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86, there are actually 2 million

 The dormitory instantly burst into laughter.

At this time, Ren Le looked back and said strangely: "Where is Wang Fengyuan? Where did he go?"

Looking back, Wang Fengyuan ran away at some point.

Wang Bobo smiled: "I'll send him a WeChat message to ask him, because I like people like him who are tough-talking."

Zou Xiaolong smiled, "I didn't expect it to be so easy, just a dinner."

Wang Bobo laughed again, "Look at your little potential, you now have hundreds of thousands of people."

Everyone laughed after hearing this.

Amidst the laughter, Li Xuehua, who had a cast on his foot in the dormitory next door, was sitting on the bed.

He beat the bed angrily and uttered a national curse.

"I'm super, why are you so lucky and I'm so unlucky?"

When Wang Fengyuan returned to his dormitory, his phone rang several WeChat message notifications.

He saw a pop-up message on the screen from Wang Bo.

I haven’t opened it at all, and I don’t want to open it.

At this time, he took out his mobile phone and opened Yang Zhengyu's live broadcast room.

Auction site.

Wang Yuanqiu rubbed her fingers gently.

She took out her phone to think and sent messages to Yang Zhengyu again and again.

"Brother Yu, when will you take us to pick up leaks?"

Her action of sending the message was seen by Fan Binbin.

"Wow, it's so rare that you actually took the initiative to send him a message."

Wang Yuanqiu looked shy and smiled slightly, "You can all send him messages, but can't I?"

While the two were chatting, a huge cheer came from the venue.

They raised their heads.

The bidding started in the venue, and the starting price of 700,000 has now reached 1 million.

Yang Zhengyu held the microphone with a very confident expression.

"Is there anyone who wants to bid for the first time of 1 million?"

Yang Zhenyu took the microphone and shouted unhurriedly for the third time.

"One million, the third time! Does anyone else bid?"

At this time, the master of ceremonies suddenly raised his hand.

His expression was very exaggerated, and his mouth opened into a big O-shape.

After Yang Zhenyu took over his position, he did not take away his headphones.

His headset can connect to the news coming from the background, and now the background tells him the price of the VIP room on the second floor.

Yang Zhengyu said: "Is anyone bidding?"

The emcee held the microphone and said in a trembling voice: "Someone in the VIP area on the second floor bids 2 million!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the venue.

What the hell is the VIP room on the second floor having a seizure today?

Why are you grabbing every collection?

Could this be a deliberate arrangement by the Zhou family to raise the price?

Many people are murmuring in their hearts and making little calculations.

Some people who knew the inside story murmured: "Jin Laoyi made such a big move."

The price of the newspaper was suddenly raised by 1 million. Who can bear this? There were some people who were interested in the newspaper before, but now they were so scared that they stopped their hands.

2 million far exceeds the value of the collection.

Most people collect in order to make money. In order to compete, people will raise the price in one breath.

It can only be said that the people in the VIP room have this kind of money-making ability.

Zhou Chengshen looked at the second floor with a fearful expression.

Mr. Jin and his granddaughter made it clear that they were here for Yang Zhengyu.

I just don’t understand.

It was reasonable to bid with Yang Zhengyu before.

Why are you paying a high price to buy Yang Zhengyu’s newspapers now?

Could it be that Mr. Jin is trying to win people's hearts?

Zhou Cheng thought deeply and looked at Yang Zhenyu with fear.

If a person is appreciated by Mr. Jin at such a young age, then he must have a bright future.

Yang Zhenyu glanced at the glass window on the second floor.

There must be two pairs of eyes inside the glass window looking at the venue. It seems that Jin Yutong loves to play too much, and this is obviously bought for him to watch.

He smiled and continued: "2 million, this is the first time you have to seize the opportunity. There will be no store like this after passing this village."

There was silence.

People stopped talking.

When the price reaches such a high level, it is like a fight between gods and mortals.

Most people plan to wait and see what happens.

As expected, no one bid again. Yang Zhenyu shouted and picked up the hammer for the third time and hit it hard.

The wooden hammer made a crisp sound when it hit the mat on the table.

Deal!

People applauded instantly in the stadium.

Jin Lurong looked at Jin Yutong and smiled: "I really don't understand you young people. Why spend an extra 1 million? The newspaper is probably only worth 1 million."

Jin Yutong looked excited and said, "He spent more money on the copper mace just now, so I will treat it as paying him back."

Jin Lurong suddenly smiled and said, "You are reasonable. However, it is hard to say whether he can know your painstaking efforts."

Jin Yutong showed a happy expression, "I don't care, if he doesn't know, I'll tell him later."

At the same time, the boys dormitory.

Everyone was staring nervously at the computer screen.

The emcee's voice came from the audio, after the three syllables "2 million" were uttered.

Everyone was stunned for a while.

Someone asked softly: "What did he say?"

On the video screen, Yang Zhenyu repeated, "2 million for the first time!"

Only then did they hear clearly.

The three brothers hugged each other tightly.

There is only one sentence in his mouth.

"We got rich. We got rich."

The other students were dumbfounded, when they just sold 1 million yuan.

None of them believe it yet.

The result turned out to be 2 million.

"Your dormitory wants to treat us to dinner."

"You must not skip the bill."

"Brother Le, Brother Bo, Brother Long, when will you miss your brother?"

The faces of the three brothers in the dormitory were filled with happy expressions.

It's so honorable to hang out with Yang Zhengyu.

And it wasn’t just a few boys who told them.

There have been more girls taking the initiative to chat with them these days.

At this moment, some girls also sent greetings to them on WeChat.

The three brothers wanted to understand the pros and cons, and became more determined to hold Yang Zhengyu's thigh tightly.

Wang Bobo said: "You want to pick up the missing people with Brother Yu, right? Then line up and get a number. There are at least more than 100 numbers in line now."

"Brother Bo, please help us. We have just graduated. Who can't live with money?"

Zou Xiaolong said: "You and Brother Yu don't have a good relationship. What did you do for four years in college? It's too late to think about following Brother Yu now."

He said this so straight that the other boys were speechless.

Ren Le smiled and said, "I'll tell Brother Yu when I see him. It's not necessarily possible. He is a very busy man now."

Ren Le's personality is relatively smooth compared to the other two brothers.

He also does a pretty good job in dealing with people.

I am also very popular in the class.

When the students heard what he said, they all showed excited smiles on their faces.

The live broadcast of the auction officially ended the moment Yang Zhengyu dropped the hammer.

The students chatted for a while and then dispersed.

After people have left.

Wang Bobo asked Ren Le: "What's the matter? Are you really planning to introduce them to Brother Yu?"

"I'm teasing them." Ren Le closed the computer and took out his mobile phone, "Oh, it's really weird. Four Golden Flowers sent me a message."

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