Rebirth of the Wealthy Fakes

Song Feile flipped through the invitation lazily, noncommittal.

Instead, the person in charge of the project of this auction laughed and said first, "Actually, the collection this time is really good, Mr. Song may wish to consider it?" After speaking, he took out the collection manual of the auction. The booklet looks very elegant, but it's a little thinner and doesn't seem to have many things.

While flipping through the brochure, Song Feile said with a faint interest, "They are all small things." He has never been very interested in collecting, but this underground auction is really famous on the island. It just so happens that his birthday is held here, and the other party will definitely Send an invitation.

When I flipped through, I found a bunch of bracelets. The style is nothing special, but the color in the picture is very eye-catching, and it is like a flame.

The person in charge of the project saw his eyes fixed on it, and immediately explained, "This is a string of southern red from the Song Dynasty with amber beads, but the amber is just where the Buddha's head is, isn't the color beautiful?"

Song Feile closed the booklet without lifting his eyelids, and said lazily, "I don't like red very much." It felt very hot just looking at it.

The person in charge of the project was choked, and put the brochure and invitation on the table together before politely leaving.

If possible, he would very much like to invite the young heir of the Wang family to attend the auction. Powerful buyers are the main invitations this time, and foreign customers account for the majority this time, so not many are interested in Buddhist beads.

After he left, Song Feile didn't take it seriously, and just flipped through magazines in the lobby of the hotel, until his friend Xi Siyuan, who grew up with him, sat down opposite him and looked at him with a face full of shit. .

Song Feile didn't look up, "Have you eaten too much?"

Xi Siyuan was heartbroken and worried about his friend's future, so he couldn't help but look around, and after confirming that he didn't have any acquaintances, he whispered, "Fei Le, I heard that your grandfather has gone crazy, you need to correct your illegitimate son! Don't you have any ideas?"

"Thoughts?" Song Feile sneered, "Is this person important?" After speaking, he shook his head indifferently.

When Xi Siyuan got off the plane today, he heard a lot of discussions from fellow guests. The hot topic was that Mr. Wang actually allowed an illegitimate child to participate in his grandson's social coming-of-age ceremony on such a formal and grand occasion.

And it was Mrs. Wang's own daughter, Ms. Wang Ya, who personally brought back the illegitimate son and brought him into the Wang family.

Xi Siyuan pondered for a while, and was anxious for Song Feile, "Oh, your uncle is about to change his surname to naturalization, can you have some snacks? Your family's property distribution is going to be reshuffled, okay?" It was all fried outside, and Song Feile still had this picture expression.

Song Feile lowered his eyes and picked up the invitation letter to look at the address. He felt that the name was quite interesting, so he replied casually, "Don't guess what my mother is thinking. Besides, I am not interested in this uncle." He never brought anyone in front of him, so it's not worth mentioning at all. If he remembers his fucking words correctly, it's just a counterfeit to comfort grandpa.

"As for property distribution?" Song Feile smiled, "My grandfather is still alive, and I don't want to rely on anyone to live."

When Xi Siyuan heard this, he immediately patted his buddy on the shoulder proudly, and pulled out the invitation letter from his hand, "Good job! Thankfully, I didn't find the wrong business partner!" After patting his shoulder, he said "Hey", "This auction is very famous! Why do you two go together at night?"

Song Feile yawned, showing a casual expression, "Go back to the room, let's talk about it tonight."

So the two temporarily agreed to meet directly at the auction in the evening. Song Feile was fine at night, so he leisurely appeared at the auction at that point, but it was Xi Siyuan who had something to do and released Song Feile's pigeons halfway.

The person in charge of the project was naturally happy to see him coming, and immediately arranged for him the most secluded location where he could best view the collection.Because it was an underground auction, many people were unwilling to reveal their identities. Song Feile chose the simplest plain white mask, put it on, and leaned against the door frame to play mobile games to while away the time before the opening.

Since there are not many Asians on the island, he is quite eye-catching, and because of his tall stature, there are quite a few foreign girls who strike up a conversation even with a mask on, but he ends up ignoring them all.

Pressing the fingers quickly, just as he was playing vigorously, a hard female voice suddenly came to his ears, "Mr. Pang, do you still want to vomit?"

Then a male responded with a slightly low voice with a little impatience, "You have time to care about me, why don't you think about why you don't change into suitable clothes and come out."

Then there was another voice.

"Boss Pang! He's walking towards us!!!" It was another man with a slightly higher decibel voice.

"President Pang, he has indeed come over." The woman was calm.

Song Feile frowned, this pedestrian is too noisy.

After he followed the sound and looked back, after searching around with his eyes, he found an Asian man who was anxiously choosing a mask. His light honey-colored skin seemed to have a good skin touch. He was quite tall, with sharp-edged and deep facial features , the slightly thick lips are very masculine, Song Feile thought of leopards or wild horses for a moment.

But the expression is impatient...

The other party naturally didn't know that someone was looking at him. After circling his fingers, he, like Song Feile, chose an extremely simple dark silver mask made of pure metal, rough, minimalist, and full of strength.

There were not many Asians on the island, so Song Feile turned his gaze away and returned to his seat.The auction started soon, and the collection began to be auctioned one by one in order. He looked at it lazily, and if he had to say something that was interesting, the string of beads was worth looking at again.

But if you are interested, it's too late. Song Feile looked away from the stage, thinking that if the bead had a different color, he might be more interested.

