The big guys think I'm a male fox

"One million deals!"

The hammer sounded, and another exhibit was taken away.

"The jadeite ornament, which symbolizes prosperity and prosperity, has been auctioned for such an auspicious price. I believe this is also a match of fate! Let us congratulate collector No. 26!"

The auctioneer stretched out his hand and pointed to the big screen with enthusiasm, "The next thing I want to show you is the early Qing Dynasty that has been collected by private collectors for many years..."

Bi Shou stared dumbfounded at the green, lifeless stone that was auctioned for a high price of several million.

"Is there anything you like?" Ji Mengzhou leaned over with the exhibit brochure, and asked softly in his ear, "Whoever you like, just tell my brother, I bought it for you and took it home to play."

He got too close, breathing on Bi Shou's side face, Bi Shou turned his face slightly uncomfortably.

"You don't need to buy it." He said, "I have money with me."

This charity gala was hosted by a certain prominent figure in the province, and it was much larger than the earlier reception of Ji Mengzhou's company.

Bi Shou had to change into the dress that Ji Mengzhou had prepared for him early in the morning, and used magic to hide the unhealed scars on his face. For some reason, he was dragged away to put on light makeup, and then dressed up like a doll sent to Ji Mengzhou.

"This is really..."

After a long time no see, Ji Mengzhou was once again shocked by the beauty of the boy in front of him. Standing at the door of the hall, he forgot what he was going to say for a moment.

"Why do you still need to put on makeup?" Bi Shou was not used to the dullness on his face, so he couldn't help but stretch out his hands to scratch.

Ji Mengzhou grabbed the restless little paw and said with a smile: "It happens that there is a friend who is a makeup artist, so let's take care of other people's business."

"Your hair has grown..." He couldn't help reaching out to brush Bishou's bangs, as if he couldn't get enough of them, "It's so pretty."

Ji Mengzhou has always been good at words, and Bi Shou couldn't tell the truth from what he said, so he replied thank you insincerely, which was barely polite.

The so-called charity gala, after entering the door, didn't seem to be much different from the previous reception.

Everyone looked very familiar, toasting and chatting enthusiastically. They didn't sit back in their seats one after another until the auction started.

In Bi Shou's view, the transaction price of each of the several exhibits that have been exhibited is quite unimaginable.

But the men and women present didn't seem to think there was any problem. Thinking about it, those prices that Bi Shou thought were too expensive, in their eyes, might be just a small expense for fun.

Bi Shouzheng watched from ear to ear, and felt that the phone in his pocket seemed to vibrate.

"No drinking." Yin Bin, who was in Yongquan, sent a message.

"Abiding (≧?≦)?" Bi Shou replied.

Yin Bin left Xu Da to go back to Biancheng earlier and owed a favor. At this time, Yin Bin is strengthening the security system for Xu Da in Yongquan, and he won't be able to come back for a while.

He had a very bad impression of Ji Mengzhou, and he was not too happy about Bi Shou accepting his invitation. He still didn't forget to send a message to warn him when he was away, and he didn't know what he was worried about.

"Girlfriend?" Ji Mengzhou moved closer to look at his phone without any doubt, "Are you in a relationship?"

"No...no..." Bi Shou didn't know whether Yin Bin could be regarded as his "girlfriend", and felt a little embarrassed, so he put away his phone and didn't let him see it.

Ji Mengzhou didn't gossip too much, and turned the topic back to the exhibits: "Wow, this painting is really amazing. It is said to be the authentic work of Huang Gongwang, but it's a pity to match the common people here."

Bi Shou couldn't read any famous paintings, and he didn't know who Huang Gongwang was.Although he has studied very hard, his cultural level has not improved. Hearing what Ji Mengzhou said, he suddenly felt that he was also a layman, and he was very embarrassed.

Because the painting is an authentic work by a famous artist, the starting price is 1000 million.

"300 million!"

"500 million!"

Immediately, there were people scrambling to raise the price, one higher than the other, the competition was quite fierce.

"2000 million!" Ji Mengzhou also raised his number plate.

"Ah?!" Bi Shou was stunned.

"I'll give it to you after taking the photo..." Ji Mengzhou looked at the exhibits in front of him and said with determination, "Famous paintings should be accompanied by beauties, and should not be left in the hands of others."

"No!" Bi Shou hurriedly grabbed his hand, "I don't want it! I can't understand it at all! It's too expensive! Don't buy it for me!"

"Do good deeds..." Ji Mengzhou continued to quote without batting an eyelid, "3000 million!"

"Ah!!" A lot of money!

Bi Shou didn't know what kind of madness he was doing, and took away his number plate forcefully: "I'm angry if you shoot again!"

"Okay." Ji Mengzhou raised his hands in surrender, "Okay."

Fortunately, there was someone on the field who wanted the painting more than him, and the painting was finally taken home by another person for 600 million yuan.

Bi Shou was frightened into a cold sweat.

More than 3000 million, how much money that people can't earn in a few lifetimes, just use it to buy things and give them away so casually.

This Ji Mengzhou is also a bit crazy.

Ji Mengzhou himself didn't think there was anything wrong, and he was even a little innocent: "Then tell me which one you like, if you don't tell me, I can only take pictures of what I like and give it to you."

"I said it all! I don't want you to send it!"

Bi Shou was so angry that he bared his teeth at him, Ji Mengzhou seemed to have just understood what he meant, touched his nose, and smiled: "There are so many people who say no, but you are the only one who really doesn't want it."

"I brought my own money!" Bi Shou patted the small backpack on his knee again emphatically, it was the only thing he insisted on bringing.

"Okay, okay, I know you are rich." Ji Mengzhou patted his little head, as if teasing a child.

"Crack."

The camera quietly captured the intimacy of the two, one angry and the other doting. Someone suppressed a smile and sent the photo to a certain number.

Yin Bin, who was far away in Yongquan, had just finished sending messages with Bi Shou, and not long after he received such a photo, before he could figure out who he should be angry with, his face was already dark enough to scare the people around him.

"What do you mean?" He replied a message to the man who obviously had malicious intentions, and even gloated about sending photos to himself.

"I always feel that I shouldn't be the only one who is upset." It was written on the message from the opposite side.

The waiter took the sign representing the exhibit and sent it to the man who was sending the message: "Mr. Yu, please sign it."

"About the painting you just took, I don't know how you plan to arrange it? Our company has special protection devices and security personnel, and can deliver the painting to any place you specify."

"Ah..." Yu Feng seemed to have forgotten what he had just photographed. He pondered for a moment, and suddenly smiled at the waiter, "Then I will trouble you, and send the painting to the most beautiful one on the third table from the front." In the hands of the little brother."