The atmosphere in the meeting hall is a bit strange. There are not many people who dare to argue with Ye tired. Moreover, Pei Qingcheng, who once had an affair with Ye tired, is still in the audience.
Reporters at the scene are not allowed to enter, otherwise it is easy to write.
Shen Yao came over and whispered to Pei Qingcheng: "Qingcheng, your economic strength may not be able to capture this crown, as long as brother wants it."
Of course, it is. She knows it in her heart without Shen's reminding.
But sometimes, reason is another thing.
When Pei Qingcheng raised his hand again, the crown was 120 million.
It's not worth the price to buy a crown that you can't wear at ordinary times.
This is a small sum of money for ye tired.
But for Pei Qingcheng, it's a big amount.
She is rarely so impulsive, usually buy a famous brand bag to think about whether they really need.
And this 120 million is going to be spent like this?
As if, as if, she was just choking her breath, the value of that crown was no longer important.
When Pei Qingcheng calls out the price, Ding Han looks back at Ye tired.
If you go on, I'm afraid Pei Qingcheng will have to go back and sell other properties in Qingcheng villa to be able to afford this money.
Ye tired is rolling the cut tobacco with a yellow cigarette paper. A friend brought him a novelty from Nepal, so he took a cigarette and smoked it.
Slender fingers will be bright yellow cut tobacco on the cigarette paper, as if doing something by hand, little by little to roll.
Yu Qingqing is watching. When ye is tired of finishing the cigarette, she says softly, "Mr. Ye, since Mr. Pei likes it so much, I'll...
" Mr. Pei likes it, don't you? " Ye wearily holds the rolled cigarette in his mouth and presses the lighter to light the cigarette. The faint mellow smell of tobacco diffuses because of the effect of flame.
The smoke forms a mist, covering Ye's tired face.
Pei Qingcheng couldn't see anything. He only heard Yu Qingqing's delicate and soft voice, and with some little girl's whine voice, he said: "like is like, but a gentleman doesn't rob people's love."
"You are not a gentleman." The end of the cigarette was lit twice and then put out in the ashtray.
Hearing the meaning of Ye's tired words, Ding Han continues to bid.
If Pei Qingcheng raised his hand again, it would be 140 million.
Shen Yao is right. If ye is tired, she can't afford it.
Her hand, decadent, fell down.
Shen Yaoyao seemed to be relieved. He put his hand on Pei Qingcheng's back and comforted him: "there will be good things. Take your time. Don't worry."
Pei Qingcheng didn't know what she meant, only heard the host's joyful voice: "130 million, this blue ocean crown belongs to Ye Dong!"
She can't win at all. Why go through this muddy water?
Pei Qingcheng felt that she had never been so stupid. She was so stupid that she even felt stupid.
The auction is over. There's a lot of noise in the room.
Pei Qingcheng stood up, Yin Han immediately asked her: "where to go?"
"Restroom." She stood up with her hands on the table, because Yu Qingqing was sitting opposite, so it was difficult not to see her.
Her cheeks were flushed and she seemed to have gained the whole world.
It's just like getting the favor of Ye tired and getting the whole world.
Pei Qingcheng bowed his head and went to the bathroom.
Today, someone gets the world.
There are also people who have lost the world.
Pei Cheng entered the restroom, sitting on the toilet, sweat on her forehead. Fortunately, she was fair skinned and did not wipe many layers of foundation. Otherwise, the powder was knocked out by sweat and had to be remade.
She sat and refused to rise, as if she were too weak to stand up.
At this time, I heard someone talking in the bathroom outside the partition.
"Do you see that Yu Qingqing is Dong Ye's new favorite?"
"Why do you say new darling? Who have you met with Ye Dong
"Pei Qingcheng, don't you remember? Some time ago, they also spread rumors. I heard that Pei Qingcheng and ye Dong had an engagement, and their love, hatred, love and hatred between them can't be finished in a novel of 300000 words! "
"However, it seems that she and ye Dong have not started yet. How can they become Yu Qingqing?"
"Can't you tell? Is Yu Qingqing a copy of Pei Qingcheng? Although it's a copy, she's young, and the most important thing is that she's obedient and obedient. Ye Dongkeng dotes on her. She's eager to burn incense and worship Buddha every day. She's devoted to Ye Dong. Which man is willing to bury a time bomb? So, why don't you find a double to replace Pei Qingcheng? "
Outside a few women chatter, said for a long time to leave the bathroom.
People who are bitten by the root of their tongue hide in it and dare not come out.
When all the voices disappeared, Pei Qingcheng came out of it.She went to the sink and looked up at herself in the mirror.
Yes, Yu Qingqing is young.
He is only 22 years old, but Pei Qingcheng is already 26 years old.
The age difference of four years old may not be seen when we are old, but at this age, the difference is quite big.
There may not be much difference in appearance, but Yu Qingqing's eyes are young, and the light inside is pure and ignorant. Unlike Pei Qingcheng, there are too many contents.
Now men, not afraid of girls empty, afraid of more content.
Easy, easy to handle.
What they may say is right. Anyway, their looks are not much different. Why bury a time bomb around them that will explode at any time.
Pei Qingcheng looked at himself for a long time, then washed his hands, and finally patted water on his face. It doesn't matter that he will take off the makeup.
Just turned off the water and didn't get up, there was a handkerchief under his nose. When he turned around, he saw that it was Yu Qingqing, standing on the side with a smile: "fortunately, I brought my make-up bag. Mr. Pei will make up for it."
Pei Qingcheng didn't take the handkerchief in her hand, but wiped her face with a paper towel: "no, I'm not used to make-up."
"Yes, Mr. Pei is naturally beautiful, even if he doesn't make up."
Pei Qingcheng laughed, pointed to the mirror, let her also look at themselves: "you praise me is equal to praise yourself."
