Chapter 80: Second-generation ancestor pk mountain monster

Donation activities are generally divided into two types: individual donations and corporate donations. Wuzhi Xiaoji has unexpectedly won the championship with the largest individual donations, so the remaining people can only hope to compete for the title of the company with the largest donations.

However, these companies still find it difficult to make more than one million US dollars. For the sake of temporary glory, they have made more than half a year of profits, and most bosses are unwilling to do such a loss-making business.

But these are just the thoughts of ordinary people. Duan Mingli, the boss of Dahua Company, one of the symbols of private enterprises in Shanghai, has a different idea.

Duan Mingli must have been able to make so much money, but his money was not caused by the strong wind. He also felt a lot of pain when donating so much money and tens of millions of charity donations. Moreover, this kind of charity is regular. Today is the invitation to the Hope Project, tomorrow may be held by the Disabled Persons' Federation, and the day after tomorrow may be concerned about environmental protection. The day after tomorrow may be to rescue giant pandas again. As a local wealthy businessman in Shanghai, there are too many things he has to socialize, and he must not be able to miss one thing, otherwise he will offend someone if he doesn't know when he will offend someone.

Donating money to help others is a good thing, but if the amount is wrong, it will be very problematic. Therefore, donating money requires caution, otherwise once it exceeds your ability to bear, good things will turn into bad things.

At this year's dinner, another additional content was added than before, which is the charity auction.

In this session, everyone can provide some things for auction. Anyone who attends the dinner is qualified to bid, of course, the price will be awarded before the hammer is dropped.

Many people donated some jewelry or antiques, and the celebrities attending the dinner were not willing to let it go. They usually provided personal supplies with signatures or commemorative meanings. However, the jade-female movie star Chen Bisong donated the long hair she had cut before.

"Wow, is it really her hair?! How could she bear to cut her hair off?!" Xia Xue asked Fan Wubing excitedly when she saw the long black hair tied in a bunch of strands on the plate.

After looking at Chen Bisong now, Xia Xue felt a little strange again. She obviously had long hair shawl.

Fan Wubing glanced at the jade girl Chen Bisong, thought for a while and said, "Oh, maybe it's really possible."

Originally, Fan Wubing was also a little suspicious of the authenticity of his hair, but he suddenly remembered that two years ago, it seemed that Chen Bisong had filmed a third-level film in Hong Kong. She played a little nun who had an affair. The performance was very bold, and industry insiders praised him. At that time, Chen Bisong cut off all his hair. It is estimated that the hair auctioned now should be the one left at that time.

However, when thinking about Chen Bisong's experience, Fan Wubing felt a little sad. Although Chen Bisong has made a third-level film, she is just filming and just polishing the mirror with the actress in the drama. She has not completely degenerated. It was only after two years later that she met the senior director and screenwriter Cheng Kun and fell in love with this man twenty years older than her. She was completely helpless. Not only did she film a more explicit scene under the temptation of Cheng Kun, but she also became Cheng Kun's lover. In the end, she jumped off the building and committed suicide because her relationship could not be obtained.

The entertainment industry in Hong Kong is a paradise equivalent to evil forces! How many big guys with a noble face with a honest and simple face are not full of lovers and countless wild flowers, doing things as dirty as cgx?!

"Hong Kong movie star Miss Chen Bisong donated her hair she had collected for two years to conduct an auction without a reserve price." The auctioneer shouted loudly, waving his hammer.

An auction without a reserve price does not mean that it will be sold at a low price. At least there are many bosses who have watched Chen Bisong's movies in the audience. Everyone seems to be very enthusiastic. Even Duan Zidai, who was hit by Fan Wubing just now, looked eager to try. If his father and Ou Mingde were not present, he would probably have joined the auction.

The bidders quickly called the price to 200,000, and these people were probably Chen Bisong's fans.

"Why do I think those guys are all lustful?" Xia Xue looked at the bosses who were scrambling to take pictures, and felt that they were all the images of middle-aged uncles with a vulgar face, and said to Fan Wubing with a little depressed feeling.

Nonsense! If you are addicted to watching third-level movies, do you still expect him to look hypocritical? If you can really do two skins in front of others, you wouldn’t be sitting here without a name, competing to take pictures of Chen Bisong’s hair. Who would personally do such a lack of identity?

"Why should I take this down?" Xia Xue suddenly said with a whim.

