She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Manshu, who had been strolling around the marking field for half a circle, sneezed several times in succession.

She had no idea that her uncle was on his way to find her.

What he didn't know was that his uncle was being pursued by someone and was being fed as a gigolo.

Manshu spent half a day picking and recorded more than twenty pieces.

She guessed that many of them might overlap with those chosen by her uncle and his team, so she didn't fill them in on the bid form for the time being.

There were some expensive ones, but with the little money she had, she didn't have enough to pay for them, so she just took note of them and didn't plan to take pictures.

She couldn't come up with the money herself, but the Yan family had enough.

Let Uncle San take the photo. The company will benefit, and she will benefit too.

However, Jiang Xia and Yun Meng looked at it for a long time but still had no idea how to choose the best raw material.

After they were educated by Manshu, they didn't want to bid at all.

The lowest priced one would have to be priced at least ten times higher, and students said they couldn't afford that.

"Now I finally understand that money is not so easy to make. If you have one million, making ten million may be just a matter of buying a piece of raw material, but we have only one thousand, and it is difficult to make a hundred thousand."

Jiang Xia also sighed. He did have some money in his hand, but he didn't dare to gamble it all. What if he lost it all? How would he buy a plane ticket home?

Are you trying to take advantage of Mr. Yan and his team?

That will definitely work. If worst comes to worst, we can still use the children’s team.

But this favor needs to be repaid by his own father, and he would rather do it himself.

Manshu also noticed that the two of them had gone from being very enthusiastic at the beginning to being listless now.

She smiled and said, "Don't worry. The raw materials that can participate in the public auction have been carefully selected, so the price is relatively expensive. But there are still some people who secretly sell all the raw materials for gambling. And those that failed to be bid in the public auction will all be sold. We will go and see when the time comes."

Manshu's voice was low, loud enough for the two of them to hear clearly.

Wu Menggang was still looking disappointed, but now his eyes lit up: "Is the raw material outside expensive?"

Manshu blinked and said, "It depends on the material."

All of them are raw materials and sold by weight, which is actually not too expensive.

But if it is semi-raw material, the price will have to go up.

Also, the materials that are intercepted by the raw material owners at the public auction are definitely of good quality and therefore more expensive.

"Don't worry, you can afford it." Aren't there still some leftovers worth a few hundred yuan each?

This is what Manshu promised.

"I'm not looking to make a big bet, I just want to earn some money for this trip. We're about to start our internship, and it would be embarrassing to ask my family for money."

Wu Meng felt more sorry for Jiang Xia, as most of the expenses for this trip were paid for by Jiang Xia.

As a girlfriend, isn't it natural to feel sorry for your boyfriend?

On the other side, after Song Yun ran away, she went to find her grandfather.

She wanted to complain before her grandfather understood the situation!

In the end, she didn't find her grandfather, and she bumped into a man by chance.

"Miss, are you okay?"

The man was bumped by her and held the person firmly.

There is a certain charm in his voice, which is very pleasant to listen to.

Song Yun, who was about to lose her temper, miraculously suppressed her temper because of this voice. She looked up curiously and met a pair of deep blue eyes.

"I..." Song Yun couldn't help but want to say that she was fine. Facing such a handsome man, she couldn't lose her temper.

Prettier than brother He Yan.

"I think I sprained my ankle." She just bumped into him, but he didn't move at all. She struggled down and her ankle was really sprained.

"Let me see."

Without asking for Song Yun's consent, the man simply squatted down and put his hand on her ankle.