Compete with your nemesis to be a prodigal

Although the only people who can enter the auction are some of the top tycoons in City A, it is clear that passers-by watching from the sidelines are more interested in Lu Bingwen, a well-known rich second generation who has been popular all year round.

Listening to his own name popping up from the crowd from time to time, Lu Bingwen curled his lips, found his seat number in the arena and sat down, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Duan Zhuoheng who was waiting in the underground parking lot.

In order to avoid suspicion outside, even though the two came in the same car, Lu Bingwen decided to enter the arena separately.

Not long after the news was sent, Lu Bingwen heard another commotion from the crowd behind him. Looking back, it was indeed Duan Zhuoheng.

Whether it's the buyers in the venue or the melon-eaters outside, they all have heard about the past of the two, so when they saw Duan Zhuoheng entering the venue, their eyes drifted habitually towards Lu Bingwen in the next second. come over.

In order to prevent revealing his secrets, Lu Bingwen quickly retracted his gaze, pretending to be unfamiliar with him and looked aside, but his left hand on his lap began to subconsciously pull down his sleeve to cover the couple watches of the same style.

While tidying up, I complained to 7436 in my heart: [Oops, I was in a hurry to go out just now, and I forgot to remind Duan Zhuoheng to change the watch! 】

7436 quickly analyzed the eyes of the people around him, and comforted him very firmly: [Host, don't worry, even if they see that you two have the same watch, they will think that you two are really fighting. 】

Lu Bingwen: […]

I don't know if it's intentional or a coincidence, but unlike Lu Bingwen's middle seat number, Duan Zhuoheng's seat number is the middle seat in the first row with the best view, and the people next to him are also the uppermost seats in the circle Several bigwigs or agents.

Before the auction started, some buyers in the back row rushed to the front row with their business cards, and Duan Zhuoheng's place was undoubtedly the most lively.

After Duan Zhuoheng took over Qirun, apart from never being absent from work every day, he hardly participated in any social activities. Therefore, for many small company owners and upstarts whose companies are not large enough to cooperate with Qirun, it is simply a blessing to be able to meet him. It's as difficult as climbing the sky, I finally met here today, of course I can't miss this chance to please.

However, just leaving a business card obviously cannot achieve their goal of establishing a relationship with Duan Zhuoheng and leaving an impression, especially to stand out from so many people rushing to recommend themselves, they must be creative.

Thus, a boss of an Internet company who thought he was smart turned his eyes and thought of a method that could quickly attract Duan Zhuoheng's attention, and he focused on Lu Bingwen.

He raised his hand and called the hostess lady who was handing out brochures, pointing to Lu Bingwen: "That gentleman doesn't seem to have any brochures yet."

Miss Manners was stunned for a moment. Of course she also knew Lu Bingwen's identity. She thought that what was being auctioned today was his former house. He must be more familiar with it than anyone else. Is there any need for an introduction manual?

But the confusion turned into confusion. As a service staff, it is indeed my duty to distribute brochures to every buyer participating in the auction, so I nodded and walked towards Lu Bingwen.

"Sir, do you need an introduction brochure for today's auction item?"

Lu Bingwen was bored playing backgammon with 7436 in his mind to pass the time, when he suddenly heard someone seeing him, he immediately wiped out the board that was about to lose: [Okay, okay, this is a draw, let’s get down to business first! 】

7436: […]

Lu Bingwen who came back to his senses blinked, raised his head and asked, "Miss, what did you just say?"

The hostess also saw that he was in a trance just now, so she didn't care, and continued to pick up the brochure in her hand: "Do you need the brochure for today's auction?"

"Introduction manual?" Lu Bingwen smiled and pointed to his face, "Do you think I need it?"

Miss Manners also smiled, as if she had thought of this situation long ago, she put away the manual and nodded slightly to leave, but before she could turn around, the middle-aged man who had just urged her to come also came over.

"Hey, who did I say? It looks so familiar, isn't this Young Master Lu from Huanyu?"

The man pretended to see him and yelled, wishing to attract everyone's attention. After Lu Bingwen's eyes showed obvious disgust, the man continued to pat the corner of his mouth pretendingly: "Oh, look at me With this mouth, I forgot that Huanyu is no longer here, so I'm really sorry."

"Oh," Lu Bingwen looked up at him, and snorted coldly, "Is that so, if you didn't tell me, I thought you were just taking pleasure in other people's misfortune?"

"How could it be?" The man who was able to hang out in the shopping mall had a thick face, and the man was not at all embarrassed, but raised his voice even harder, "Since Young Master Lu is here, let's not read any brochures at all. Wouldn't it be better to just ask Young Master Lu to give us these houses today?"

