Madam is a Superstar

   Chapter 280 Dragon Head Horn Cup

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   In the private room of No. 88888 in the underground city, Song Qing was leaning on the sofa with long straight legs overlapping,

   He drank the mint ice water without a sip to refresh himself, and his drowsiness still did not fade away.

   "Crack."

   The door of the box was opened, and Shen Bai entered the door silently and came to Huo Yu's side,

   glanced at Song Qing with a hesitant expression on his face, and only after a corner of Huo Yu spoke,

   "Master, Azzo just called. William is also in the dungeon tonight, and now he is in private room No. 83."

  Huo Yu raised his eyes slightly. In the evening, Wen Sheng's phone call came. William just arrived at the Beijing airport. He didn't expect to meet in the underground city.

   "Prepare what should be prepared."

  Shen Bai nodded and walked out of the private room. William's style of business in recent years is obvious to all.

  What will Baobuqi do when he goes crazy? Although the dungeon is the boundary of Brother Ting,

   But it's always right just in case, after all the lady is there and is pregnant with a child.

   The conversation between the two did not shy away, Song Qing naturally listened to it, put down the mint green glass and tilted his head,

   "Trouble?"

  The crystal water stains on the red lips were clearly visible under the dark light. Huo Yushen's eyes darkened, and he stretched out his thumb and gently rubbed the soft lips.

   "No trouble, just focus on the auction items. I'll take care of the rest. Are you hungry? What do you want to eat, I'll ask them to deliver it."

   Knowing the other person is like knowing yourself. Song Qing put away her worries, and bit the man's finger.

   "I'm not hungry, I don't eat, I don't deserve it."

   The Great God Stick, who holds a grudge, is worried about being said that he can eat a lot recently, and he is indeed not hungry when he comes again.

   Despite this, Huo Yu still sent in some fruits that pregnant women can eat and snacks to satisfy their cravings, etc.

   The dungeon has always started with the fighting competition first, followed by the auction.

  Song Qing has no interest in the fierce fighting on the fighting platform and the bruised nose and face on both sides. What caught her eye was the guests tonight.

   To be more precise, it’s their outfits. They can see all kinds of monsters and ghosts, and even four or five couples of ghosts.

   "Why are so many dressed up as ghosts today?"

   There were not only husband and wife in the private room, but also four bodyguards sitting in front of the bar. One of them jumped out and answered first.

   "Ma'am, it may be because the Mid-Autumn Festival will be in a few days, and these people just love to join in the fun and mess around,

   A few days ago, it was close to the Qixi Festival. That night, they were all in pairs. All kinds of strange pairings came out, and the species were wrong. "

  It is essential to return to Dayuan, although Huo Yu does not let Song Qing come alone,

   But every auction item will attract attention. In fact, it is ok not to come to the scene every time.

   It’s just a matter of being in a place with a good atmosphere. The day when I return to Dayuan is coming, I don’t need aura to continue my life.

   The main reason is that he was restricted a lot by Master Huo Shi after he conceived the powder dumplings. The authoritarian style of Emperor Dayuan has become more and more obvious recently.

   When you go out, you have to be picked up and protected by someone, not to mention taking orders and going out to tell people fortunes.

  Song Qing clicked his tongue, propped his chin with one hand and looked at a group of ghosts who didn't know who was who.

   "Can this be used to play? I'm not afraid of making a taboo."

   If I remember correctly, in this otherworldly country, the Mid-Autumn Festival has its own meaning.

   Although it is said that when a person dies, the soul disappears and there is no ghost in the invisible world, but it should not be used as a joke.

   The bodyguard who just spoke touched his nose, who said no, he was afraid,

   If it wasn't for the salary, he would definitely hide under the covers tonight without going out and hurry to sleep until dawn.

  The fighting game went very smoothly.

   After a half-hour intermission, the auction officially started.

   After sitting until the second half, Song Qing ate the seedless green grapes that Huo Yu had fed into his mouth,

  I have already made plans to fail again today. Maybe it has been many times, but I am not as anxious as the previous few times.

   "We will welcome our next lot, the Dragon Head Horn Cup."

   The sound from the LCD TV is still quiet, and the female auctioneer is wearing a beautifully crafted Hanfu.

   The words are clear, and the smile and demeanor are very comfortable.

  The screen turns,

  The auction item named Dragon Head Horn Cup occupies the entire big screen, and starts to display and introduce all aspects.

  Song Qing squinted her eyes, and sat upright with her body sunk deep into the sofa, not even a bit of her lazy attitude just now.

   "Qingqing want this?"

  Huo Yu's eyes were fixed on the dragon head horn cup displayed on the screen, and there were bodyguards in the private room, so it was hard to say it directly.

  The bodyguards all looked up at the TV, wanting to see what the antique that Madam had been looking for looked like and what was so special about it.

   "Yes, I finally found it."

  Song Qing's eyes never moved away from the screen, and at this moment, the heart she had been holding for a long time finally let go.

   It doesn't matter to her whether she can go back to Dayuan or not. If she can, she doesn't want to go back.

The reason why    is worth her so much concern is just because of Lord Huo Shi.

   "Then take a picture."

  The steady voice overflowed from the throat, and it seemed that there were no emotional fluctuations caused by it.

   Only the unconscious action of wrapping Song Qing's hand in his palm revealed a bit of unease,

  How could Song Qing not feel it, his fingertips gently scratched on the man's palm, full of silent comfort.

   It’s just that things didn’t go as smoothly as they thought,

   "50 million in the private room on No. 88."

   "Five-one million in private room 83."

   "60 million in private room No. 88."

   "Sixty-one million in private room 83."

  “…”

   And so on, every time the female auctioneer smiles, she has to force a point.

  88 The private room is the boss’s place, but the auction house has the rules of the auction house.

  Since the lot is displayed on the big screen, she has to pay the higher price from the guests.

   "One hundred million."

   "One hundred and ten million."

   The bidding price of the lot is so high that the price cannot be lower than ten million units.

   This is also the rule of the dungeon auction house. After all, the unit is 100 million, and it is boring to follow the price of 1 million.

  In the private room,

  The mood of both husband and wife is not very good, such as William's bidding behavior,

   made it clear that it was intentional, and to put it bluntly, it was intentional to make things difficult for them.

"Da da da."

  Song Qing's red lips pursed because of unpleasantness, and the nail tip rhythmically placed on the wall of the glass she was holding,

   The folded straight long legs had not moved for so long that they felt a little numb, so they simply changed to a comfortable position.

   "Lord, shall we continue?"

   Shen Bai has come back from work, bent over to ask Huo Yu for advice,

   After a while, the Dragon Head Horn Cup has been called to 310 million under their competition with William,

   And the people inside Brother Ting, the highest estimated price of the Dragon Shoujiao Cup shot tonight is no more than 30 million.

   If it is really photographed at a price of several hundred million, there is no doubt that it is a blood loss.

"continue."

  Huo Yu's handsome and three-dimensional face can't tell whether he is angry or angry.

  The slender and well-proportioned fingers are rubbing the position of the thumb joint, each stroke is very slow.

   Others may not know, but Song Qing is impossible not to know what it means,

   Above the court, whenever this man makes such a move, there is not a time when several people die.

   (end of this chapter)