Yu Qingqing was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and shook it back and forth: "where, how can I praise myself?"
"Don't you think we're alike?"
"Well, it's a bit similar, but I'm not as beautiful and as good-natured as Pei." Yu Qingqing said sincerely: "I just have a little resemblance to Mr. Pei on my eyebrows. Maybe because of this, Dong ye asked me to accompany him to this grand dinner party."
Yu Qingqing is very talkative, and it's hard to make people hate her.
Ye is tired of the women around him. They are all exquisite and unpredictable.
Shen Yao and Yu Qingqing are all first-class figures.
Only her Pei Qingcheng, has been so annoying, and ye tired against.
Pei Qingcheng looks at Yu Qingqing for a moment. In fact, she is very curious that Yu Qingqing will be able to appear next to Ye tired in a week, but she doesn't ask, not a word.
She is very clear in her heart that what people appear around Ye tired has nothing to do with her.
She threw the paper towel into the basket and went out to the door, bypassing Yu Qingqing.
After two steps, Yu Qingqing called out to her in a low voice: "Mr. Pei, you are as beautiful as you are."
Pei Qingcheng stopped, but did not look back.
Yu Qingqing's words are not simply praising her. What's the purpose.
She looked down and thought for a long time as if she could find something.
She slowly turned around and looked at Yu Qingqing's Pink Lotus face: "my portrait, where did you see it?"
"Zhuang Sheng Xiaomeng." Yu Qingqing said with a smile: "at first, I thought I saw myself. Then I woke up. How could I have such a good life?"
The palms were wet and the back was sweaty.
She understood what Yu Qingqing said.
She is not flattering Pei Qingcheng's beauty, she is showing off that she has been to Zhuangsheng Xiaomeng.
Once upon a time, Zhuangsheng Xiaomeng never allowed Pei Qingcheng and the closest women around him to go in, only those few, such as Shen Yaoyao, Mrs. ye and Mrs. Ye.
Yu Qingqing appears at Ye tired's side for only a few days, and then he can go out and have a dream.
It seems that this double is really responsible.
Maybe in the near future, I can replace myself.
Pei Qingcheng smiles hard. She also knows that she is too hard and the corners of her mouth hurt.
"I'll go back to the meeting first." Pei Qingcheng loosened his tight hand and his nails fell into the palm of his hand, which was really painful.
She really doesn't need to hurt herself now.
Yin Han is alive, and she has nothing to do with Ye Jue, except the marriage letter.
Isn't that what she expected?
She stepped into the meeting.
The dinner started, and the waiters served the dishes table by table. Of course, the dishes were very rich and exquisite.
Yin Han gave Pei Qingcheng a shrimp: "do you want to peel it?"
"I'll do it myself." Two thin fingers slide on the shrimp shell, but they don't peel off.
Yin Han then took it: "I'll peel it. Don't let the thorn on the shrimp head prick your hand."
Pei Qingcheng watched Yin Han peel the shrimp. Soon the red and white shrimp meat jumped out of the hard shell, and it looked very fresh.
"Eat it
The shrimp were handed to his mouth, and Pei Qingcheng smelled the strong seafood flavor, but he felt that his stomach was churning fiercely, and he had no appetite.
"What's the matter?" Yin Han looked at her with concern: "didn't you feel very hungry just now?"
"Not hungry now." Pei Qingcheng couldn't help laughing: "maybe I was hungry.""Is it the crown?" Yin Han's dark eyes showed a layer of regret and sorry: "I was tired to make a look, but I forget that people are photographed for my girlfriend, even if we are good friends, there is no way."
Girlfriend? It's a strange identity.
Mrs. Ye is still sitting here. Where does she come from?
But at this time, Pei Qingcheng seems to have no reason to tangle with this issue.
She was very picky about the dishes on the table and picked a few Sichuan dishes that looked very appetizing.
I don't know when, Yu Qingqing has come back. Like a small fox with no temper in captivity, she is cleverly peeling shrimps for ye: "Dong Ye, this shrimp is deep-sea and fresh. You can see how tight its back is. The tighter the shrimp's body is, the more alive it is before it goes to the pot. Struggle and resistance will make it more delicious."
This Yu Qingqing is not only a vase, but also a good talker.
She speaks well, and she doesn't get bored.
Pei Qingcheng uses the light to see that Yu Qingqing puts the peeled shrimp into Ye's bowl, but she doesn't know whether he has eaten it or not.
After finishing the meal, she doesn't hear ye tired.
Ye is tired and does not like to talk. She knows that, but it is the first time that ye is so silent.
Without a meal, Pei Qingcheng would be on pins and needles. She wished the dinner would be over immediately and she would run away from here.
But it can't.
She can only sit on the opposite side of Ye tired. She is not baptized by his eyes, but ignored by him.
The taste of being ignored, I'm afraid I have personal feelings.
Pei Qingcheng's feeling is that someone has cut her whole skin with a knife, and her flesh and blood, muscles and bones are all exposed to the world for exhibition, which is the feeling.
However, when the dinner party is coming to an end, Ye is going to leave first.
When he got up, the organizer came to him in a hurry and asked him to stay: "there will be a reception later. Don't you want to stay, Mr. Ye?"
Ding Han blocked the organizer: "Ye is tired today, go back to have a rest earlier."
"Oh, oh, oh, it's Mr. Ye's presence, which makes the evening party more brilliant. I also want to thank Dong Ye for his generosity and kindness." Organizers also want to continue to compliment, Ding Han impatiently interrupted him: "please let me."
Yu Qingqing holds the bag, puts her hand into Ye's tired arm and says goodbye with a smile.
When she looked at Pei Qingcheng, her eyes were more smiling: "goodbye, Mr. Pei."
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