Who has seen a motorcycle worth three million?
Anyway, everyone on the scene didn't say yes, they had never heard of it.
Lin Yaohui was dumbfounded when he heard this number, and almost jumped in his big Mercedes when he was excited.
"You, you, you, you don't pretend to be fools with me here. It's only a few months. How could you be so rich and won the lottery than you did!"
Qin Yi shrugged indifferently, rode on his motorcycle and put on a helmet, and said, "Believe it or not, explain to you so much. If you really want to know that you are coming to me, Villa No.1, Wanshan Villa District."
After reporting the home address, Qin Yi rode a motorcycle and left the scene under everyone's exclamation.
Only Shu Lan was the one who had seen Qin Yi Rafa for a long time, and she had heard of all this.
However, the words Qin Yi said in the company before made her think, and at the same time she was a little wary of the blessing Lin.
As early as when Qin Yi delivered the last takeaway order, the sound of the system rang in his ears, but because there were too many people around, he didn't care about it.
Now that he is alone, he is naturally going to receive the reward for today's task.
"System, help me open the random gift pack!"
[Opening the random gift package, please wait...]
[Congratulations to the host for gaining attribute points, 10 luck! 】
[Unlock luck attributes in advance! 】
The sound came into Qin Yi's mind, and he was so frightened that he squeezed the brake of Augusta F4.
What the hell?
What kind of **** can't give anything substantial?
Such as gems, private jets or something.
Qin Yi was very depressed. This rounding up is equivalent to a reward of air!
Sullenly returned to the perfect Villa No.1, only to find a brand new unlisted white Nissan Gtr in the yard just after riding in.
However, this gtr is a regular model, which is quite different from Qin Yi's limited edition gtr-r50.
Qin Yi rode the Augusta f4 to the side of the gtr, and found that a man was half-lying and napping, hiding his face with a book.
I got my head closer and looked at it carefully, and the title of the book was actually called "Self-cultivation of the Rich Second Generation".
Freed one hand and knocked on the window of the car, the person in the car was also awakened. A closer look turned out to be Meng Sutang.
Meng Sutang, who was awakened, quickly got out of the car and watched his boss riding a handsome motorcycle. He couldn't help but worship.
"Fuck boss, when did you make such a handsome motorcycle, isn't it cheap!?"
Qin Yi took off the helmet and handed it to Meng Sutang for his help. At the same time, he got off the Augusta F4 and circled the gtr.
"You kid, it's okay, the speed is so fast, I flicked Gtr into my hands in just one day, and Martha sold it?"
Meng Sutang smiled wryly: "Thanks to the blessing of the boss, I went home the day before yesterday and spent a long time with my dad, and finally carried your name out, finally helping me realize my dream."
Qin Yi looked dumbfounded: "Huh? What does it matter to me?"
Meng Sutang: "Go in and talk about it, boss, I happen to have something to discuss with you."
Seeing Meng Sutang's smirk, Qin Yi wanted to know what else to ask me.
"Okay, let's go in first, just let Xiaocheng make some dumplings for me, let's have some together."
Meng Sutang wondered, what kind of dumplings to eat at noon, boss, it seems that this is not your pie.
But after parking the car and entering the room, Meng Sutang realized that this dumpling seemed a bit different.
The ingredients on the table are exaggerated!
Wagyu, Aolong, Abalone, Sea Cucumber...
In particular, the abalone is at least one abalone from the standpoint of its head. It may even be a single head. I am afraid that it costs 10,000 yuan if it is not one!
"Boss, this is what you said... dumplings?"
Qin Yi: "Is there a problem? Beef dumplings and shrimp dumplings. Look at how fresh the ingredients are. They are still alive and kicking just by airlift."
Meng Sutang couldn't find the adjective anymore, especially when he saw the brand new unopened caviar on the table, he could not wait to sit on the table.
The ingredients for this table, including the materials and shipping costs, may not cost hundreds of thousands.
Money can really do whatever you want.
