Under the neon lights, a young man and woman were holding hands and strolling along the roadside. They were Qin Yu and Meng Yao.
After staying at the party in the hotel for a while, Qin Yu and Meng Yao found an excuse to leave. As for Mo Yongxing, some second-generation NC officials were greeting him. They were having a great time and did not notice Qin Yu.
Yu greeted him.
After leaving the hotel, Meng Yao suddenly didn't want to take a taxi back, but wanted to take a walk. Qin Yu naturally had no objection, and the two of them walked southward along the hotel.
"We met in my hometown."
As Qin Yu walked, he told Meng Yao how he met the Mo siblings, but he only briefly mentioned the incident at Tongbo Mountain.
"Yes, I have also heard that sister Yong Xin's mother has a strange disease, but I didn't expect that sister Yong Xin has not given up for so long. Qin Yu, in fact, the person I admired most was sister Yong Xin." Meng Yao finished listening.
Qin Yu looked at Qin Yu and said seriously.
"Oh, why?" Qin Yu stopped and didn't understand why Meng Yao admired Mo Yongxin?
"You don't know the prestige of Sister Yongxin in our circle. Although Sister Yongxin is a girl like me and is only a few years older than me, everyone in the circle knows Sister Yongxin, including my brother.
There, almost most boys have admiration for Sister Xin, but they dare not show it in front of Sister Yongxin."
"Sister Yongxin has a high prestige in the circle. Her words can make my dad and others take them seriously. My dad once said that if sister Yongxin is a boy, then the Mo family can at least go to school again.
With one step, it became the largest family in the country."
"So awesome!"
Qin Yu was secretly surprised by Meng Yao's words. He knew that Mo Yongxin had a high IQ, but he didn't expect that Mo Yongxin was so famous. A third generation of a family could talk to the leaders of the second generation of the family. It seemed that he still underestimated Mo Yong.
Xin's position in the Mo family.
"Yeah, so I remember when I was in high school, I admired sister Yongxin. She was beautiful and smart. I was thinking at the time, I wish I were half as smart as sister Yongxin."
"It's just that since Sister Yongxin's mother got a strange disease, Sister Yongxin has rarely appeared in our circle, and she has become cold and cold. Most people don't have the courage to approach her after just one look at her."
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She married him, but in the past few years, although many people have tried and found some so-called famous doctors or folk remedies, they all failed in the end.
"Ouch!"
Meng Yao was busy talking to Qin Yu and did not pay attention to the sewer in front of him. The heel of his high-heeled shoes got stuck in the water channel. His foot twisted and he fell to the side.
Seeing this, Qin Yu hurriedly supported Meng Yao, eliminating the opportunity for Meng Yao to have close contact with Malu, "What's wrong? Is your foot twisted?"
The brows on Meng Yao's face were knitted together, with a very painful expression. Qin Yu squatted down and looked at Meng Yao's ankle, where there was already a patch of red and swollen skin.
"No, your foot is twisted. I'll take you to the hospital." Qin Yu said with a frown.
"There is no need to go to the hospital. Just go back to the dormitory and apply some safflower oil. This is not a serious injury. Apply some safflower oil and it will be fine in two days."
Meng Yao looked at Qin Yu with a pitiful look on his face and expressed that he did not want to go to the hospital. Qin Yu thought for a moment and finally nodded in agreement. Meng Yao had always hated hospitals, and Qin Yu also knew that during his four years in college, even if he was sick,
, I would rather lie in bed and feel uncomfortable than go to the hospital, not even the infirmary.
Qin Yu didn't know why Meng Yao had been reluctant to go to the hospital. Meng Yao didn't say anything, so he didn't ask. But judging from Meng Yao's appearance, it wasn't that the pain was severe. The twist shouldn't be serious. He must have applied some safflower oil and rested.
It'll be fine in a few days.
"Come up, I'll carry you back."
It was difficult to get a taxi on this section of the road for a while. Qin Yu thought for a moment, bent down, let Meng Yao hug his neck tightly, and climbed on his back, and he carried her back.
"Qin Yu, do you think I'm heavy?" Meng Yao asked with a smile on Qin Yu's back, holding Qin Yu's neck.
"It's quite heavy, like a little fat pig." Qin Yu said with a smile.
"You're just a little fat pig." Meng Yao refused and pinched Qin Yu's ears with one hand. Qin Yu was itchy from Meng Yao's pinch, and he had to clamp Meng Yao's legs with both arms, "Don't move."
What Meng Yao didn't know was that she was moving around on Qin Yu's back, and her soft and elastic breasts were rubbing against Qin Yu's back. Meng Yao didn't notice it, but Qin Yu was distracted.
"Hmph, who told you to call me a little fat pig?" Meng Yao pouted, and then the two dimples at the corners of his mouth were exposed again, and he put his face against Qin Yu's back and hummed his own ditty.