It is estimated that not many foreigners are interested in this thing, should I shoot it or not?Song Feile was lazy, playing with the price tag in his hand casually.

In the end, what he didn't expect was that someone had been raising cards all the time.

It was at the entrance that I saw the man. After the auctioneer made the first round of quotations, he immediately started raising his placards, and it seemed that he had come prepared.The auctioneer quickly made a second bid, and a woman with blond hair was also very interested in this collection. The two began to bid against each other, and the price went up.

After a stalemate for a while, the blond-haired woman began to hesitate. He noticed that the man tilted his head to the assistant and nodded arrogantly. Even though he was wearing a mask, Song Feile could still imagine the other party's pride from that posture and movement. Sure enough, the assistant gave the man a thumbs up.

Song Feile couldn't help but snorted coldly, he was so proud.A posture that must be won.

It was the first time for the auctioneer to start quoting, and there were people on the scene who wanted to raise their placards, but they didn't raise them in the end, probably because they felt that no matter how high the price was, it was not worth it.

The man was even more proud, for no reason, Song Feile could almost feel the smug laughter under the other's mask.

Almost viciously, he held up the price tag and quoted a double figure.

The person in charge of the project was very happy to see him raising the placard on the spot. The principle of the auction is that the highest price wins, and no one will ask for the price!After giving the auctioneer a wink, the other party immediately changed his strategy, inciting the client, exaggerating the value of the collection while quoting.

In fact, Song Feile wasn't very interested in exaggerating, because after hearing his offer, the man turned his head almost immediately and stared at him angrily.

In the darkness, those eyes were black and bright, staring at him almost made him angry.

Song Feile stood up from his seat, retreated to the end of the venue, leaned against the wall, and then made a gesture to the auctioneer that you should continue.

He didn't know why he raised the sign, probably because he wanted to see the man get angry or get hit.

However, the speed of the other party's bloody attack exceeded his expectations, and the price increase was almost immediate. After the price increase was completed, the other party gave him an obviously provocative look.

Not self-sufficient.

Song Feile under the mask snorted softly, then withdrew his expression, and raised the price again lightly. At this moment, the audience was already in an uproar.

He actually wanted to see if the other party would grit his teeth and follow. After all, he could tell from the other party's behavior that the price at this time had exceeded expectations.

Sure enough, Song Feile vaguely heard the woman next to him whispering advice, "Mr. Pang, your auction price has already exceeded the budget by a lot."

"Shut up!!!!" was already very angry.

After a cold glance in his direction, the man continued to raise his cards, and everyone in the room could tell that this man was here for this bracelet, and he was bound to win it in the first place.

Song Feile's family is rich, so he is not afraid of being burned, and he does not blink his eyes when he raises signs. He discovered that he has a new bad hobby. This hobby is called: seizing people's love.

In the end, when the anger of the man in front was burning to the edge of his clothes even through the mask, he felt that he was in a good mood.

In the end, he won the bid. After all, the price was so much higher, and the auctioneer was the happiest. While making the packaging for him, and handing over the documents for him to sign, his face was full of smiles.

Song Feile's eyes flicked over the document, and then he signed and took the things away. As soon as he walked to the parking lot, he saw three figures with sharp eyes, dodging in the garage, and then Song Feile saw the man explaining something in a low voice.

But what Song Feile didn't expect was that this person dared to rob him directly.

It was the first time he was robbed in such a big life, which was simply new.

"Bastard, dare to fight with me!?" The other party's voice was vicious, and the robber's logic was not concealed at all.

Being so close, Song Feile found that his skin was indeed light honey, not the sun-baked wheat, but the color of honey.

"Boy, uncle didn't mean to trouble you, who told you to take advantage of others, didn't you?" The other party approached him, patted his face on the mask frivolously, and continued boldly, "Zhuzi treats me as I bought it, and you don't have to thank me."

you are welcome?

Song Feile looked into his eyes without changing his face, the arrogance in the other's black pupils almost overflowed, he was clearly thick-skinned without the slightest bit of embarrassment, but after pretending to think about it, he took out a banknote from his pocket.

So Song Feile experienced the feeling of being dumped for the first time in his life.

Even with the mask on, Song Feile could clearly feel that the man's mood improved immediately, as if the corners of his mouth were curled up.It's better to judge the age at a close distance. Song Feile estimates that it's about 27 or [-], and it won't exceed [-] anyway.

The other party seemed to be stunned at him for a moment, then returned to normal, and immediately planned to retreat.

"Your name." Song Feile finally said the first words of this evening.

As a result, the man laughed immediately, the undisguised disdain in his eyes + the inner smile that you are stupid/crazy, which made him look wild.

"My name is your uncle!!! Hahahahaha"

go away...

After the person left, Song Feile took off the mask alone, and moved the wrist that was just restrained. It was easy to resist, but it was more interesting to watch the reaction.

Pulling out the banknote with his fingers and looking at the flamboyant handwriting on it, Song Feile's gaze went straight to the rear of the car, but it was a pity that the man walked too gracefully without looking back.

It took a long time before Song Feile showed a strange and faint smile.

Dare to rob him?

Ha ha.

As for whether it's too bad to clean up or too bad...that's another story later...

The author has something to say: Originally there was a side story about Tang Yan, thanks to Song Gong, he was grounded by his brother, but I didn't want to write it after thinking about it.There is no extra episode, it is officially over.