Wang Zijiang was already holding a ball of fire in his heart. When Zheng Yuqun fanned the flames again, his expression became even more ugly... 51o. Isn't it nonsense that you said that a poor teacher is richer than me, a young master Wang?
But what made Wang Zijiang most uncomfortable was that no matter whether he continued to shoot or gave up, it was as disgusting as swallowing a fly.
Keep filming, I am just a poor teacher. You said that you, Mr. Wang, actually bid against a poor teacher. If you can't win, you will lose your status! If you give up, it will be even worse. If word spreads, people will say that you are a king.
The eldest son can't even compete with a poor teacher. Doesn't this make him lose his status?
"One million!" Wang Zijiang finally gritted his teeth secretly, but on the surface he raised his hand casually and shouted "one million."
Wang Zijiang shouted out one million, and there was another uproar in the hall. Most of the people present were just the second generation of rich people and officials who were supported by their parents. For them, one million is really not a small amount. Besides, it is still a small amount.
It’s just a photo of an accessory. If you really plan for such a party like Yue Xiaoyin, it’s a great experience and it’s worth it. After all, living in this world, some money must be spent and cannot be avoided.
It was dropped. But throwing out one million like this would be a bit unfair.
However, seeing that Wang Zijiang didn't even frown, people in the hall still secretly sighed, this Young Master Wang is really rich!
In fact, only Wang Zijiang knew it in his heart, and he also felt distressed. His money did not fall from the sky, but was earned penny by penny.
But it won’t work if it’s not called one million. A poor teacher’s salary was increased by two hundred thousand in one breath. He can’t pay back hundreds of thousands.
"One million, one million already, does this gentleman want to bid more?" the auctioneer said with a somewhat excited expression, but secretly thought in his heart, these rich second-generation *** are rich, and this is worth forty or fifty thousand at most.
The rubies were f**ked for one million. I hope those charitable organizations that do good deeds can really use the money for students in impoverished mountainous areas, and don't f**k use the money to buy rubies by themselves.
Zhang Weidong shrugged his shoulders calmly, indicating that he had given up.
He and Wang Zijiang have no grudges in recent times and have no grudges in the past. It's enough to be willing to give him some money and do more good deeds. Of course, there is no need to fight with him to the end. Besides, if this guy shrinks his head,
I guess there won't be such a good opportunity later.
Seeing Zhang Weidong shoot and leave, as if he was playing with himself, Wang Zijiang almost exploded with anger, and suddenly regretted that he should not show off his strength. But now it was too late to say anything.
Because no one bids for him anymore!
In the end, the auctioneer hammered down the ruby. The ruby belonged to Wang Zijiang, and the price was one million.
A tall waitress wearing a cheongsam carried the ruby on a tray covered with red cloth and brought it to Wang Zijiang.
Wang Zijiang picked up the ruby. Shi Shiran walked towards Yue Xiaoyin with a smile. When he walked up to her, he said very gentlemanly: "Thank you, Miss Yue, for your efforts for students in poor mountainous areas. I don't know if I have the honor to help you."
Put this necklace back on?"
Yue Xiaoyin was originally a somewhat vain woman. When she saw Wang Zijiang buying rubies at a high price in front of so many people and then giving them back to her, she couldn't help but feel very excited and her face turned red.
"It's an honor for me to have Mr. Wang help me put on the necklace." Yue Xiaoyin replied, but when answering this sentence, he glanced at Zhang Weidong subconsciously. I don't know whether it was to demonstrate to him to show off that he had a man chasing him, or to show off to him that he had a man chasing him.
She was worried that Zhang Weidong would look down on her even more because of this.
Wang Zijiang's eyes flashed with displeasure when he saw this, but he still carefully helped Yue Xiaoyin put on the necklace with a smile.
When Wang Zijiang helped Yue Xiaoyin put on the necklace, thunderous applause rang out in the hall. Hong Yong, Awen and other rich second-generation people who played better with Yue Xiaoyin didn't look very good. They thought Yue Xiaoyin was not very good-looking.
Yin is a member of their circle, and Wang Zijiang's behavior makes them lose face.
However, Wang Zijiang was still holding a breath in his heart and wanted to disgust Hong Yong and others, so he pretended not to see the ugly faces of Hong Yong and others. After helping Yue Xiaoyin put on the necklace, he whispered something in her ear from time to time.
Intimate words.
After a while, Zheng Yuqun also came over.
The auction continues, and the auction items are also diverse. There are basketballs signed by Yao Ming donated by sports stars, as well as discs and records signed by entertainment stars like Yang Weiyang, and of course jewelry and other items.
However, most of these items were auctioned off at prices ranging from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands at most, which was much inferior to the previous "sky-high price" of one million. As a result, the entire auction scene was a bit boring and unremarkable.
"What is being auctioned now is a bottle of Bordeaux wine produced by the Castel Company in 1949 donated by Mr. Wang Zijiang. The French Castel Company was founded in Bordeaux, France in 1949 by the four Castel brothers. It is now the largest company in France and the largest in the world.
The second largest wine supplier..." the auctioneer said slowly as he placed a bottle of wine without a label on the auction table.
The bottle of wine donated by Wang Zijiang was like a stone thrown into the calm lake. When the auctioneer began to introduce the bottle of wine on the auction table, the hall that had been calm for a long time finally became commotion again.
