The max-level host dominates the world with a weak system

"Sign it."

The hands stretched out have clear finger bones, are very beautiful, and are also very slender.

But Xu Wanwan had no energy to observe Wen Xichen's fingers now.

Her face turned pale and she hesitated to take the paper in his hand.

As confident as Xu Wanwan, she never thought that one day Wen Xichen would dislike her, let alone that he would be so heartless that he would go to the housekeeper to get an agreement for her to sign.

Seeing Xu Wanwan's inner struggle and hesitation, Wen Xichen chuckled, a little seductive and narrow-minded.

"good."

Xu Wanwan knew that Wen Xichen's voice had always sounded nice, just like all things growing freely, but he was used to being loud and unrestrained. Unlike now, his voice was neither loud nor quiet, low, like a closed and warm glass. Cover, with a little coaxing.

Xu Wanwan lowered her head unconsciously, her face was burning, and even her breath was hot.

Seeing that her attention was diverted, Wen Xichen stretched out his "sinful" finger and guided her step by step to sign the agreement.

If Xu Wanwan had a clear mind and could take a closer look, he would find that they were all filled with unequal treaties.

After handing the agreement to the housekeeper, he still looked very relaxed and said casually: "The housekeeper sees off the guests, and no one is allowed to let her in in the future."

Xu Wanwan opened her mouth blankly and asked doubtfully: "Hmm...?"

The corners of Wen Xichen's lips were slightly raised, and he tilted his head playfully to look at Xu Wanwan and said, "Goodbye, Miss Xu, oh, I said it wrong, it means never again."

After sending Xu Wanwan away who looked confused, Mr. Wen slowly walked in from the back door with a cane in hand.

He looked at Wen Xichen carefully, as if he was looking at some strange species.

Wen Xichen's whole body became hairy when he was seen by Mr. Wen.

Is this old man suddenly suffering from Alzheimer's disease?

Seeing Wen Xichen looking restless, Mr. Wen felt like laughing inexplicably. He cleared his throat and said proudly: "Let me tell you, how can any child of the Wen family be stupid?"

Faced with Mr. Wen's sudden emotion, Wen Xichen paused slightly, and then a little smile appeared in his dark eyes.

Sorry, your grandson is really stupid.

…………Dividing line…………

The cool and stunning handsome guy: Mr. Wen, come out and play. There will be an auction today. I heard they are going to auction a "once-in-a-hundred-year" treasure.

Wen:Wait for me.

The hall was dark, and the light was completely blocked by thick ornate blackout curtains.

"Snapped--!"

The lights were turned on, and the dark gray marble floor reflected the chandelier and crystal lamp, which was cold and bright.

The seats in the hall were filled with all kinds of people, holding signs and looking serious.

Wen Xichen sat in the first row, with her long legs crossed and leaning back on the chair with a leisurely expression. Her whole person was incompatible with this dignified and gorgeous hall.

After a while, the male host gracefully walked onto the stage.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to..."

After the host finished reading a long opening statement, he finally returned to the topic. The first thing he launched was a necklace worn by a princess, with a starting price of 300 million.

Everyone raised the signs in their hands.

"920, once."

"920, twice."

"Nine hundred..."

"3000."

Just when the host was about to hammer down, a voice suddenly came out.

His voice was casual and not serious, but it also carried a magnetic and intimidating force.