Sweet spoiled wife: Mr. Fu spoiled his wife too much

Amway, still no one bid.

The fiery atmosphere in the auction hall was nowhere to be seen. Many people were concentrating on appreciating the painting, with undisguised appreciation in their eyes, but no one bid.

The host wiped the cold sweat off his brow without any trace, since the auction has never been failed, he doesn't want to be the first one.

Taking a deep breath, the host resisted the embarrassment, and tried to instigate the atmosphere, unexpectedly with little effect.

The atmosphere in the hall was stagnant and depressing, Gu Jiyuan could hardly sit still, he looked left and right anxiously, his hands tightly clutching the auction cards, the veins on the back of his hands were evident.

Impossible, those people obviously admired the painting, even the people behind him commented on the painting in whispers, their words were full of praise.

But why no one bid?

Gu Jiyuan really couldn't figure out why he didn't bid, but he must not let these few auctions pass.

Once the auction fails, not only will he not get the money, but he will also have to pay the auction house a handling fee of 400 million. All the working capital in his hand will be used to fill in the company's holes. Now he can't get 400 million in cash at all.

Gu Jiyuan took a deep breath, decided to turn passive into active, gritted his teeth, and raised his sign to bid.

The host's mouth was dry, and when he finally saw someone bid, he immediately looked like a hungry wolf who saw meat, his voice trembling with excitement.

"Guest No. 31 bid 500 million yuan, is there any other guest who wants to bid?"

Everyone looked at each other suspiciously, and their gazes fell on Gu Jiyuan, who was bidding, in surprise and astonishment.

"What's the matter with this person? Didn't receive the notice?"

"I don't know, did you not take it seriously?"

"The heart is too big, dare to offend that one? It's too greedy to take advantage of it and not do anything!"

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The whole hall visibly stirred up because of Gu Jiyuan's bid.

The people behind gathered together to whisper and whisper, their voices were too low, Gu Jiyuan could only faintly hear the words "notice", "offend" and "benefit", and a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

Could it be that the reason why no one bids for the painting is because someone is behind the scenes?

He wanted to ask the person next to him, but who knew, just as his eyes fell on that person, that person suddenly got up, as if Gu Jiyuan had a plague on him, and slipped away to the back.

Gu Jiyuan's face hidden behind the mask instantly became extremely gloomy.

There was a rustling sound from the left, and he turned his head. Sure enough, the person sitting on his left also quietly left. He seemed to be isolated by invisible, sitting alone in the middle.

"It's really rare to see Gu Jiyuan's pitiful appearance."

Gu Xiaoman got up and sat down on the sofa again, shaking his feet happily.

Fu Wenyao stretched out his long arms and hugged him into his arms, reminding his smiling little wife.

"If Gu Jiyuan bids, the painting cannot be sold."

"Just get out."

Gu Xiaoman tapped on the iPad indifferently, his eyes filled with sarcasm, "I want to see, in his heart, how much is this painting worth?"

As soon as the words fell, the host's voice sounded so excited that he almost split his fist.

"The guest in Box 9 bids 6000 million!"

The host bowed slightly to the No. 9 box from the air, almost floating in excitement.

Come, come, the boss is finally here!
Also excited was the anxious Gu Jiyuan, the heart he had been carrying had finally come to fruition.

Presumably, the crowd had not bid before, probably because the person in the box had greeted them in advance, and everyone was afraid of offending the person in the box, so they did not dare to bid.

These paintings are completely different from the previous ornaments that can be reproduced at will. This is a peerless masterpiece. The person who painted it has passed away and will never exist again.

Since the person in the box likes it, he must be willing to pay a higher price.

What is a mere 6000 million, [-] million should not be difficult for that person!
It's a big deal, wait until he saves the company, and then apologize to that person.

Gu Jiyuan suppressed the excitement in his heart and resolutely bid again.

Hearing the host's voice, Gu Xiaoman twitched the corners of his lips mockingly, leaned on Fu Wenyao, and lazily added another 500 million to Gu Jiyuan's bid.

After the operation, she directly set the automatic price increase, with an upper limit of [-] million.

After setting up, she threw away the iPad and buried her whole body in Fu Wenyao's arms, her small face rubbing against Fu Wenyao's chest, her voice was low and soft.

"Sir, fishing is so boring."

The little wife's voice was delicate and soft, but Fu Wenyao keenly heard a trace of sadness from it.

He rubbed his little wife's hair comfortingly, and said softly, "Don't be sad."

"No."

Gu Xiaoman shook his head and said in a muffled voice, "I'm just sorry for my mother. I've never seen these paintings before. Gu Jiyuan should have put away all of my mother's valuable things a long time ago. Even these paintings are It was auctioned, and all other things were probably auctioned as well."

"Gu Jiyuan is extremely selfish. He only has money and power in his eyes, and he is not specific about feelings. What do you think my mother saw in him back then?"

For a while, Fu Wenyao was stopped by his little wife.

His parents were in a business marriage, and his parents died early. In his impression, his parents have always treated each other with respect, and they hardly ever hugged him in front of him.

Before he met his little wife, he had never been interested in love and love, and all he saw were women with plans, and he didn't like women even more.

I thought that if there were no accidents in this life, I would probably end up alone, but I didn't expect that God treated him so favorably, allowing him to meet a beautiful wife.

He held his little wife tightly in his arms, and said in silence for a few seconds, "Probably a fan of the authorities."

"Probably so."

"Guest No. 31 bid 9000 million! Does the guest in Box No. 9 continue to bid?"

Hearing the price, Gu Xiaoman sat up straight suddenly, his clear eyes shot out a cold chill.

She deliberately set a price increase of 500 million to 500 million to torture Gu Jiyuan and stimulate Gu Jiyuan to bid.

If she remembered correctly, the price she offered in the last round should be 500 million.

Gu Jiyuan's previous bid was also very cautious, and it was also an increase of 500 million 500 million. Unexpectedly, this time, he directly added 500 million.

She sneered sarcastically, looked back at Fu Wenyao, and said with a smile: "Sir, the fish can't help biting the hook at last."

"Xiao Xiao is very talented."

Fu Wenyao kissed her reddish earlobe in admiration, "Since the fish has already been hooked, this time, why not just pay the price this time."

As he spoke, his slender fingers wrote a number on the palm of his little wife.

Gu Xiaoman folded his palms and motioned Fu Wenyao to look at the iPad screen, the smile in his eyes deepened.

"Coincidentally, I think the same as my husband."