"Remember to spray safflower oil on your ankles when you go up. If it doesn't heal, you must go to the infirmary." Downstairs in the girls' dormitory, the second sister from Meng Yao's dormitory came down to help Meng Yao go upstairs. Qin Yu warned from behind.
"Got it!" Meng Yao turned around and waved to Qin Yu, then entered the dormitory step by step with difficulty and disappeared at the top of the stairs.
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The sun was shining brightly, and NC in June already felt like a stove. Qin Yu did not have dinner with Meng Yao at noon, but came to the school gate alone, where a cool sports car was parked at the school gate, attracting many people.
Few students’ eyes.
In the car, a young man wore sunglasses and put his hands on the car window. His cynical look was quite able to attract the attention of some girls.
"Why does it take so long? Let me tell you, Qin Yu, you have a lot of beauties at Nanjing University. I didn't notice it before, but just now there were quite a few girls who grew up quite well, especially those little white legs, which are so tender."
"Stop talking nonsense, let's go quickly." Qin Yu opened the car door and got in, looking at the slutty Mo Yongxing and said.
"Hey, you just don't understand. Isn't this woman's bare legs exposed in the summer just for us men to see?" Mo Yongxing smacked his lips, glanced at Qin Yu, and saw that Qin Yu ignored his words,
He had no choice but to look away boredly, start the car, and leave the gate of Nanjing University.
"Well, this is the admission ticket. This auction is a jade auction. This is the collection that will be auctioned in this auction."
Mo Yongxing picked up a small album and threw it to Qin Yu. Qin Yu took the album and asked, "Why are you showing me this? We are not going for these auction items, we are just seeing if we can
Just found some traces of the organization behind He Ping."
"You don't understand this. Finding clues is important, but this does not prevent us from taking a look at these collections. The auction company behind this auction is not weak, and there are some good things. If you fancy something
I bought it by the way, since the jade market is so prosperous now, even if I auction it off and leave it for a few years, I won’t lose money if I sell it."
"You, the young master of the Mo family, are so short of money that you want to earn the difference in price?" Qin Yu was confused. No matter how big the price difference is, it will be enough to increase to a million in a few years. This little money should not be used by Mo Yong.
Look at the stars.
"What do you know? The money you earn is yours. You can spend it however you want. There are always many restrictions on how you spend your family's money." Mo Yongxing rolled his eyes at Qin Yu and couldn't explain to this guy.
It seems that he spends money lavishly, and he is not short of money to spend, but this presupposes that his family does not cut off his financial source. When he committed the crime, the old man in the family cut off his financial source. After that,
I have lived in poverty for more than half a year.
The poverty life that Mo Yongxing said was that he could only spend a hundred thousand yuan a month, and he was driving a car while accusing Qin Yu that the old man in the family was unkind. Qin Yu curled his lips after hearing that, one hundred thousand yuan a month
Pocket money is still called poverty. If Mo Yongxing's words were heard by others, Qin Yu could not guarantee that some people would not beat Mo Yongxing because of being stimulated.
"This is it."
The auction was held on a certain floor of a hotel. Qin Yu and Mo Yongxing came to the door of the hotel. After Mo Yongxing showed his admission ticket, a staff member took them to the fourth floor.
Qin Yu has never seen an auction in real life, and he hasn't even watched it much on TV. To be honest, he is not very clear about the rules of the auction.
"88,89, these are our seats."
The layout of the auction was similar to the ones Qin Yu saw on TV. There was a high platform directly in front of it, with a table on it and a red silk cloth covering it. Qin Yu understood that this was used by the auctioneer to display the auction.
For product use.
There were two large LCD screens on both sides of the stage. Mo Yongxing pointed at the screens and introduced to Qin Yu: "These two monitors will be used to enlarge the display of the auction items on the auction stage. Okay.
So that people who come to participate in the auction can see clearly, the pictures that are jumping above are the jade articles that are about to be auctioned this time."
"Then what does this red and yellow sign mean?" Qin Yu found a red and yellow round sign next to his seat, with a number written on it: 88, which is Qin Yu's current position number.
"This is for quoting. Red and yellow will be more conspicuous. After a while, everyone will rely on these two round cards to make quotes. For an auction item, the auctioneer will announce two price increases, such as a piece of jade, which is low.
The price is one million, the yellow sign will increase the price by 100,000, and the red sign will increase the price by 200,000. Anyway, the specific amount represented by one enumeration will be decided by the auctioneer at that time."
"I see." Qin Yu nodded to express his understanding. This auction was a little different from what he saw on TV. On TV, people often quoted a price directly, which obviously did not apply here.
"Those are people who don't understand the common sense of auctions. Most auctions don't offer direct quotations. They increase the price step by step. The auction company is not stupid and will not make less money." Mo Yongxing listened to Qin Yu's talk about direct quotations.