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The map was unveiled, and the identities of the few people on the second floor were revealed. However, there were two people whose names were partially black, "This, you guys can choose to reveal your identities or be anonymous. Of course, we can still fight over these few families that have their identities marked."

When she mentioned those names, the woman had a face full of disdain. However, An Shengmei saw that Yi Xue's name was also in there, and she closed her mouth silently.

"We are anonymous." An Shengmei thought that it was best not to attract too much attention.

However …

"Why can we compete with those families? "What if we are unknown people?" Chen Xiye quickly picked up on the conversation, her eyes looking like she was thinking about something.

The woman was also stunned, and carefully opened her mouth, "There are a total of fifty black card holders, but... This also meant that this card belonged to a group and there was no fixed holder. As long as they could still afford it, it didn't matter who had the card in their hands. But someone like Miss An … For those with a card in their name, that is to say, Miss An alone has funds that are comparable to a group of people, and only Miss An can use this card … "

Pausing for a moment, he still said the rest of his words, "Although we said that there is no difference between black cards and rankings are arranged in a circle, regardless of distance or size, did Miss An notice the card number? Miss An's card number is 012, which is actually only twelfth place, which is already considered a very high ranking. "

An Shengmei nodded, then shook her head, "My card is a gift from a friend, it has no actual value … You don't have to look at me too high. "

"How could that be?" The woman was shocked, "May I ask, this card …"

"It's a gift from Siqi."

"That's right." She was relieved, "The CEO won't do something that has no meaning and no value. Miss, please don't worry about this card."

The person who said it didn't have any intention, but the person who heard it had their own heart. An Shengmei's heart slowly sank, but what did Siqi want? Was there anything about her that she cared about?

The woman knew that she had talked too much and quickly left, "Miss An, don't mind me, I was just saying …"

After he left, the auction had just begun, the voice came from the computer, "Now the auction officially begins, then our first item will be the Luo Family's Patriarch ring."

Remaining? On the screen, a dark purple stone that was cut into a rectangle was embedded on the thick gold ring bracket. It didn't look like much of a cut surface, nor was it dazzling enough, as if it went against the quality of a diamond.

At this time, Chen Xiye also flipped through the auction item list that she had just sent over, her expression gloomy: "I underestimated this time's auction."

"Ai?" An Shengmei revealed an inquiring expression.

"These auctions items are all above one million. Even the starting price is more than one million!" Chen Xiye closed the booklet in her hand, "Moreover, the items being auctioned this time is not ordinary either."

"The theme of the auction is called..." "The story." On the screen, the ring slowly rotated on the rotating tray, displaying all aspects of it. The host's voice was soft, yet it brought people into the show.

"Everyone here has seen it for themselves, so I won't say anymore. Everyone here is an old friend, so I won't keep you all in suspense." The girl on the stage had beautiful eyes as she looked around, "The name of this item is — Luo Hua."

The crowd went into an uproar. A person stood up and raised his sign without even waiting for the bid, "I bid 3 million!"

"No!" The host said softly, "The starting bid is 4 million."

He clapped his hands and placed the trays down from the top. Each tray was filled with priceless treasures, but they were all covered by the black cloth and waiting to be opened.

But... There was also an empty spot in the middle. The finale had yet to appear.

"Four million five hundred thousand!" One of the men raised the sign in an attempt to give it a try.

"Six million!"

"Seven hundred!"

Even so, the sounds of people bidding continued without end until …

Finally, the black card holder on the second floor couldn't help but open his mouth, "10 million."

She knew that such a small increase in the price would be unfavorable, so she directly placed a high price on it that would cause others to hesitate. The voice that changed to a female's voice was a little strange, but the tone of her voice sounded just like a person, Yi Xue.

"It's just the first item. Is there a need to be so serious?" While the people downstairs were hesitating, the auction hammer had already hit twice.

Just as the hammer was about to hit the ground, the screen displayed an additional ten million digits jumping, which doubled!

In the room next to An Shengmei's, Yi Xue stood up in anger, and almost swept the items on the table to the floor. A cowardly waiter stood in the corner, and Tan Yizhe sat on the sofa as he drank another cup of wine.

However, those who knew them would never have expected them to be like this. One of them had a violent temper, while the other had a gloomy mood.

"Drink, drink, drink!" The glass splattered everywhere. An unlucky waiter walked over with a tray, but he was pushed away by Yi Xue, and his palm brushed against the glass that was scattered across the ground. Blood stained the floor, and it was so painful that it made it hard for people to breathe.

Raising his head, he looked like an innocent white face, with clothes that only covered his butt. He was precisely Feng Qing who was sent here by Siqi.

If it was a normal waiter, Yi Xue would definitely take her image into consideration, but when this person walked in, Tan Yizhe blurted out a name — — An Shengmei.

Was it that similar? Or did he already see that everyone looked like An Shengmei?

Just as Yi Xue was about to slap her on her head, the door suddenly opened and a man walked in. He unhurriedly pulled Feng Qing up from the ground and carefully removed the broken glass in her hand.

"You, you, Du Hao?!" Yi Xue only managed to find her voice after a long time. As for Tan Yizhe, she was already unconscious, so she naturally did not hear Yi Xue's painful cries.

As it turned out, Du Hao's expression did not change as he picked up a piece of the wine bottle. Without hesitation, he slapped Yi Xue's face, causing blood to flow down.

"Du Hao..." Feng Qing tightened her grip on his clothes, and stuttered. "This is … This is our guest. "

"It's alright, I already had a grudge with her." Du Hao pulled Feng Qing outside, but Feng Qing couldn't help but take a glance behind him, worried.

Lowering her head, she did not speak, but tears had already begun to flow down her face. At this moment, Feng Qing even had the thought of maintaining her current state for her entire life, just for the sake of accompanying him …

However, this thought flashed across her mind, but it did not stay in her mind for too long. She did not deserve it, nor could she afford to pay for it.

An Shengmei wanted to go to the restroom, but just as she stepped out of the door, she saw a figure pulling a woman and disappearing around the corner. That figure was …