sure to win, and stopped showing up.

Song Xi thought that two million could be won, and the auctioneer on the stage was also preparing to count down, but Cheng Yaojin halfway through.

"Mr. 01, two million five hundred thousand!"

Song Xi and Yu Guang glanced over, Sheng Chenzhou was in the same row of seats as her, and I didn't see him holding a sign all night. Many people thought he was here to accompany him on the run. Unexpectedly...