Chapter 770 Just Fighting for Face (Part 2)

The atmosphere in the venue became more and more irritated. Luo Quankun paid 400 yuan to get the handwriting written by an unknown person, while Du Chen's father spent 300 yuan to buy his son's masterpiece.

The entire hall seemed to have been under the spell of 400 yuan since the first pencil drawing was auctioned. As long as the price reached 400 yuan, there would be no one to compete for bids, which made Ma Xiaohong's face look ugly.

Finally, someone from behind was impatient with the sleepy atmosphere, and asked loudly, "When will the model of Wei Sheng, the second and third grader, start shooting?"

"Hurry up, what are you planning to do with the finale?"

After hearing these words, Ma Xiaohong couldn't help but frowned and smiled strangely. She turned her head to look at the hula-la tables of young people, feeling very scary. On the side, Ma Xiaohong's father, Ma Zhen, also frowned, but upholding his cultivation, he never looked back at those bastards from the beginning to the end. At this moment, he couldn't help asking his daughter in a low voice, "Students in your school, usually Do you have many contacts with these people outside?"

While talking, Ma Zhen raised a sign and bid a handmade toy at a price of 300 yuan. After entering the venue and observing that the price had basically been finalized, Ma Zhen finally bought a thing. Principal Chen couldn't help frowning when he saw this. It seemed that although these parents with some background were invited, they really didn't want to devote themselves to the event.

Ma Xiaohong shook her head when she heard the words, "We are a key high school, alas, that was called by a new exchange student, I heard that she is still speeding outside." Speaking of this, she wondered if it was a speeding party or something right?

The yelling from behind was still going on, but Ma Xiaohong had already changed her mind. If these people were speeding gangsters, they might have some money in their hands. I heard that Wei Sheng was very good at the Wulong Mountain competition, and this group of people clamored to shoot Her exhibits...

Thinking of this, Ma Xiaohong had already waved to several students from H province who were standing beside him, and it was Yang Miao who came over. After she gave some instructions in a low voice, Yang Miao was taken aback and nodded quickly.

Immediately afterwards, after an exquisite hand-woven Chinese knot was auctioned.

The host on the stage took over the new exhibit, "Let me see, huh? This is interesting. This is a sports car model made by Wei Sheng, a classmate from Class 2 and 3 of high school. You can take a look, it is very realistic." He said in a tone Yang Gao intentionally teased the drowsy atmosphere in the arena, but the effect was not good.

But as soon as these words came out, the group of 'thugs' sitting in the back stretched their necks one by one.

Immediately afterwards, laughter erupted from the crowd, "Okay, I'll take a picture of this object, how about you guys save face and don't steal it from me today?"

A man at the next table lit a cigarette and smiled sideways, "Master Zhang, I have pushed several million-level clients here on a special trip today, and you just told me to go home with a single word, isn't that reasonable?"

"Heh! Xie Cheng, I heard that your club is about to be played dirty by you. Why don't you hurry back to receive millions of customers? What's the fun of coming here?"

"Liu Likun, didn't you just take over the land in Xicheng to build a golf course? It's all left over from me. How dare you yell at me?" The young man called Xie Cheng was already angry.

Someone immediately echoed, "Two years ago, Young Master Liu was playing with mud behind my buttocks, now that I have climbed higher, and one person has ascended to heaven alone, I have to respectfully call out Young Master Liu, Lao Xie, we You can't be old."

There was an uproar in the rear, but all the voices were raised, and the content of the conversation was enough to make the sleepy people in the field turn their heads in surprise.

"I'll offer 50,000!" Suddenly someone in this group of young people raised a placard.

However, this voice obviously did not startle the other people around, and some people even said with a smile, "Don't tell me, let's play bigger if you want to play, how about 100,000 calls, and no less than 100,000 each time?"

Among the group of young masters afterward, some of them fell silent immediately, but there were also people who laughed and cheered in agreement.

Wei Sheng couldn't help being speechless, while Huo Fei'er curled her lips and shook the mineral water bottle in her hand, "Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. .”

"The 50,000 just now doesn't count, everyone, let me make a sample first! 100,000!" A young man in a royal blue suit with long face leather shoes stood up, with one hand in his trouser pocket and the other holding a sign in the field. Swaying up, it is quite high-profile and eye-catching.

"Two hundred thousand!" **** Xie Cheng, who was wearing an alligator leather vest on his upper body, held up the sign in his hand.

Whether it was Principal Chen or the host in front of him, they were already dumbfounded, wondering if this was for real or just fooling around?

The gold medal reporter Ma Zhen had already turned around in amazement, and looked at the group of people carefully. Before he could see the background of the others, he saw a young girl who was smiling and snuggling up next to the man. A certain third-tier actress who has been rumored to be a scandal among the young masters of the capital?

Seeing that Wei Sheng was secretly surprised, Huo Fei'er couldn't help smiling to comfort her, "There is a nightclub in the capital that costs more than this price for two bottles of wine at night. This group of people can come here just to shoot your model. Today It’s definitely not the price of a drink.”

At this time, the price has already been called 300,000, a model made of cardboard, even Wei Sheng thinks it is exaggerated enough.

But she also knows that these gangs of young and old are fighting for women, fame and status, and it doesn't matter whether you are a plastic or a paper shell, in fact, they are fighting for face.

Just like at this time, it is rumored that whoever can invite this racing driver will gain face. Some people may not even watch the car race, but they know that this is a matter of earning face. If it is passed on from person to person, Wei Sheng will become popular , and as the story spread, the auction became popular.

"Why don't I know you guys today, huh? If you start calling at 100,000, it's really going up to 100,000? 500,000!" As he spoke, the man got up and lifted a big black bag from under the table. Desktop, unzip...

The audience was in an uproar!

Inside are bright red hundred-yuan bills, stacks full of money, but the man continued to laugh and said, "I can't swipe my card, can I? If you don't mind the cash I brought today, I will But it's a cash transaction?"

After all, this man looked around with a smile on his face. Of course, what he looked around was only the group of young people sitting in the back and the door handles, but he didn't seem to pay attention to the other people in the front row at all.

"Show off." Li Lu curled her lips.

When Principal Chen saw the other party taking out the money, he couldn't help taking off his glasses, took out the lenses, and wiped them carefully. His eyes were turning around, and he turned his head to ask Chen Kaiyi beside him, "How many years and classes did they say just now?"

"Second year and third year in high school, Wei Sheng."

"The exhibit belongs to Wei Sheng, a sophomore and third grader in high school?" Principal Chen didn't pay attention earlier.

Upon hearing this, Director Chen nodded with a sullen face.