The rich man: Which little husband of mine

"Nan Jia is so pitiful, luckily she met her sister~"

"Take a seat."

The auction began, and the first item was an ink painting with a starting price of 60.

Feiyu asked in a low voice: "Sister, do you want this?"

"Ah."

She still likes painting very much recently.

The host started to make offers, the competition was fierce, and the price was quickly called up to 200 million.

"300 million."

Feiyu quoted a high price and the scene fell silent.

As long as Zhan Xinyue opens her mouth, no one will raise the price.

She must have the first tasting at the beginning, after all, she wants to warm up the crowd.

In the end, she bought the ink painting for 90 yuan.

Next, Zhan Xinyue mainly looked at what she liked and what others were not very interested in.

She understood that the organizer invited her just to get her to pay more money.

"Do you have anything you like?"

Zhan Xinyue spoke softly.

The mountain cat would definitely not say it on his own initiative. Feiyu thought for a while and said, "If I find someone I like later, I won't be polite to my sister~"

Soon, an emerald necklace was revealed, its emerald green color sparkling under the light.

Feiyu's eyes lit up and he poked Zhan Xinyue: "Sister, this looks good! It matches your custom-made suit perfectly!"

Zhan Xinyue took a look and found it was indeed good.

"I want it."

As the secretary in charge of the class today, Feiyu was about to raise the sign when he heard a voice from the next room, "500 million."

He actually added 200 million directly!

Although there are a lot, compared with Zhan Xinyue, they are not worth mentioning.

Zhan Xinyue raised the corner of her mouth slightly and said softly, "Ten million."

"Ten million!"

There was an uproar at the scene. Spending 10 million yuan on a necklace was really too extravagant.

Feiyu held up the sign proudly.

Humph, don’t you see who has taken a fancy to this set of jewelry!

The person in the next room didn't seem to want to give up and shouted again: "Fifteen million."

Feiyu also raised his eyebrows and slowly raised the sign in his hand, "Twenty million."

This time, the private room next door was completely silent for a moment.

"Twenty-two million."

"thirty million!"

"Thirty-one million."

"Forty million!"

"..."

"...seventy-one million."

"...80 million."

Feiyu was getting more and more anxious as he shouted: "Sister, do you want more?"

"Well, money is not a problem for the things I like. Money can't buy my happiness."

"But......"

Zhan Xinyue knew what he had sensed: "Just keep raising the price and ignore him."

"Ah."

"One hundred million!"

"One hundred million???"

All the guests in the audience took a deep breath again.

This set of jewelry was originally worth at most 2000 million, but now it has risen to million!

And who on earth is so tactless as to dare to snatch from Miss Zhan?

The other party was silent for a moment.

"Two hundred million."

? ? ? ! ! !

Take less? !

"This guy!" Feiyu gnashed his teeth in anger: "Four hundred million!"

As soon as he shouted, Bobcat sweat dropped.

Four hundred million.

He had never seen so much money in his life.

"Four hundred and ten million."

"Five hundred million." Zhan Xinyue's expression remained unchanged as he uttered these words calmly.

Feiyu looked at her in surprise and secretly sighed in his heart that she was worthy of being his sister.

"Five hundred million!"

The people in the next room seemed to be frightened by her aura and finally chose to give up.

“Five hundred million once, five hundred million twice, five hundred million three times, deal!” As the host dropped the hammer, the necklace officially belonged to Zhan Xinyue.

She took the necklace with a smile, and a barely perceptible light flashed in her eyes.

This auction has just begun...

From then on, no matter what Zhan Xinyue auctioned, the people in that box seemed to be against her.

The purpose of deliberately raising the price is to make Zhan Xinyue spend more money.

Although Zhan Xinyue has a lot of money, he is not someone who can be manipulated by others.

The two people argued over several items. In the end, the auction house was afraid of being implicated, so it took the initiative to help Zhan Xinyue check the other party's information.

After checking, my mind was confused.

But he still told Zhan Xinyue.

The staff at the auction house handed Zhan Xinyue a tablet computer.

Above is the registration information for that box.

【Xinyue Zhongshi Group - Deputy General Manager Zhong Youquan. 】

Does Zhong have the right?

It's not that childish.

It looks like that's the person.

"Sister, who is it?"

"Just a childish ghost, don't bother with him, just keep filming."

"Oh."

The next lot to be auctioned is a royal crown passed down from generation to generation, with a starting price of 6 million yuan.

Feiyu obediently raised the number plate, "One billion."

The scene suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at her in shock.

However, the person in the box did not stop and continued to bid.

"1.5 billion!" the voice came through the loudspeaker.

Zhan Xinyue frowned slightly. She didn’t expect the other party to be so persistent.

"Two billion!" she responded without showing any weakness.

"Three billion."

The man's voice sounded a little lazy.

Zhan Xinyue glanced at Feiyu and said, "Stop when it reaches 80 billion."

"Ah?" Feiyu was stunned: "Sister, will the other side follow?"

"Why not?"

This is the product whose price increases the fastest.

Feiyu nodded.

"Four billion."

"five billion!"

"..."

"Eight billion!"

"Nine billion."

"..."

Zhan Xinyue stopped here.

The host looked at her out of habit, and it took him a long time to realize his own rudeness.

"Nine billion, are there any VIPs who want to increase the price?"

"Nine billion first times!"

"Nine billion second time!"

"Nine billion for the third time!"

"Deal, let us congratulate guest No. 006!"

There was applause in the venue.

The people in Box 006 turned pale.

Nine billion.

Why didn't she follow?

He...how could he have nine billion!

At this time, the door of the private room rang, and it was the staff of the auction house.

"Mr. Zhong, your goods are being packed. Would you like to pay by credit card or..."

Zhong Youqian's face turned pale and then red: "Wait a moment."

"Ok."

the other side.

Zhan Xinyue was still sitting lazily when a familiar voice came.

"Zhan Xinyue."

Feiyu and Shanmao turned their heads immediately and saw a man with a feminine appearance and embarrassed look on his face.

Zhan Xinyue raised the corner of her mouth: "What?"

"Don't you want to look back at me now?"

"Weren't you quite enthusiastic in raising the price just now?"

Zhong Youqian's expression froze: "I...you have money anyway, so what's wrong with being more kind?"

Zhan Xinyue laughed out loud: "Whatever."

Then he stopped talking.

Zhong Youqian glanced at the staff member looking at him from behind, and his ears turned red: "Um, can you pay for me?"

"why?"

"Who told you to abandon me?"

Feiyu widened his eyes: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Zhong Youqian glanced at him coldly, full of disdain.

"We are talking, what right do you have to interrupt?"

"You..." Feiyu was speechless for a moment, but thinking that he was already engaged to his sister, he was not willing to be outdone and showed the ring on his hand.

"I'm your sister's fiancé, so what? Am I not qualified?"