Chapter 6039 Still Calling Out the Same Price
Originally, the price was high enough.
Unexpectedly, Qin Si next to her suddenly raised a sign.
"Two million."
Zhu Manlin looked over suddenly, her eyes seeming to say, 'What are you doing? ! ’.
Qin Si seemed not to notice, and repeated to the stage again: "I will offer 2 million."
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The man and woman sitting in front of Guan Yan in the back row whispered again.
"Wow. What does this mean. Shura field?"
"You haven't noticed this? Young Master Qin most likely wants to take pictures and give them to the beautiful lady."
"I see."
Guan Yan was impatient at being forced to hear the gossip from behind. Just as she was turning her wrist to take another photo, the person next to her casually called the staff.
Soon the staff handed him an auction sign.
He held up the auction sign.
"3 million."
Bo Jingxing is clear and gentle, with a gentle quality, and every word comes out of his beautifully shaped thin lips without any provocation.
But it caused an uproar among the people who recognized his identity.
"Master Bo?"
"Young Master Bo is here too?"
"Uh, what's going on? Aren't Mr. Bo and Mr. Qin good friends? Why are they suddenly fighting over a piece of ginseng?"
"That's right. Mr. Qin is here to win the beauty's smile, but what is Mr. Bo doing for you?"
Qin Si's sharp gaze came towards him, and Bo Jingxing turned a blind eye. The sign he held up had not yet been put down, but he felt as calm and reliable as a mountain.
The auctioneer on the stage was also confused by the scene in front of him, and nervously went through the auction process: "Mr. No. 19 quoted 3 million."
Probably in order to end this torture as soon as possible, the auctioneer added insightfully: "Is there anyone else who wants to bid?"
Qin Si gritted his teeth and was about to raise his sign.
Someone is one step ahead of him.
Despite the weird atmosphere in the audience, Guan Yan once again raised the number plate in his hand and said very coldly: "10 million."
"Wow!" The whole audience was in an uproar.
Even Zhu Manlin couldn't help but look back in surprise again.
"Who is she?"
"..." Qin Si didn't say anything. He only looked at the woman Shi Shiran raised her sign and then dropped it, watching her snow-white skin gleaming under the light.
She looked at Bo Jingxing sitting next to her.
Looking at her again, apart from glancing at him accidentally at the beginning, she never looked at him again.
Qin Si was suddenly filled with pain, and the corners of his mouth straightened into a line. The hands on his sides were clenched into fists. The blood vessels on the back of his hands and neck were bulging, as if he had been stretched to the limit of his endurance.
Zhu Manlin raised her eyebrows and glanced at him. Before the auctioneer dropped the hammer, she raised the number plate again.
"13 million."
She called out the price and added money, but she didn't add as much as Guan Yan was so domineering. She only gave a floating amount of 3 million, just to buy face.
At the same time, she also explained her behavior to Qin Si immediately: "Everyone in the audience thought that you just held up the sign because of me. If I don't take the picture in the end, where will the face of our family go?"
Zhu Manlin continued: "Even if you don't care, I still want to take a picture of it for the sake of my family's face."
She just finished speaking.
The inconspicuous woman sitting in the third row from the bottom seemed to be impatient with this primary school addition game, and followed her again.
"10 million."
The auctioneer was startled and opened his mouth to explain to her: "Ms. No. 18, you can only add up to the auction, not down. You just shouted 10 million, and someone has already added 13 million, so you can't shout 1000 anymore. Ten thousand."