The appearance of Yang Ting and Jiang Siyin made the atmosphere suddenly tense.
Shen Jing looked at the two people around him, frowned, and wondered if coming to participate in the auction tonight was the wrong choice.
"Young Master Jiang, is your face feeling better? I'm really sorry. I was so angry when I got up in the morning and I struck a bit harshly. Next time you come here, choose a better time. Maybe I'm in a good mood and I'll strike harder. Much lighter.
Mo Wen didn't seem to feel the tense atmosphere at all. He looked at the wounded and sick beside him with a smile, and stretched out a hand to pat Jiang Siyin on the shoulder, as if the two were good buddies.
Mo Wen's slap didn't matter, but Jiang Siyin was startled, his body trembled, and he almost slipped under the chair. He thought Mo Wen was going to beat him again, but he could still remember what happened in the morning.
"Don't use your hands and feet, boy, please remember, I will let you know what regret is sooner or later."
After realizing that he had lost his composure, Jiang Siyin's old face turned red and he glared at Mo Wen in anger, with a sinister look in his eyes.
"Brother, you are still not calm enough. In such a serious situation, how can you speak so childishly and without any adult bearing? No wonder my wife treats you as a wishful thinking toad. One word - yes!"
Mo Wen continued to pat Jiang Siyin on the shoulder and said with a serious look.
"Fuck you."
Jiang Siyin couldn't bear it any longer. Anger arose in his heart and evil grew in his courage. He seemed to be no longer afraid of Mo Wen's fierce power. He couldn't bear it any more, so he raised his fist and punched Mo Wen in the face.
However, I don't know if Jiang Siyin used too much force or was too angry, causing his body to lose balance when he punched. Not only did he miss Mo Wen, but he stumbled and fell to the ground with a thud, face down. There was a heavy "kiss" with the ground, and it lay on the ground like a dead dog for a long time without getting up.
"Young Master Jiang, I'm excited. If you have anything to say, please tell me. I just said you weren't calm enough. Why are you so uncalm? Did you feel any pain from the fall? Are you still alive?"
Mo Wen kicked Jiang Siyin who was lying at his feet and said calmly.
"Don't ask...you and I...are incompatible with each other..."
Jiang Siyin slowly got up from the ground, his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, as if he could spit out flames. Two nosebleeds flowed out of his face, and it was disgusting, and he looked very embarrassed.
"Young Master Jiang, please pay attention to your image. You look so inhuman. Be careful when the security guards ask you out."
Mo Wen’s “kindness” reminded.
Shen Jing looked at Jiang Siyin's embarrassed appearance and wanted to laugh, but he held back his laughter. His big eyes turned white and Mo Wen glanced at him, this guy's mouth was so irritating.
"idiot!"
Yang Ting looked ugly and cursed secretly in her heart. It was simply a shame to cooperate with such an idiot. Not to mention Jiang Siyin herself, even she felt ashamed. She really didn't know whether it was right or wrong to cooperate with this idiot.
"Case?"
Mo Wen took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, handed it to Jiang Siyin, looked at him and asked.
There was blood on Jiang Siyin's face, and he instinctively reached out to take it, but Mo Wen shrank his hand and took the tissue back, then took out one from it and handed it to Jiang Siyin.
"Brother, don't mind. You also know that I don't know each other well. I'm afraid you won't return it to me after using it." Mo Wen said with a smile.
"Don't ask..."
Jiang Siyin clenched his fists tightly and gritted his teeth, wishing he could pounce on Mo Wen and bite him; without paying attention, he fell into Mo Wen's trap again.
The corner of Yang Ting's mouth twitched. At least Mo Wen said one thing correctly. This Jiang Siyin is really a fool.
"Don't ask, you will regret it, you will definitely..."
Jiang Siyin wiped off the blood on his face with his sleeves, suppressed his anger and sat down again, and ignored Mo Wen; because he knew that if he caused trouble at the auction, he would definitely be asked out by the security guards.
"Idiot!" Mo Wen smiled and shook his head.
Jiang Siyin gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to kill, knowing that he could not lose his mind at this time.
After another half-quarter of an hour, there were more and more people in the auditorium, and about 80% of the seats were occupied. The more people there were, the quieter the auditorium became. The people who came to participate in the auction were all people with a certain status.
, knowing that you should pay attention to your image in public places, even if you talk, your voice will be deliberately lowered.
A host appeared on the high platform in front, and after giving a concise and concise speech, the auction was officially held.
As for what the host said, Mo Wen still doesn’t understand it. It was said earlier that this auction is a charity auction, and part of the handling fees will be used for charity, but it did not name the target of the charity.
, and it also did not say how much of the handling fees will be used for charity.
In short, it is vague from beginning to end. I am afraid that the charity auction is fake and the commercial auction is real. It is a typical example of selling dog meat over sheep's heads.
