Although it was just five simple words, in the eyes of the goalkeeper, it was like a bolt from the blue.
Because he knows better than anyone else what these five words mean.
The auction house is a family-run operation and is held in various cities every year. It receives thousands of distinguished guests. In order not to offend any power or nobles, the auction house almost implements unified VIP admission tickets, but when entering
There is a special note on the coupon, which is not unheard of in auction houses.
But every time the person who is specially noted must be a well-known noble in the world of Bafang.
And Han Sanqian's ticket contained exactly this kind of note.
Thinking of this, the goalkeeper's whole face turned pale, and he was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Even if this kind of guest was the patriarch of his own family, he would never dare to offend him, but... But he himself was not only rude to his words.
, even... even humiliated in person.
This...he...what has he done?!
Thinking of this, the goalkeeper staggered backwards in hesitation, and finally sat on the ground listlessly. He even forgot to greet the guests who came after him.
It's over, everything is over, he feels like his world has collapsed.
At this time, Mr. Zhou, as if he didn't know that a disaster was coming, followed Han Sanqian into the venue. He wanted to tear off Han Sanqian's disguised face right away in front of everyone, making him feel ashamed.
Although the auction house looks small from the outside, there is something special inside. It looks like just an ordinary room from the outside, but it is magnificent and magnificent inside, like a palace. It only looks like a hundred square meters from the outside, but there is a football field inside.
size.
When Han Sanqian came in, the entire auction venue was already packed with people. Many guests were sitting together, chatting happily, and discussing tonight's blockbuster transaction.
Han Sanqian casually sat down on an empty seat, and at this time, Mr. Zhou also sat down.
Not long after he sat down, Mr. Zhou suddenly pretended to pinch his nose loudly and said to Bai Ling'er beside him: "Hey, can you smell it? It stinks."
Young Master Zhou deliberately shouted loudly, which immediately attracted the attention of the people around him.
Bai Ling'er also pretended to be uncomfortable, pinched her nose gently, and said funnyly: "Yeah, it really stinks."
After hearing these words, a group of people sniffed themselves involuntarily, for fear that they were talking about themselves.
"It smells like poverty. What the hell is this auction house doing?" Mr. Zhou deliberately looked at Han Sanqian and cursed.
Mr. Zhou's words immediately made the onlookers understand where the stench he mentioned was coming from. Because almost all the people present were wearing luxurious clothes, except Han Sanqian, who was wearing ordinary clothes.
.
For a moment, everyone onlookers sneered at Han Sanqian and stared at him with disgust.
"Stay away from him. It's embarrassing to sit with such a person."
The guests on the other side of Han Sanqian who were closer also quickly moved to the other side, for fear of sitting too close to a plague god like Han Sanqian.
Sometimes, people's words are terrible. Although Han Sanqian didn't smell at all, Master Zhou's voice made everyone stay away from Han Sanqian. At the same time, they were extremely contemptuous, as if they were looking towards Han Sanqian
Three thousand really stinks.
Han Sanqian was a little funny, but his eyes were always fixed on the auction table in the center. Maybe others would be embarrassed by Mr. Zhou's words, or they might become angry, but in Han Sanqian's eyes, it was just the behavior of a clown.
That's all.
At this moment, a middle-aged man in gray plain clothes walked up to the central auction stage: "Welcome to our Xu's auction house No. 7098. I am also honored to be the auctioneer tonight.
Dear VIPs, as usual, without further ado, let me briefly introduce tonight’s auction list.”
"Did you hear about it? Not only are there twenty-four divine objects on display tonight, but there is also a heaven-defying object. I heard that someone found it in an extremely cold place."
"I heard about it, but it's so mysterious that I don't know what it is."
"Yeah, it's quite exciting. Tonight is destined to be a bloody fight, because just in the twenty-four treasures in front, there is a god-level material like Wanku Hanlian, which is a rare occurrence in ten thousand years.
The ultimate all-purpose material, whatever you lack, it can transform into anything."
"Ten Thousand Bitter Cold Lotus? Isn't it? This kind of thing could be a standard king anywhere, but today it can only be reduced to one of the twenty-four treasures?"
"So, the thing that marks the king this time is extremely mysterious. Otherwise, how could there be no empty seats among the tens of thousands of people tonight? After all, the Wanku Hanlian is already the best for those in high positions, but
It’s not even enough to be considered the King of Standards.”
In the front row, several guests were talking quietly.
And their voices are almost also the voices of most of the audience present. Just a Wanku Hanlian is enough to bring tonight's auction to the highest stage, but such things are all sold in the 20s.
Among the four treasures, it is obvious that the last thing that marks the king must be strong and powerful.
The stronger the thing, the more fierce the competition. For everyone, this is a real bloody storm.
Mr. Zhou smiled slightly, patted Bai Ling'er on the shoulder, and said: "Don't worry, the Biaowang tonight must be me. I brought my family's fortune, and there are things like Wanku Hanlian, I will definitely give them to you."
You take it."
After saying that, Commander Zhou quietly took a look at the numbers on his purple spirit stone. Bai Ling'er immediately frowned and said, "Okay, if you help me take the picture, then tonight, my father may
Will go out."
Hearing this, Mr. Zhou suddenly smiled proudly.
At this moment, Han Sanqian suddenly stood up slightly.
"What? Damn you trash, are you so frightened that you want to run away when you hear the competition tonight?" Mr. Zhou mocked coldly at this time.
"Humph, if you can't afford it, don't come here to join in the fun. Even if you sneak in with a ticket, there are some places where you are not qualified and you can't just come in. Otherwise, you will only be embarrassed." Bai Bai
Linger also said coldly.
If Byakugan could kill, she could probably kill Han Sanqian countless times.
Han Sanqian smiled bitterly, ignored the two of them, and walked directly from the aisle to the auction table.
"Hello, I'd like to find your person in charge." Han Sanqian arrived at the auction table and said seriously after the auctioneer came down.
The people who entered the venue were all rich or noble. To Han Sanqian, the auctioneer was very polite: "Hello, distinguished guest, what can I do for you?"
