Chapter 1082

Jiang Fengming, with a faint smile, continued to increase the price.

"5.5 million." He is like a lazy scholar, knocking on the chessboard, waiting for the other party to fall, without the initial anxiety.

Because things become manageable.

"5.7 million." Sure enough, the brand with white background and black characters was raised again.

The black dress woman sitting in the dark frowns slightly. The cultural relic is running towards the price of 9 million yuan.

If it is 9 million, it will be taken away directly by the bidder, without any negotiation.

"700 times." The host's loud voice rang out on the field.

The price of 7 million yuan was taken by Leng Shaoheng.

Jiang Feng spread out his hand and said, "lengshao, you are really persistent. This thing is just something I clap at random. You have to take it away. It seems that you are really going to lose money. "

"No, I just need to use a small part of my property to get what you want out of reach." Leng Shaoheng said in a low voice, mellow and cold.

All the people present withdrew from the farce of money and watched the competition between the two tycoons of H city from the perspective of drama.

"Mr. Jiang and Mr. Leng are really in a tit for tat situation, just like the rumor. We've seen this auction again."

"No, I don't worry about no bid when there are two of them." Some people even laugh as if they were watching a performance.

Jiang Fengming said faintly, "it's just an antique I photographed. I didn't expect Mr. Leng to be so interested."

There was only an empty seat between them. They spoke clearly. On the empty seat, we could feel the sparks between them.

"This is probably the reason why Leng is always a layman. He only looks at cultural relics, but can't see anything inside." Jiang Fengming's tone was ironic.

"If the outside is enough to make my heart beat, how can I not like the inside?" Leng Shaoheng said carelessly, "on the contrary, it's Mr. Jiang. He has to hesitate for a long time about the price of several million yuan. Isn't it that Zhanfeng has no money?"

Jiang Fengming just smiles when he hears it. He knocks his fingers on his knees and ignores it.

No one increases the price, the countdown is over, and the host's hammer is about to fall. Just one "deal."

The hammer is waving in mid air. People seem to have heard the sound of the hammer falling. Some experts wait for the hammer to fall, making this moment a laughing stock in history.

"Wait a minute." A clear female voice came from the VIP seat.

The host's attitude immediately eased down, just like a pawn seeing * *.

"Madam Qing, do you have any instructions?" His hand was still in mid air, respectful.

"I won't sell this vase." The soft voice surprised everyone present.

"This vase is worth one million at most. It's just a welfare commodity for the show. It's just a lucky number. Is Leng always going to buy it back and give it to her children as a urinal? "

It was as cool as a clear stream, and the sound of the stream had no emotion, but the whole scene was silent.

If the people around him are careful enough, they will find that Leng Shao, who has always been calm and self-confident, can't help shivering and his eyes are full of surprise and inconceivable.

The sound

Very much like her

"I can't go with you!" That day her stubborn look, her voice, after a long time, back to his memory.

The VIP seat is on the right side of the stage. Lady Qing wears black clothes to hide her figure in the dark, which is unpredictable.

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