The auctioneer is a white woman in her thirties, with a plump figure and beautiful appearance. Especially her voice, which is soft and charming, makes people involuntarily expand their blood, causing many people to spend a lot of money on a whim.
There are many things at the auction, all kinds of things, generally divided into antiques, jewelry, calligraphy and paintings... all of them are valuable objects, with both appreciation and collection value.
"It's actually a painting by Leonardo da Vinci."
Shen Jing looked at the ancient paintings on the booth, with a flash of surprise in his eyes. Today, each of Leonardo da Vinci's paintings is priceless, and has risen to the level of cultural relics. It is almost impossible to put them up for auction; this auction
Actually, something like this can appear. Is it genuine or fake?
"All the items in this auction have been cross-appraised by several top appraisers. There is no possibility of fakes."
Yang Ting seemed to notice Shen Jing's doubts, a mocking smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she raised her chin slightly, as if she was superior to others. She knew far more about such an occasion than Shen Jing. It can be said that she appeared on the Sword with the purpose of
Not for traveling, but for this auction.
This auction has a history of several decades and is only held once every three years. It has never had any credibility problems. This is why it attracts so many wealthy people.
It is said that anything can appear at this auction. What you think is the most unlikely thing may appear in front of you in the next moment. To exaggerate, even if a ** appears at the auction, it is not impossible.
things.
"Actually auctioning cultural relics." A flash of thought flashed in Shen Jing's eyes.
"Shen Jing, are you interested in this painting? How about taking a photo of it? This is worth a lot of money. Not only did you do charity by taking the photo, you also got a treasure painting."
Yang Ting rolled her eyes and instigated. The starting price of the Leonardo da Vinci painting was as high as 30 million U.S. dollars. If someone were to fight for it, it would cost at least 50 million U.S. dollars. If she wanted to take the picture, it would be too much. You must think about it. With Shen Jing's worth, I am afraid that I can barely capture this painting only if I go all out.
Shen Jing ignored Yang Ting and ignored her, as if he didn't hear her at all.
"Poor guy." Yang Ting snorted coldly and said with unabashed ridicule.
"Woman, be careful what you say."
Mo Wen raised his eyebrows. This was the second time he had spoken to Yang Ting like this. Although he had no interest in arguing with a woman, she targeted Shen Jing again and again, so it was impossible for him to turn a blind eye. Shen Jing might not Care, but he cares.
"What's wrong with what I said? Aren't others allowed to tell the truth? You are just poor and a poor man. Don't ask, you are also a poor man. Don't take yourself too seriously. Who doesn't know that you are a pretty boy? You don't pretend to be doing anything. What 13."
Yang Ting was furious. This poor boy actually dared to threaten her again and again. He really took himself seriously. He thought he was someone. If he were in the magic city, she would deal with him in a minute.
"Don't ask, she's just a crazy woman, we don't have the same experience as her."
Shen Jing held Mo Wen's hand, not wanting him to quarrel with Yang Ting anymore. Although this Yang Ting was of low character, her family was indeed rich, far beyond their comparison. She didn't want to say more on this point; after all, the world was full of laughter. Poor people don't laugh at prostitution. There are too many scoundrels like Yang Ting.
Mo Wen glanced at Yang Ting, a cold light flashed in his eyes, but in the end he did nothing and turned his head to ignore her.
"You still don't admit it when you're poor, it's just a painting, I'll take a photo of it and show it to you."
Yang Ting curled her lips, glanced at Shen Jing and Mo Wen disdainfully, held the quotation device in her hand, and started bidding on the painting. Originally she didn't want to compete for the painting, but now she was determined to win it. Come down and slap Shen Jing hard on the face.
"Ms. Yang's family is extremely wealthy, and she is indeed very arrogant, far beyond the comparison of some people..."
Jiang Siyin naturally would not let go of the opportunity to add insult to injury at this time. He praised Yang Ting for how rich and heroic she was, in order to highlight the "poverty" of some people. He deserved to spare no effort to attack Mo Wen and Shen Jing. Since he broke up with Shen Jing If he loses his face, then he will no longer care about face and image. Sooner or later, this woman will fall back into his hands one day.
"No one can laugh at you, even if the ridicule is insignificant to you, because you are the woman I don't care about."
Mo Wen took Shen Jing's hand, put it against her white earlobe, and spoke softly.
Shen Jing's face was slightly red, Mo Wen actually made such an erotic move in public, but Mo Wen's words made her feel warm. Although this man was very bad, domineering, and unreasonable, he had I really cared about her at that time.
"You'd better have that ability first before you say such big words, but I'm willing to...wait for you..."
Shen Jing's cheeks turned red, her head lowered, and her voice became softer and softer.
"Remember, you don't have to wait for the future. I will protect you every moment. Even if I really don't have the ability, I will try my best to do that."
Mo Wen said softly, the more he got along with Shen Jing, the more he discovered the beauty and purity of this woman's soul, and the more he was moved. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to (.) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. , your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m.. to read.)