Chapter 1943

"Dress size, 34a, 20, 34, starting price 60000 yuan!"

It turned out to be Hepburn's personal belongings. No wonder!

Murong Yunchang just breathed, and a soft voice came from his ear: "do you like it? Do you want it? "

Look at the photos and size marks of the clothes. The waist is too thin. I don't think there are many women to wear!

Suddenly, Murong Yunchang shook his head: "Hepburn, I like it very much, but I'm not obsessed with what I want to collect!"

Spend more than one hundred and two hundred thousand to buy a dress to come back, let alone can't wear it, even if it can, she doesn't want to. She's a little bit of a cleaner in reality, let alone second-hand ones. She thinks new ones are expensive!

Two people said a word of Kung Fu, clothes have been in front of the "3" table of the guests with a price of 280000. The following items are all related to Hepburn. There is a powder box, a script and a framed autograph. It's half the size, just the one she likes.

Because the signature is a little flowery, I'm not sure whether it's my signature or not. In addition, the edge of the photo is slightly flawed. It's not very expensive. Few people asked for the price at the end of the photo. 598 is the lowest in our factory. In fact, I admire Audrey Hepburn very much in my heart. I feel very grateful. Murong Yunchang just wanted to take the brand, and Han Weichen has already raised it.

"Six hundred and eighteen!"

"Six hundred and eighteen times, six hundred and eighteen times --"

finally, Murong yunshang took this picture of Audrey Hepburn for more than six thousand yuan.

At the time of exit, Murong Yunchang was in a different mood because of his small gains. Han Weichen photographed a group of classical books. When they went to pay for the books, they had a very good talk all the way.

After all the formalities have been completed, Murong yunshang knows that the auction will eliminate some related expenses. Most of the money will be used for charity, so many famous people will come to Murong yunshang. After signing, Murong yunshang feels more happy. After all, it's also a meaningful thing, and the money she spent doesn't hurt so much - though, it's not that painful Actually, she didn't pay for it!

"Thank you for your support for our charity! This is our souvenir. You can choose one you like to take away! "

After the etiquette lady on one side helped to complete all the handover, they were led to another long table, on which were several groups of boxes, which were souvenirs of the auction. The man was a lighter, the woman was a Liu Haijia, which was a very simple style, the only special one was probably customized for the event, with the logo of the event printed on it.

Han Wei Chen chose a gold lighter and put it on: "thank you!"

There are many styles of hairpins for women, and some of them are headrope styles. Although they are not valuable souvenirs, they are still exquisite. Turning around, Murong yunshang picked up a small hairpin with four rows of one character, which is also a gold base, with four groups, one with a row of small pearls pasted on it, one with a small flower on it, which is just the heart shape of this auction The logo of the cross, and one of the simplest English letters, are arranged together, just like the publicity icon of this activity.

After choosing a pink logo to match his own clothes, Murong yunshang picked it up and said, "how about this one?"

"Well, not bad!"

Han Weichen nodded, and she smiled and gestured to the waiter: "that's it, thank you!"

Later, she took the package apart. The bag was thrown directly into the small garbage can on one side of the table. It was half full. It seems that many people took it off on the spot!

Sometimes gifts are just like this. They don't care how expensive or how good they are. They are a kind of small joy: "eh, it's not bad to watch!"

If only Xiao Xi was a girl, he could use it back!

"Do you want me to put it on for you?"

"Er?"

Looking at the little hairpin in his hand, Murong Yunchang felt as if he was still a little childish: "wear this!"

Remove the one character pearl at will, Murong cloud clothes handed over: this one is atmospheric, the pearl is also a little high-end, with clothes and black hair should not be abrupt.

Stroking the bangs, she also roughly pointed to a position.

Gently hold her hair, Han Weichen carefully to her don't go up, and then also according to her hair to adjust a few times: "it's very suitable for you, you wear anything good-looking!"

"Hee hee, thank you"

reached out and touched, Murong Yunchang could not help smiling and squinting her eyes.

Longyu Qun has just completed the formalities. When he turns around, he sees the scene like this. In an instant, his face turns black and his deep eyes roll up a storm:

is she there?

Who is this ugly monster?

Inadvertently a lifting eyes, happened to put on a black line of sight, Murong cloud lips corner of the smile also instantly frozen: long - Long Yu Qun?

Noticing her abnormality, Han Weichen unconsciously turned his body around. At this time, a woman in a long black lace sleeved dress came gracefully:

"there are still souvenirs to take, let's choose one too!"

Orion?

The moment seemed to be a basin of cold water pouring down, Murong yunshang also woke up in a moment, took back his eyes and held Han Weichen's arm, just like a smile: "Han in, let's go, get the auction!"

"Good!"

Hands up, and help her to tidy up the hair before the forehead, two people together to the other side of the door. Seeing them go away, for a while, Longyu's neck was so blue that he jumped faintly:

this woman's eyes grow into the cesspit, right?

After handling everything, Murong Yunchang accompanied Han in to the thank you party. On the dance floor, they danced. But since they ran into longyuqun, Murong Yunchang's mood was obviously affected. Playing, they also forced her to smile.

When a tango came down, the two danced so brilliantly that they surprised the whole audience. Murong yunshang stepped on Han Weichen's feet several times: "I'm sorry, the water loss is accurate. I didn't expect that your Tango danced so professionally!"

"It doesn't matter! Murong - "

that's what you taught and practiced for you! I'd like to ask her if she has used her feelings for Longyu, and has been struggling for a long time. At last, Han Weichen doesn't say anything:

"tired? Do you want to sit or leave? "

"Yes!"

As soon as they turned around, a gust of wind flashed by, and then there was a loud crackling sound. Han Weichen was knocked out, several of them stumbled, the whole back was stuck on the table, and then stopped. On the other side, Murong cloud was knocked down on the ground with a "Puff":

"ouch ~"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I don't mean it! I'm in a hurry because my son is ill! I'm sorry! "

"Murong!"