Compete with your nemesis to be a prodigal

Although everyone present here are all dandies from different families, dandies also have brains. Just now Liao Chen paved the way for a long period. Some people present were very interested in this wine. Now Duan Zhuoheng opened his mouth without thinking, and even a fool can guess Who is interested in wine.

Therefore, those who were eager to try and prepare to bid for a few games quickly gave up their thoughts.

It's not worth fighting with the heir of the Duan family for a bottle of wine.

But although no one was asking for a price, there were a lot of discussions around him. Behind him, Lu Bingwen heard the young master of the Zhang family and the second lady of the Zheng family muttering——

"As soon as Duan San'er bids, no one will follow. It seems that Mr. Liao will definitely make a loss-making business today."

Miss Zheng Er didn't quite understand: "What do you mean, is this wine more than 20 yuan?"

"Of course not." Young Master Zhang lowered his voice, "When this wine appeared on the auction floor more than ten years ago, it sold for a high price of more than 2 euros. It must have appreciated a lot now."

"Tsk tsk, I really can't see it, but paying this little money to make friends with the heir of the Duan family, this business is not a loss at all."

"That's true."

After listening to their exchange, Lu Bingwen raised his eyebrows.

Liao Chen in front saw that no one was shouting again and started to use applause instead of the hammer, and clapped his palms: "20 once!"

Still no bids.

"Four million twice!"

The bottom is still whispering in twos and threes, but still no one bids.

Liao Chen already sighed in his heart, he really wanted to lose money this time, and when he was about to clap for the third time, Lu Bingwen, who had always had a low sense of presence since he just entered the wine room, raised his hand.

Following Liao Chen's line of sight, everyone's eyes turned back again, Lu Bingwen raised his eyes and smiled faintly: "30."

As soon as Lu Bingwen finished shouting, the faces of the people present were all different, and their eyes all drifted towards Duan Zhuoheng in unison, wanting to see his reaction.

But to everyone's disappointment, not only did Duan Zhuoheng's face not have the anger they imagined, but he was very calm, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

In the slightly weird atmosphere, Liao Chen was probably the only one who had a smile on his face.

He knew that Duan Zhuoheng wanted this bottle of wine, and he had also seen Lu Bingwen's extravagance in spending a lot of money. Now that the two are on the same page, he will definitely not be able to lose money in this deal.

Thinking of this, Liao Chen's tone became excited: "Wow, Mr. Lu bid 30 yuan, is there a higher price than 30 yuan!"

Everyone's eyes once again focused on Duan Zhuoheng.

I saw him tilt his head slightly, his gaze fell on Lu Bingwen, and then he shouted, "35."

"35! It seems that Mr. Duan is sure to win. He has already called 35. Is there any more than 30?!"

After Liao Chen finished speaking loudly, Lu Bingwen became everyone's focus again.

"Tch," Lu Bingwen snorted lightly, turned his head to meet Duan Zhuoheng's gaze, and raised his head provocatively: "40!"

"It's 40!" Liao Chen is really a little excited now. Although this wine is not cheap, 40 is far more than its own value.

Duan Zhuoheng naturally knew about this, so Liao Chen was not sure whether he would continue to increase the price.

The crowd watching the excitement under the stage also began to talk about it——

"Seeing that they didn't quarrel just now, I thought they reconciled after Duan Zhuoheng went abroad for a few years, so they were waiting here?"

"These two really love each other and kill each other forever. It's just that Lu Bingwen can afford so much money now?"

"I see Xuan. Some time ago, I heard from my brother that his family's movable and real properties have been seized, and Dong Lu can't even afford to live in a private hospital. Now he may be playing a swollen face to pretend to be fat."

"Oh, but it's understandable for him to do this. It's not right not to fight for steamed buns, but I'm afraid that it will be more embarrassing if I can't get the money later..."

Although they alienated Lu Bingwen after the Lu family went bankrupt, they had known each other since they were young, so they kept their voices down as much as possible when discussing, for fear that he would be embarrassed.

But it's strange to say that sometimes people are very sensitive to receiving news about themselves, and these words still got into Lu Bingwen's ears verbatim.

Heh, he originally thought that if he couldn't get the 50 yuan, he would simply give up on this task, but now it seems that he must get it.

Lu Bingwen couldn't stand the aggressive generals the most, especially when his opponent was Duan Zhuoheng. Looking at the 50 task gold call out system: [If 50 is not enough later, I can use my own money to make up the task, right? 】

own money?

The system's eyes light up, doesn't that mean that there is still a chance to get back the money that was taken away by the host?

Immediately make a decision: [Of course! 】

【That's good. 】

Lu Bingwen felt relieved, leaned back leisurely, and assumed the posture of fighting Duan Zhuoheng to the end: "48."

Still adding!

Liao Chen couldn't hide the smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked at Duan Zhuoheng again full of anticipation: "Is there anyone else?"