"Why are you doing this?!" Fan Wubing was drinking the wine on the table. After hearing Xia Xue's words, he almost choked. He looked at Xia Xue with a strange look, thinking that she would not have a tendency to pull off, right? This is not a good thing! So he coughed and said to her, "A girl showed up to bid for the hair of a third-level actress with her in public. People will think that you have abnormal sexual orientation! Be careful that your parents and you will see it and go home to clean up you!"

Xia Xue looked around and said strangely, "Don't they also have invitation letters? I really don't know where to go?"

Fan Wubing also found it a bit strange. Xia Donghai and Feng Xiaonan had never seen it since the party. They would never forget this, it was said that it was not right.

"No one knows us, why don't you take a photo for me? Anyway, you are so rich, and you still care about this?" Xia Xue encouraged Fan Wubing and said.

"What's the use of this? Is it used to make a wig? Are you not afraid of any bacteria or something on it?" Fan Wubing replied with some amusement.

However, Fan Wubing still met Xia Xue's request. He whispered to Wu Zhixiaoji, and saw Wu Zhixiaoji excitedly raised his license plate, "Five hundred thousand!"

Oh——Everyone in the audience exclaimed immediately. Everyone noticed that the Japanese, who was the first to donate in person, was about to take action again!

Immediately someone followed up and shouted a high price of 550,000 yuan. Wu Zhi was too lazy to say a little bit more, so he shouted 800,000 yuan.

It was a bit outrageous when he called out the price of her hair. Fan Wubing noticed that Chen Bisong was sitting in the seat there and couldn't help looking here. He probably was guessing who was willing to buy her hair at such a high price. However, everyone here really had no knowledge about Wu Zhi Xiaoji, and there was no way to talk about it.

The people participating in the auction were a little hesitant. It was really a bit of a mistake to buy hair at such a high price.

Seeing that the competition seemed to be no longer fierce, Fan Wubing smiled and said to Wu Zhixiaoji, "Please, you'd better look more obscene and lewd. In this way, someone will definitely dislike you. The price can be higher!"

"Oh, I understand, you are going to help Chen Bisong raise the price!" Li Zhuoyu, who was sitting next to him, could not understand why Fan Wubing asked Wu Zhi to take pictures of that hair. When he heard what he said, he seemed to be worried that Chen Bisong's hair would not be able to take the price at a high price, so he woke up a little.

Fan Wubing nodded and said, "If you don't arouse some determination to unite with the enemy, how can a bunch of hair be sold for millions? I'm just raising more donations for the party, and it's not very difficult to be a villain."

Wu Zhi cooperated very well, stood up, looked at the four sides very arrogantly, with a look that you were as good as me. Moreover, this guy looked at Chen Bisong with a very vulgar expression on his face, as if he hadn't seen a woman in three years, and his eyes were full of red fruit's lust.

After seeing this, Fan Wubing couldn't help laughing. He thought to himself that it was Wu Zhi Xiaoji who really had a talent for acting or that the Japanese were more erotic in their bones. Anyway, it was successful in arousing the anger of other men.

"That's so annoying! This Japanese devil!" Even Duan Zidai, who was sitting there, couldn't help but stand up, looked at Wu Zhixiaoji with an indignation, and said to his father Duan Mingli, "Who organized this dinner? Why did you invite such dirty things? It's simply embarrassing!"

"You are embarrassed by the things that are prodigal! Can't you even see that they are deliberately provoking competition?!" Duan Mingli scolded his son, with a very embarrassed expression. He is an old fox in the mall. How could he not see that Wu Zhi had not shown interest in Chen Bisong before. It was only after being whispered by Fan Wubing. This was purely pretending, and the purpose was to provoke a price war.

Now that the purpose has been achieved, the people participating in the auction are jealous, and those who have never held up the cards are also a little excited. Their goal has been achieved!

Seeing his son so unsatisfied and unsustainable, he looked at Fan Wubing, who was sitting there smiling quietly like a mountain, and Duan Mingli suddenly felt a little frustrated. His son was really different from others!

Under Wuzhi's small machine, the auction price quickly reached 1.8 million. However, at this price, not many people were willing to participate, or not many people were willing to play with everyone. It is good to raise the price and stimulate the atmosphere in the venue, but this thing is similar to the nature of passing the flowers by beating the drum. If you lose it, you have to pay for it yourself.

Young rich people often lack sufficient funds, while older people basically rely on their families. Who would like to spend one or two million to buy a bunch of other women's hair and be scolded by their wives? Even if they are not scolded by their wives, they will be given the title of being unjust in the eyes of others!

But, let a vulgar Japanese buy the hair of the goddess in our yy? This is too shameful!