Soon the dumplings were brought to the table by Xiaocheng. Meng Sutang couldn't help swallowing the saliva just by smelling the taste. He didn't care about the hotness. He picked up the steaming dumplings and delivered them to his mouth.
These are dumplings made from island country Wagyu beef!
Who in the world dares to do this? Don't mention him Meng Sutang, even if his dad hasn't eaten it.
The wagyu beef melts in the mouth, with the tough dumpling skin, the taste is indescribable, and he can even feel the wagyu fat melt on his tongue.
Unexpectedly, Qin Yi shook his head and said: "Island country and cattle are the same. Next time, choose Northeast Xuelong Black Bull. Compare the two."
"By the way, what the **** are you looking for me?"
Just scooped a small spoonful of caviar from the plate, and was about to deliver it to his mouth, but was interrupted by the boss's words. Only then did Meng Sutang remember that he was not here to eat.
"Ah, boss, say yes, but don't beat me after you listen."
Qin Yi: "If you have something to say, let it go."
Meng Sutang drank his mouth water to moisturize his throat, and said with a serious face: "The day before yesterday, my dad didn't agree with me to buy a car, and then I got angry when I was in a hurry. Strong interest."
"He seems to have heard of you, and he patted me on the shoulder with a kind face, saying that I have grown up and matured and so on, almost completely blinded me."
"Take me to pick up the car yesterday. Of course, my Martha was also sold by him, but he gave me this thing and asked me to come over and give it to you today. I first declare that I haven't read the content, so I I don't know what's inside."
While speaking, Meng Sutang took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it to Qin Yi.
Qin Yi took it apart and broke it apart. There was an invitation letter and a handwritten text that wrote:
President Qin, who has heard of his name for a long time but has never seen him, hadn't it been for the past two days about buying a car at home, I didn't know that President Qin, who shocked the business circle recently, was by my side.
Tonight, there is an auction in the imperial capital business district. I also brought an invitation letter to Mr. Qin, and I hope he will definitely be there.
By the way, the dog has a lot of questions, Mr. Qin said more, Meng Deyi said.
Qin Yi frowned and looked at the invitation letter. There was a private invitation written on it, and he asked that he must wear a mask when entering the venue.
"Do you know this auction?"
Meng Sutang recognized the invitation letter from a long distance, and said regretfully: "My dad has been there almost every year in the past few years, and every time I go there can find some good treasures. He never took me before, and always said that I paid Little didn’t let me go. This year, he threw me a set of clothes and told me to go with him tonightIt is probably this auction."
"Wait! The boss has this invitation letter, doesn't it mean you can go too?"
Qin Yi nodded, "I guess yes, it seems that I will meet with your dad tonight."
"clang!"
While talking, the kitchen knife in Xiaocheng's hand suddenly fell to the ground, and Xiaocheng, who had always been smiling on his face, seemed to have seen a ghost, holding a coconut snail with a shocked face and handing it to Qin Yi.
"Mr. Qin, I accidentally opened a conch bead just now, take a look..."
Conch beads, what is that?
Qin Yi looked at the coconut snail with doubts, and there was a pink ball lying inside.
"What is this?"
Qin Yi and Meng Sutang unanimously asked Xiaocheng.
Xiaocheng took the conch beads out of the coconut snails and explained: "The unique pearls formed in the conch, with beautiful flame patterns on them, are very rare. The pink conch beads are regarded as the best conch beads."
"The weight of this conch bead is about 20 grams, which is almost 100 carats when converted into carats."
"Generally 10,000 rb a carat within 10 carats, and the price of more than 10 carats is not good. At present, there is no record of more than 50 carats in public auctions."
"If Mr. Qin wants to go for auction, I estimate that the minimum value of this conch bead is...20 million rb or more."
How many?
20000000? !
The scared Meng Sutang jumped up from the chair!
What kind of fairy luck, boss, can you breathe in your European spirit?
Eating seafood can get 20 million conch beads!
I said just now that it costs at least several hundred thousand to transport seafood by air.
This is where money is spent, it is clearly making money!
And still earning blood!