Fame starts with the radio

Chapter 307 No Bid
Whoring Dehuan couldn't talk to the other party, so he could only grit his teeth and sneer in the end.

"Okay, since you've made this word so gaudy, let's auction it off to see if any fool will buy this word! Didn't I just say that? The one with the highest auction price wins!!!"

"Okay, come on then!"

The fat man smiled and made a please gesture.

"You are a guest, first please!"

"No, no, you are the master, so you should invite first."

Prostitute De Huan just said the cruel words, but he immediately coaxed him again, nonsense, at this juncture, whoever auctions first will suffer, you have shown all your cards, won't it be easy for them to win?

"you first!"

"you please!"

"you please!"

……

The two started arguing on stage, and in the end everyone in the audience looked dumbfounded, thinking that they were just confronting each other, how could they be so polite?
Seeing that there is no reason to talk about it, Ling Yun said directly.

"Okay, let's auction it together! Put the two characters together and rotate the bids. Whoever has the highest price wins! I'll be the auctioneer, do you two have any objections?"

Fatty couldn't wait more, whoring Dehuan, Jin Zhizhang and Inoue Ruozhi looked at each other and nodded accordingly.

"That line, the two characters are here. The starting price is 10, and the price can't be lower than 1 each time. The auction is divided into running script and shooting ink. Please clarify which one to bid, and then clarify the price! Of course, regardless of the price, the final auction How much, the final price of the two words needs to be paid by the auctioneer, I announce that the auction will begin!!!"

With a loud shout, this farce officially kicked off.

"I'll offer 100 million yuan to shoot the running script of the prostitute teacher!!!"

As soon as the auction started, a young man in a suit and leather shoes below impatiently stretched out his hand and called out his price.

Studio!
"Damn it, this bastard must be a traitor!"

"Han is a hairy man, he is not a Chinese person at all, you look at him with wicked eyebrows, he is probably a stick."

"It's normal to be entrusted. Now the comparison is who has more money, and whoever has more money can stand. Prostitutes must arrange their own people to auction. Now it's the same as Zha Jinhua. You have to open a card to borrow money. , or you have to kneel and kowtow!"

……

As soon as the start was announced, a young man in a suit and leather shoes under the stage immediately raised his hand and shouted the price. Everyone turned their heads and saw that it was the young man who came with the three of them who had followed the prostitute earlier, and he was also an Asian face. Devils are still sticks.

It stands to reason that he should bid on his own side, but after the young man shouted fake, there was no bid from his side, and a bunch of entrepreneurs invited by Qin Yue before, all of them blinked their eyes at this moment, or simply bowed their heads in silence.

"Strange, there are at least a dozen of these people who are worth tens of billions. Why don't they even shout the price? Aren't they usually patriotic?"

Qin Yue frowned and whispered, but Zhao Kun's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"That's because someone told them all that they are not allowed to bid. Otherwise, why do you think that prostitutes have the confidence to take the initiative to sneak into the fat man's trap? Even if he is dazzled by the fat man's humiliation, it is not that he has no brains at all." .”

"Mr. Zhao? You mean...there are other people behind Prostitution?"

Zhao Kun pointed to the boss in the front row and laughed.

"Do you think that the big boss would come here to meddle in the private fights of people like you when he has nothing to do? If everyone bets on the country and the big boss has to sit in charge himself, isn't he too busy?"

"You mean..."

"I didn't say anything, I just stopped by to go to the bathroom."

Zhao Kun raised the toilet paper in his hand and was about to leave when Qin Yue grabbed him.

"Don't go, Mr. Zhao, you don't want to shoot? This is a national enmity and family hatred. Personal grievances are less important than a feather. I know you are rich, so at least you should shoot a few times."

"Me? Hehe, wait till we finish using the toilet."

Zhao Kun smiled and took the toilet paper and left, muttering as he walked that the environment for shitting in this place is so bad.

After carefully thinking about Zhao Kun's words, Qin Yue suddenly opened his eyes wide, and he instantly understood...

In the current situation, it seems that the fat man and the prostitute are fighting, but in fact it is the auction bidders who are fighting, and it seems that the auctioneers are fighting, but there are two more terrifying and powerful forces fighting behind the scenes. Even... it seems to have risen to the national level now! ! !
Seeing that Zhao Kun had really left, Qin Yue was in a daze when he heard Ling Yun shouting loudly on the stage.

"Have sex a million times!"

"Having sex twice a million times!"

……

Fatty whores happily on the stage showed a sneer, and was about to taunt a few words, but suddenly someone shouted a price from the audience!

"I will bid 1000 million for Mr. Chen Tong's shooting ink!"

Hey!
Everyone exclaimed at the same time, turned their heads together, and saw Qin Yue sitting on the seat carelessly, stretching out his hand and shouting a price!
Hearing the price, Huan was taken aback for a moment, and turned to look at Wakachi Inoue.

"Didn't you say it's already done? Why are there still bids?"

Inoue Ruozhi narrowed his eyes to look at Qin Yue, and shook his head with a smile at the prostitute.

"It doesn't matter. It's just a director from their side who is asking for the price. There won't be much money. The boss has greeted most entrepreneurs in Huaxia with assets of over [-] million. As long as these people don't get involved, we won't lose!!!"

"I hope so, this time I'm betting on our country's reputation!"

……

At this moment, the scene was a bit embarrassing. According to what Ling Yun said, the previous word comparison has changed to a price comparison. No one thought that someone in Huaxia really made an offer, and the person who made the offer was not a financial expert. Boss, this situation surprised everyone.

"I paid 1100 million yuan to shoot the cursive script of the prostitute teacher."

The young man who came before called out again, but Qin Yue followed closely behind and bid again,
"2000 million, shoot ink!"

Then, these two people are like gamblers who have lost their eyes. If you bid a price, he has to bid higher than you.

"2100 million, shoot the prostitute teacher's running script!"

"3000 million! Shoot ink!"

"3100 million, shoot running script!"

"4000 million, shoot ink!"

……

Studio……

"My Cao, this man seems to be the director of the fruit table!"

"I met the three men of China today! Fatty, Ling Yun and Qin Yue! They are all good guys!!!"

"Qin Yue is just a director. Where did he get so much money to auction? It must have been embezzled!"

"Even if you take bribes, you're still a national hero. Look at the entrepreneurs below. They don't even ask for a price. I'm Cao Te!"

"Qin Tai is really good, and now he can bid real gold and silver at the scene, he is a real man!!!"

……

Qin Yue followed closely and clung to the price, and everyone in the audience was so quiet that they didn't even dare to vent their anger.

"5100 million! Cursive script!"

"6000 million, shoot ink!"

"6100 million, running script!"

……

In less than 5 minutes, the price had been photographed at 1 million yuan, and the young man was sweating profusely. He looked at the stands, discussed it carefully with the people around him, and then directly raised the sign.

"1.1 million, whore teacher's running script!"

"2 million! Shoot ink!"

"2.1 million, running script!"

"3 billion!"

……

(End of this chapter)