As he said that, he still did not forget to send his gaze to Duan Zhuoheng, as if to observe whether he was attracted by the noise he made.

In fact, Duan Zhuoheng had already sounded the tenth alarm in his heart when Miss Manners approached Lu Bingwen. Unfortunately, he remembered Lu Bingwen's instructions before leaving the house. It started to ferment.

Lu Bingwen's appearance at today's auction will definitely attract some gossip, which the two of them had already thought of before they decided to come, but Duan Zhuoheng never thought that there would be someone who didn't know what to do and who would directly come up to provoke him.

When he found out that the other party was looking at him after yin and yang to Lu Bingwen, Duan Zhuoheng understood that he was another idiot who listened to the news on the Internet and tried to win his favor by suppressing Lu Bingwen...

According to his personality, he couldn't bear it, Wei Wei frowned just as he wanted to help Lu Bingwen get ahead, but he gave him a look.

Duan Zhuoheng knew that he didn't want to expose his relationship, even though he was worried, he could only obediently stop getting up.

But in the eyes of others, his reaction like this became admiration and connivance for the middle-aged man. Everyone felt that the middle-aged man found the right way to impress Xiao Duan Dong, and regretted why he didn't do it just now. Thinking about it, I wondered how to add a fire to it.

So, shortly after the middle-aged man asked Lu Bingwen to introduce the house, echoes echoed all around——

"Yes, there is probably no one in the world who knows these houses better than Young Master Lu!"

"Master Lu, why don't you tell us all?"

"That's right, especially the Wangbei Mansion. I heard that since the generation of Master Lu's great-grandfather lived there, Master Bingwen must be very familiar with it. Shall I introduce it to everyone?"

……

At the beginning, Lu Bingwen didn't pay much attention to the chaotic echoes around him, he just thought they were a group of quacking ducks, until someone mentioned the Wangbei Mansion, the old residence of the Lu family, Lu Bingwen's face gradually became gloomy .

"Wangbei Mansion?" Lu Bingwen sneered, and looked at the man with the back of his head who had spoken out with cold eyes, "Even if I introduce you, can you afford those steel coins in your pocket?"

The man with the back is the founder of a logistics company that has just been listed recently. He is indeed a rich man with a net worth of more than one billion, but in today's scene, he is indeed the last wave.

In particular, the starting price of the old house in the Wangbei mansion of the Lu family is more than 5 million yuan, which is equivalent to asking him to spend half of his net worth before buying a house. Although it is not unaffordable, it is indeed a bit reluctant. stuck in his lung tube.

The man with the back of the head claimed to be a respectable person, and was humiliated by Lu Bingwen in front of so many insiders. Of course he was angry. Glaring at him, he said the same thing back to Lu Bingwen: "Then it seems that Young Master Lu is rich? Could it be that he wants to buy the ancestral house back today?"

Who doesn't know that when Huanyu just went bankrupt, the proud young master Lu did not hesitate to put down his figure and borrow money from his former followers. In the eyes of the bosses present, it is very likely that some unscrupulous media made up the news for the sake of exposure.

Even if he really spent so much money at that time, it doesn't mean that he can buy back the ancestral house of Wangbei Mansion today. After all, there is still a qualitative difference between tens of millions and hundreds of millions.

Lu Bingwen smiled, and raised his legs in the eyes of the crowd waiting to watch the excitement: "Yes or no, you will know later? But what I can be sure of now is that you guys, today I'm afraid the medicine came empty-handed and left empty-handed."

When he was speaking, his eyes flicked over the middle-aged man who had just started to step forward and the few other people who had followed suit, and then rolled his eyes.

"you!"

The middle-aged man who came up to pick things up at the beginning was irritated by his glance, thinking that Duan Zhuoheng was a big backer, he gritted his teeth and wanted to do it, but he only lifted his arm halfway, when the gong on the auction stage was suddenly blown away. There was a knock.

The auctioneer who came to the stage at some point nodded his head and reminded: "This auction is about to start, please sit down at the designated seats."

After all, this is an official judicial auction today, and this group of wealthy people has not yet reached the point where they continue to cause trouble here. The middle-aged man can only snort heavily and put his hands back, reluctantly going back together with the people around him. seat.

When the crowd around him slowly dispersed, Lu Bingwen vaguely heard someone talking:

"Why is it ten o'clock in no time? When I came here just now, I checked the time, and it was still nine forty. Is it twenty or ten minutes since I said so few words?"

"Yeah, time does seem to pass a little faster..."

Hearing the voices of the discussion gradually fade away, Lu Bingwen didn't know what to think, and raised his wrist to look at his watch. The pointer was indeed pointing to ten o'clock.

But I don't know why, maybe because I heard those words just now, so now Lu Bingwen looks at the hands on the dial, and he always feels a little weird.