"Zi Dai, go and call two million!" Duan Mingli finally couldn't sit still. He let a Japanese run rampant on his own field. If he even won two championships, where would he look? What's more, Ou Mingde, who was discussing cooperation matters, was sitting beside him. This guy is also an old fox who depends on his strength!

Duan Zidai had long been unable to sit still. When he heard his father telling him to go to bid, it was exactly what he wanted. He quickly raised his hand and shouted, "Two million! Two million!"

"Two million and three hundred thousand!" Wu Zhi didn't even blink his eyelids. After shouting the price, he muttered to Fan Wubing, "Just just tied hair, are they all crazy? Judging from their gritted teeth, I guess there isn't much money in their pockets, right?"

"Who knows?" Fan Wubing shook his head and smiled, "There are all groups of second-generation ancestors. Those who really started from scratch have never called for a price from beginning to end."

Fan Wubing had seen the situation on the scene long ago. What he knew was later a climate figure. No one came out to shout at this time, and those who were enthusiastic about being second-generation ancestors who inherited their ancestral property and were accustomed to spending their families. These people will basically decline in a few years. After all, the second-generation ancestors who made money by relying on policies are very limited in ability. Once the social system is relatively fair, those with ideas and ability will stand out and take the lead.

Wealth is only three generations, and we are not wrong at all.

"Two three hundred thousand! Two three hundred thousand! Two three hundred thousand for the first time! Two three hundred thousand for the second time!" The auctioneer was already a little excited at this time, waving the auction squealing there, a little like a cannabis-smoking addict.

Duan Zidai looked at his father hesitantly, wondering if he would continue to take pictures.

Duan Mingli nodded to his son, saying, "You can shout down."

"Two.5 million! Let's pay two.5 million!" Duan Zidai stood up and shouted loudly.

"Wow--" Everyone was excited, and they didn't know how high the price this bunch of hair could be sold.

Fan Wubing looked at the scene and whispered to Wu Zhixiaoji, "Stop when you see it's good. What's the use of your hair?"

Although Xia Xue felt it was a bit regretful that she didn't continue shooting, she was spending money after all, and she had already reached such a high price, so she didn't dare to say anything else.

After hearing Fan Wubing's words, Wu Zhi smiled and shrugged at everyone, threw away the license plate, and said a sarcastic remark, "Two million and five million?! I'm not two hundred and five!"

Duan Zidai took the hair of Hong Kong jade actress Chen Bisong as she wished. When the staff put her hair in a brocade box and delivered it to their table, Duan Zidai suddenly found that everyone around him looked a little despised, as if she was really a prodigal son.

"Damn it! At the time of the auction, didn't you stretch your neck and your eyes to shout for the price? Now you don't have the strength to bid, so you pretend to be b-shaped one by one?!" Duan Zidai felt so depressed.

People are so happy when they take pictures of something, they are like picking up a baby, and they are like a fool being fooled by someone. What's the matter?

The only thing I felt a little comforted was that the owner of this hair seemed to have looked at him twice more.

Despite this, I finally won this item for the old Duan family, and it is probably the most expensive item tonight. So Duan Zidai put the brocade box with Chen Bisong's hair high on top of his head, showed it to everyone, and won a sparse applause.

Duan Zidai looked at Fan Wubing with a provocative look, but found that Wu Zhi Xiaoji, Fan Wubing and others were discussing something. His smiles on his face didn't take it seriously at all, and he felt even more depressed.

But no matter what, I still saved Chen Bisong's hair from the vulgar Japanese.

However, if he had heard the conversation between Wu Zhi Xiaoji and Fan Wubing, he would probably have been so angry that he would have bleeding from his orifices.

"Boss? How did you know that they will definitely compete with us for the filming?" Wu Zhi asked Fan Wubing for advice with a flattering look on his face.

"What's so strange about this?" Fan Wubing glanced at Li Zhuoyu sitting next to him and said with a smile, "Since you know their details from Li Xiansheng, Duan Mingli and Ou Mingde appeared here together, which at least shows one thing. The two parties may be in cooperation in some aspects, and it is very likely that they are under negotiation. Otherwise, there is no need to be so high-profile. Since this is the case, Duan Mingli naturally does not want his face to be wiped out in front of his partners. So, after you have already obtained the title of personal donation first, he has to steal your limelight, right? Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing!"

"The boss is indeed very insightful! I really admire you!" Wu Zhixiaoji was so impressed by Fan Wubing.
Chapter completed!