Everyone felt that Duan Zhuoheng would raise the price again.

For the same reason as Lu Bingwen, Duan Zhuoheng is also the most vulnerable person, especially in front of his well-known enemy.

So when he shook his head to express his withdrawal, the arena fell into five seconds of silence.

In the end, it was the auctioneer Liao Chen who came back to his senses first, and broke the silence with a high five: "One time for 48! Two times for 48! Three times for 48...deal! Congratulations, Mr. Lu!"

The deal was concluded, and the scene should have been lively and lively, but now the surroundings are terribly cold, and everyone is quietly watching Duan Zhuoheng's movements, not daring to speak out easily.

But Lu Bingwen can't control these.

The moment Liao Chen yelled "Deal", the prompt sound of "Mission Successful" sounded in his mind at the same time.

Lu Bingwen pursed his lips and smiled, and got up directly.

He was sitting against the wall, and if he wanted to go out, he had to pass in front of a few people on the left. Others saw his thoughts and got up to make way.

Except Duan Zhuoheng.

Lu Bingwen passed the position of the two people in the middle and came to Duan Zhuoheng's side. Seeing him sitting like a mountain, he bowed his head impatiently: "Excuse me, please let me go."

Duan Zhuoheng just moved a little, raised his head slightly, but still didn't get up.

Just when everyone held their breath and thought that the two might fight if they didn't agree, Duan Zhuoheng actually laughed.

He asked Lu Bingwen seriously: "Why didn't you just call fifty?"

"what?"

Not only Lu Bingwen and the second-generation ancestors who were waiting to watch the fun were stunned, but even Liao Chen who came to bring wine to Lu Bingwen didn't react for a while.

"Zhuo Heng, what's wrong with you?"

Duan Zhuoheng looked back unhappy and glanced at Liao Chen who appeared out of nowhere, always feeling that what he said seemed to suspect that he was out of his mind.

But when Liao Chen came over, Lu Bingwen was much happier. He didn't need to go to the front to find him, but took out his mobile phone and opened the online banking skillfully.

"Mr. Liao's bank card is the same as before, so I just remit the money directly?"

"Huh? Ah, yes." Liao Chen nodded.

Just then I wanted to ask Lu Bingwen if he wanted to take the wine away now, or send someone to deliver it later.

Suddenly feeling a chill coming from in front of him, Liao Chen subconsciously lowered his head to look for him, and met Duan Zhuo Heng's eyes full of resentment.

Could it be that he blamed himself for not opening the back door for him just now?

Liao Chen was a little confused.

Remembering that he bought this bottle of wine because he wanted to take it home to celebrate the old man's birthday, he had no choice but to suggest: "Well, why don't I let Mr. Cao lead you in and choose another bottle?"

"Forget it," Duan Zhuoheng smiled nonchalantly, "The old man is lying on the bed and can't even sit up. It would be a waste to give him the best wine."

As soon as he finished speaking, there were bursts of gasping sounds from around.

Although Duan Zhuoheng is now in power, old Duan Dong is not dead after all, so he dared to say such a thing directly.

Sure enough, he is a brainless dude who doesn't know the influence of scruples at all.

Lu Bingwen was also a little surprised to hear what he said, and frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything in the end.

After lightly coughing to announce his existence to those who had attracted his attention, he looked at Liao Chen.

"Mr. Liao, I've finished the payment."

Lu Bingwen put the phone in front of his eyes.

Liao Chen glanced at the transfer records on his mobile phone, and nodded: "Well, you can take this wine now or wait for me..."

"Just give it to me."

After Lu Bingwen finished speaking, he lowered his head and looked at Duan Zhuoheng again amidst the surprised or questioning discussions.

This time, Duan Zhuoheng was very tactful, twitched the corner of his mouth, and got up to make way.

Lu Bingwen took the wine that Mr. Cao handed over, and politely nodded to Liao Chen: "Thank you Mr. Liao for cutting your love."

Liao Chen shook his head and smiled without speaking.

Lu Bingwen understood what he meant, so he turned around and smiled lightly: "Thank you, Mr. Duan, too."

"It's the one with the highest price, so you're welcome."

Duan Zhuoheng was a little taller than Lu Bingwen, slightly lowered his head and stared into his eyes, with the usual cynical expression on his face, making it impossible to guess his emotions.

The second generation of nouveau riche who just got up in recent years is Duan Zhuoheng for the first time, but I have learned about this little ancestor's temper from other places, and I know that he is extremely arrogant, and he has always been shunchang in the outside world because of his family background. temperament.

Lu Bingwen snatched his favorite wine in front of so many people. He must be uncomfortable. He was obviously angry when he blocked the road just now. Thank you for the high price", I must hate him in my heart.

The few people who thought they knew Duan Zhuoheng's heart secretly glanced at each other, and decided to vent their anger on his behalf, hoping to leave a name in the heart of the future Patriarch of the Duan family.