Chapter 3 200 Million Vixen?

"My name is Xiaowan, what's your name?...Then we will be friends from now on..."

"Don't worry, I won't leave you alone..."

...

The crisp voice of a girl.

There was a large amount of bright red blood gushing out between the chest and abdomen.

Excruciating pain from heavy weights falling on the chest and head.

There was chaos in my mind, only the girl's blurred face was moving away and approaching.

At the last second of losing consciousness, he saw a little red under the corner of the girl's eyes.

I don't know if it's the blood splashed on it, or the cinnabar mole that was born with it.

The sky suddenly turned black.

...

It was as if a heavy hammer hit his head fiercely, every time it was heavy.

Severe pain hit, and there were bursts of darkness in front of his eyes. Lu Changchuan suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the door frame, barely standing still.

Blue tendons will appear on the back of the hands and neck.

"Master Jiu..."

Lu Changchuan raised his hand, and the anxious voices around him were silenced.

The voice in the auction house was replaced by a charming and sassy voice.

"This is an ancient martial token handed down by the ancestor of the Ye family. It is said that there are four other tokens. If you collect all five tokens, you can discover a peerless treasure."

"The Ye family went bankrupt, and I auctioned off this piece of ancient martial arts token at the price of one yuan. As Party B, that is, the guardian of the token, within two years, I will obey all the work arrangements of Party A. And Party A will repay it for me. A debt of 100 million yuan. When it is due, I will repay the debt with interest and get back the token. Otherwise, I will leave it to Party A."

"One hundred million? Is a piece of broken copper worth one hundred million? Are you kidding me?"

"Didn't you hear that Miss Ye is the guardian of the token? With the token, hehe..."

"That's not the case. If the Ye family is as brilliant as before, let alone a hundred million, I would be worth a billion. Now...Miss Ye, you are too overestimating your worth! "

"Wipe a zero, everything is negotiable, Miss Ye, what do you think?"

The men in the audience looked at the queen's throne under the spotlight, their eyes fascinated.

...

Holding a black velvet tray, the girl in a wine red suspender dress is breathtakingly beautiful.

Under the seaweed-like black curly hair, the bare shoulders, neck and arms are white and glowing.

The girl just looked at the audience quietly, but everyone in the audience felt that she was looking at herself.

The crystal-clear black eyes are sometimes pure and sometimes charming, and it seems that the otherworldly and seductive are only in her eyes.

And the cinnabar mole under the corner of the eye added a bit of coquettishness.

"Vixen!"

A woman cursed in a low voice, "Since it's a token sale, why don't you just hand it over to the auctioneer? Why are you running on stage?"

"That's right, I sold the ancient martial arts token for one yuan, it's all worth it, what's the point of paying it off!"

...

The men booed and begged for a price cut, while the women talked sweetly. It had been ten minutes since the shooting started, and no one held up a sign.

The auctioneer looked at Ye Wan with a dark face: "Don't forget, whether you can sell it or not, you have to pay the labor fee of 10,000 yuan!"

Got it, got it, hurry up and shout!

Ye Wan's blinking eyes almost convulse!

"Two dollars!"

Amidst the noise, someone held up a sign in front of the private room at the end of the second floor.

There was laziness and pride in his voice that he was sure of winning.

Ye Wan raised her eyes.

Not surprisingly, it was Huachen Media's gold agent Guan Jifeng known as the "Golden Abacus".

"Mr. Guan, congratulations. Sign a 10-year death contract, and with Ye Wan alone, you can make a lot of money!"

"I see, in less than 10 years... With Miss Ye's qualifications, I can earn enough retirement money for Mr. Guan in three to five years!"

"Things that can be on this auction table are said to have a beauty that cannot be understood by outsiders. The broken stone that was brought up last year looked like an ordinary broken stone. Who knew that it turned out to be a whole piece The best imperial green. Mr. Sun who bought that broken stone for 5 million, everyone laughed at him as stupid. Once he changed hands, he made a net profit of 300 million, 300 million... Mr. Guan, this ancient martial token, Is there any reason? You didn't just shoot Ye Wan, did you?"

...

The jokes on the second floor spread to the first floor, the auctioneer looked around and raised the auction hammer.

"Two dollars once, two dollars twice, two dollars..."

"One hundred million!"

When the cold voice came from the top of his head, the auctioneer shook his hand, and the gavel fell with a clang, hitting his foot.

Tears burst out instantly.

In the huge auction house, there was no sound.

That voice came from the third... third floor?

100 million?

Including the 100 million foreign debt that was to be repaid for Ye Wan in the contract, it would be 200 million!

Two hundred million tokens?

Or a 200 million vixen?

Tut tut...

In the silence, Ye Wan looked up to the third floor with tears in his eyes: Sure enough, there are people who know the goods!

Ye Mengmeng, did you see it?

Did not hit the hand! ! !