Chapter 219

million!

This sound is like a thunder burst in the plain, directly bombing all people's heads, and instantly makes people's heads blank.

A steamed bun, a million?

The whole place was silent.

One million yuan is not a big sum for many rich people present. They can give it out every minute. But this one million, the meaning is not the same.

Like a loud slap in the face of Bao Xingfu.

This kind of pain will make Bao Xingwang want to die and can't stop ---

besides Haitian Group, who dares to fight against Bao Xingwang? Because of a Luofeng.

Luo Feng had already humiliated Bao Xingwang by going up for auction with steamed stuffed bun. Now this man is still fighting with no hesitation. The sour taste makes Bao Xingwang's face distorted at the moment.

Shua Shua Shua!

Everyone looked up in succession.

However, he sat at the same table with Zheng Haitian.

Golden spectacle frame, a middle-aged man who looks gentle and elegant.

"It's Liao Yiran." Many people took a breath of cold air almost at the same time.

Black soil group, Liao Yiran.

In Yangcheng, this can also be said to be a sign that many people are afraid of.

Few people are willing to provoke the black soil group, because they all know the predecessor of the black soil group. Although this force has been lurking, it will not be able to resist once it breaks out.

Zheng Haitian also looks at Liao Yiran unexpectedly at the moment.

Zheng Haitian was extremely angry about Bao Xingwang's attack on Luo Feng. But this charity auction is very important tonight. He is the leader and can only endure for a while.

But I didn't expect that it would be such a result.

Even the beauty of the host is also numb, forget to speak.

Luo Feng's eyes and Liao Yiran looked at each other, nodded and laughed across the space.

Luo Feng dare to step up, to a certain extent, he saw Liao Yiran is also here.

When Luo Feng and Zheng Wei enter the door, Liao Yiran has not come, so at first, Liao Yiran doesn't know Luo Feng is also here. Although Luo Feng later sees Liao Yiran, he doesn't bother to say hello and patronizes to eat in the back.

With Liao Yiran's financial resources and power, he naturally did not fear the Bao group.

Luo Feng believes he will.

However, a million directly won, it is somewhat unexpected Luo Feng.

"Beauty, it's your turn." Luo Feng turned his head to smile at the beautiful host.

The beauty host Huang Shen comes back, looks deeply into Luo Feng's eyes, and then calms down for a moment, showing a professional smile, "black earth group's president Liao bid a million, is there any higher?"

One hammer down, deal!

A steamed bun worth one million yuan was brought to Liao Yiran.

Liao Yiran picked up the steamed stuffed bun and took a bite. He frowned immediately.

"It's not delicious." With that, Liao Yiran threw the steamed stuffed bun down the table.

One million is gone.

All the audience watched Liao Yiran in silence.

They are all smart people. They know what Liao Yiran means.

However, he told Bao Xingwang in the most naked tone. Liao Yiran stood firmly on Luo Feng's side. Bao Xingwang's provocation to Luo Feng was to challenge him to the black soil group.

No one knows why Liao Yiran did this, but it is clear at this time that Bao Xingwang was planted tonight.

Bao Xingwang's face seemed to have been beaten and swollen, his face turned black and purple, and he was extremely embarrassed.

Clenching his fists tightly, his body was shaking with anger. Looking at Luo Feng's eyes, he wanted to devour him.

But now reason tells him, no! Yes! With!

Luo Feng took out the steamed stuffed buns, shot a million sky high.

Let Bao Xingwang shut up completely and have nothing to say.

Under the gathering of numerous lines of sight, Bao Xingwang stares at Luo Feng fiercely and immediately leaves.

Luo Feng came to Liao Yiran's face, picked up a glass of wine, and nodded with a smile, "thank you for your great support."

Liao Yiran stood up and clinked a cup with Luo Feng. He laughed and said, "you Luo Feng's business is my Liao Yiran's business."

In a word, it's so simple.

You can say it and do it. You are a real man.

Almost all the people on this table clinked a drink, Luo Feng returned to Zheng Wei's side.

"Luo Feng, you have friendship with Liao, President of black soil group." Zheng Wei looks at Luo Feng very curiously.

"On a dark night, I jumped out of a boat and saved him, and then he would repay me." Luo Feng restored the truth of the matter in a few words.

Zheng Wei skimmed her lips, "will do nonsense."

"--"

the charity auction continues.However, after the baozi auction event, the following auction appeared as plain as boiling water, many of which ended hastily, and few people had the desire to bid.

Before the auction was over, Luo Feng left the hotel with Zheng Wei.

Come to the Pearl River, blowing the wind, looking at the "small Manyao", the famous "small Manyao" lights constantly changing, extraordinary beauty.

They walked side by side, talking and laughing.

Maybe she has been getting along for a long time. Zheng Wei's shyness in her eyes is much less. She also opens her conversation box and tells Luo Feng about her childhood anecdotes. At night, the Pearl River is rippling with silver bell like laughter from time to time.

"Luo Feng, what about you?" Zheng Wei's big eyes suddenly looked at Luo Feng, "what was your childhood like?"

"Me?" Luo Feng's eyes showed a burst of melancholy. In his mind, a white bearded old Taoist appeared. He seemed to be a bit of a fairyland. He had a touch of forced breath.

After so many years, I'm afraid the old Taoist has turned into a cup of loess.

Luo Feng slightly sighed, "I follow an old villain since childhood, steal to be abducted, do all sorts of evil."

Zheng Wei chuckled and said, "I love to talk nonsense."

They sat on the stone bench beside the Pearl River and chatted with each other from left to right.

At the moment, Zheng Wei does not have Liu Mei's proposal to go to Luo Feng's mind. She just hopes that the wind is blowing quietly and chatting happily with the male god. What a small wish.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Luo Feng sent Zheng Wei back to the door of the villa.

"See you tomorrow." Luo Feng waved with a smile.

Zheng Wei smiles sweetly, walks a few steps to the home, and then looks back, smiles and waves to Luo Feng.

This night, there was nothing happened between the two people as Liu Mei said, which fully illustrates Zheng Wei's point of view that Liu Mei's premonition has never been accurate.

Luo Feng calls Jun Lianmeng before returning to Lanfeng's apartment and confirms that song Daiying has left.

Back to renting.

Jun Lianmeng was watching TV with a pillow and said, "come back."

"Well, she didn't find anything, did she?" Luo Feng can't wait to point to a wall next door to ask.

"Yes." Jun Lianmeng turned her head and looked at Luo Feng and said, "who would have thought that you Ya's still hiding a pair of smelly socks under the tea table? It turned out to be seen by song Daiying

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