"Wow, it turned out to be Bordeaux wine from 1949. Mr. Wang, on behalf of the students in impoverished mountainous areas, thank you for your generous donation." Yue Xiaoyin said excitedly.
"Haha, it's nothing, just a bottle of wine." Wang Zijiang said, squinting at Zhang Weidong with pride as he spoke.
"Zi Jiang, please stop being modest. You can't get hundreds of thousands of Castel wines in 1949." Zheng Yuqun patted Wang Zijiang on the shoulder and said.
Wang Zijiang smiled, neither admitting nor denying, but looked at Zhang Weidong and said: "This little brother is very handsome, I don't know what to call him? I'm so grateful to you just now."
"Zhang Weidong, you were just joining in the fun. I don't dare to compare my wealth with Mr. Wang." Anyway, Wang Zijiang just gave out one million for students in impoverished mountainous areas, and now he has given out such a bottle of valuable wine, just for this,
Zhang Weidong also wanted to give him some face, and smiled when he heard this.
Join in the fun, what qualifications does a poor teacher have to join in the fun with me? Wang Zijiang cursed in his heart, but still had a smile on his face, knowingly asked: "Where, Mr. Zhang is over-prized. By the way, I don't know Mr. Zhang
What industry do you work in?"
The people present were all sensible people. Seeing that Wang Zijiang was asking questions clearly, their expressions became a little complicated. They knew that Wang Zijiang still couldn't hold back the anger in his heart and wanted to step on Zhang Weidong a few times.
"Teacher." Zhang Weidong heard something, but still replied.
"It turns out to be a teacher. Then Teacher Zhang needs to donate a little more tonight. By the way, I wonder what Teacher Zhang donated? If it's a good thing, I don't mind taking pictures again." Wang Zijiang smiled like a smile.
He said quietly, with a trace of ridicule in his tone. At this time, Wang Zijiang's bottle of wine had already been bid at 250,000 yuan, which was the highest bid tonight except for the price of Yue Xiaoyin's ruby.
"It's just a small piece of jade." Zhang Weidong replied lightly, then turned to look at the auctioneer and ignored Wang Zijiang again.
Wang Zijiang's wine was eventually auctioned away for 300,000 yuan, which made Wang Zijiang quite proud. The only thing that made him unhappy was Zhang Weidong's pretty face.
After Wang Zijiang, the hall was dull for a while, until a pair of diamond earrings donated by Bai Jie appeared on the auction table again, and the scene was aroused again.
As soon as Bai Jie's earrings appeared, men began to bid for the price, and the shouts came one after another. Obviously, there were many people in the hall who coveted Bai Jie's beauty and wealth. They all thought that they would follow Wang Zijiang's example and give the earrings back to Bai Jie.
, of course, it would be even better if you could touch her delicate ears and help her put them on yourself.
Bai Jie's earrings were soon called for 150,000 yuan. At this time, the bidding began to gradually subside. When the price reached 250,000 yuan, there were almost no more bids. At this time, Zheng Yuqun suddenly raised his hand and said: "
Three hundred thousand."
Seeing Zheng Yuqun take action and call for 300,000 yuan, the hall suddenly fell silent.
Three hundred thousand is not a small amount, and Zheng Yuqun's father is the powerful deputy mayor of Nanzhou City, the provincial capital. Not everyone has the courage to compete with such a second-generation official.
Zheng Yuqun felt a little proud when he saw that the hall became quiet as soon as he opened his mouth, and turned his gaze provocatively towards Zhang Weidong.
He wanted to see if this teacher dared to challenge him today? It would be best not to challenge him. He would return the earrings to Bai Jie in front of him later. He would be disgusted and disgusted. If he challenged him, hum, Zheng Yuqun
I would like to see how courageous this boy is and how much money he has in his pocket. You must know that there is a wealthy son Wang Zijiang beside him!
When Zheng Yuqun looked at Zhang Weidong, Hong Yong and others also looked at Zhang Weidong.
Looking at Zhang Weidong's thin pretty face, Hong Yong and others couldn't help but feel ashamed. In any case, they could be considered friends now, but they could only watch helplessly as Zhang Weidong was provoked and bullied by Zheng Yuqun.
But there's nothing they can do about it. They don't have as much money as Wang Zijiang next to Zheng Yuqun, and they can't compare with power. Zheng Yuqun's father is the deputy mayor in charge of Nanzhou City's economy. If they stand out, they will not only bring humiliation to themselves,
I'm afraid even the old man in the family will be affected.
Bai Jie also looked at Zhang Weidong. Of course she would not let Zheng Yuqun get his wish. The worst plan was to bid for the earrings herself, but she hoped that Zhang Weidong would come forward to take the pictures of the earrings.
Is the teacher rich? Bai Jie suddenly remembered this serious question.
"One million." Zhang Weidong said calmly.
One million! There was another uproar in the hall. Everyone stared at Zhang Weidong in disbelief. Is this guy crazy? He just had a fight with Wang Zijiang, and now he has a fight with Zheng Yuqun. Are you not pure?
Do you find it impatient to live? Besides, it’s only one million. Wang Zijiang is rich and powerful, so who do you Zhang Weidong have?
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