The auction hall was filled with bidding sounds, from the starting price of 1.5 billion to 2 billion.

The fierce competition made some people with insufficient budgets unwilling to give up the bidding.

The competition entered the final stage, and all those who were still bidding were big names in the industry.

"2.3 billion."

"Mr. No. 9 bid 2.3 billion, 2.3 billion once, 2.3 billion twice..."

The auctioneer in cheongsam stood on the stage, smiling and asking if anyone else wanted to raise the price.

Just when everyone thought that the land would be taken by Mr. No. 9 without any suspense, at the critical moment, a guest in a VIP box joined the bidding.

"2.8 billion."

The man's deep and magnetic voice sounded.

The atmosphere on the scene was slightly condensed, and then the people present showed surprise on their faces and made subtle discussions. No. 9, who thought he had won, smiled stiffly, and secretly hated this sudden obstacle.

Veins bulged on his forehead, and he took a deep breath to calm himself. He knew that he could not win the competition due to insufficient budget, so he sat down with a dejected look and closed his eyes.

"Okay! Box 2 bids 2.8 billion."

"2.8 billion once."

"2.8 billion twice."

"2.8 billion three times."

No one bid anymore, and auctioneer Chu Ting picked up the small wooden hammer on the table and knocked it down neatly, making a clear and loud sound.

"Deal! Congratulations to the gentleman in Box 2 for achieving his wish and bidding for this piece of land in the Beijing Development Zone!"

The guests in the auction hall talked a lot, and discussed the owner of Box 2 with curiosity. They stood up and left the Baiyujing Auction House one after another.

The auction was successful, and the auctioneer brought the gentleman who had just won the bid to the box where Qin Yin was.

The man was about 26 or 27 years old, wearing a black three-piece vest suit with an exquisite brooch on his chest.

He has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, eyes like cold ponds, thin lips and a ruthless look when he is cold, and the buttons of his clothes are buttoned meticulously.

"Miss Qin, this is Mr. Fu."

Hearing the introduction of Manager Chen.

Qin Yin's mouth corners slightly raised to reveal a smile, and she opened her red lips to congratulate the man in front of her, and then she was too lazy to say more politely.

She picked up a pen and signed the agreement. The handwriting on the paper contract was clear and sharp.

Fu Yunyue's eyebrows were indifferent.

"Miss Qin."

"The money will be in the account tomorrow at the latest."

The young woman in front of him was obviously beautiful, and she was breathtakingly beautiful. Her temperament was also charming and not too vulgar.

However, despite this, he remained unmoved and did not have any charming or dirty thoughts, but inexplicably felt a strange sense of familiarity.

After signing the contract, Fu Yunyue left first. Qin Yin picked up a cherry from the plate, chewed it lazily, spit out the core, took out a tissue to wipe her lips, combed her slightly curly hair, and went downstairs with one hand in her pocket.

Most of the guests in the banquet hall had left, and the remaining ones were basically Baiyujing staff, who were busy cleaning.

Qin Yin walked on the stairs.

She glanced casually and saw a petite girl throwing herself into Fu Yunyue's arms.

"Brother Yunyue!"

"Yaoyao."

The man with a cold expression instantly became gentle, raised his hand and gently rubbed the other's head, the action was particularly intimate.

When leaving, the girl held Fu Yunyue's arm, and her back looked playful and lively.

Qin Yin withdrew her gaze lightly.

Her heart was as calm as water, and when she raised her foot to go downstairs, she saw a familiar person again.

...

Huo Shengjun and Shen Sinan walked side by side, and the two seemed to have a very familiar relationship.

"Mr. Huo, you are really a busy man. I haven't seen you in Beijing for a long time."

A charming voice came.

Chu Ting, wearing a red embroidered cheongsam and a pair of high heels, walked over gracefully. She ignored Shen Sinan beside her and stared at the noble Huo Shengjun in front of her.

Shen Sinan: "..."

Can you stop treating me as a dead person?

"Who are you?"

Huo Shengjun looked distant.

With these words, Chu Ting's face stiffened slightly.

Shen Sinan pulled the corner of his mouth, "This is the auctioneer in our Baiyujing Auction House. Chu Ting's reputation is well-known in the Beijing circle."

In the past, when Shengjun came to Baiyujing, Chu Ting would appear to chat and find topics. It was obvious that the beauty's heart was tied to Huo Shengjun.

I wanted to bring them together before, but now I see that this is a complete case of love and indifference. Sheng Jun is so focused on his work that he has no time for romance.

"Ms. Chu."

Huo Sheng Jun nodded politely.

Feeling disappointedSeeing this, Chu Ting was about to continue looking for a topic to have a good chat, but Huo Shengjun's eyes did not stay on her for one more second.

The loneliness in Chu Ting's eyes could not be concealed, and her heart felt a slight sting in addition to being sour.

"..."

Qin Yin raised her eyebrows, leaning lazily on the handrail of the stairs, her delicate and flawless face full of fun.

She went downstairs with a slight "tsk".

"Da da da--"

The high heels made a rhythmic sound on the ground, and her figure appeared in Huo Shengjun's field of vision.

The alienation in the eyes of the man, who had a cold expression and an alienated air around him, as if shrouded in a layer of frost, calmly and repulsed thousands of miles away, disappeared when he saw Qin Yin's figure.

There was a faint smile in his eyes.

"..."

Oh haha.

Simon Shen was keenly aware of Huo Shengjun's changes. Could it be that he was surprised? When he saw Qin Yin, he was stunned and sighed that it was really fate that it was her.

"..."

Chu Ting's heart was high.

Perhaps out of a woman's inner intuition, the moment Qin Yin appeared, her heart was full of vigilance, and the alarm rang in her mind.

The sixth sense told Chu Ting that this person was not simple.

"Yin Yin."

Huo Shengjun spoke first.

"Uh-huh, that's good, Mr. Huo."

Qin Yin noticed that Chu Ting's eyes were not paying attention. It was obvious that the auctioneer lady regarded her as a love rival.

She didn't bother to explain her answer.

Hearing Qin Yin's words, Huo Shengjun's throat overflowed with a seductive chuckle, "Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner as the host."

He did not inquire whether Qin Yin appeared in Bai Yujing to participate in the bidding or to auction something. He respected the other party's privacy and did not venture to explore.

"Okay, I happen to be hungry."

Qin Yin readily agreed.

Huo Shengjun bid farewell to Simon Shen.

He noticed that Qin Yin was wearing high heels and walked at a gentlemanly pace. He was worried that her feet would sprain or hurt if she walked too fast.

Looking at the two people's leaving figures, Simon Shen couldn't help but have doubts in his eyes. In his early years among thousands of flowers, he could naturally tell what love was.

The relationship between Sheng Juan and this Miss Qin Yin does not have the sour smell of love. They look like loving elders and juniors in the family.

Simon Shen put away his doubts and looked at Chu Ting, "If Sheng Juan has even the slightest thought for you, I will try my best to bring you together, but it's a pity that there is no more. A woman's youth can't stand to be wasted, so stop being persistent."

Sheng Juan is actually very cold at heart. People who don't care won't care no matter what they do.

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