imperfect wedding

Song Qiqi grabbed Su Yi'an, who was wearing a ghostly talisman with an innocent face, and ran to the bathroom to touch up her makeup. When she returned to the venue, the auction had already started.

The host introduced the auction items on the stage, and the people in the audience began to hold up the racket to bid for the auction after he finished speaking.

In order not to attract everyone's attention, Su Yi'an sat quietly on the periphery and watched the auction proceed.

Sure enough, as Song Qiqi said, the people in the audience will not bid fiercely for an item.

Seeing this, Song Qiqi frowned proudly at Su Yi'an, "Look, I'm right."

Su Yi'an also gestured OK to her.

The small actions of the two of them thought that no one else noticed, but in fact, they had long been noticed.

Ever since Wu Jia said that she saw Su Yi'an here, Bai Lu had been paying attention to the surrounding situation as if nothing had happened, until she saw Su Yi'an and Song Qiqi slipping in from the outside, and then grabbed herself skirt.

why?
Why didn't this man die in that car accident?
Why did she appear in front of me again, is she going to take away what belongs to me?
Thinking of Shen Annan who suddenly returned to China recently, Bai Lu felt more and more uneasy.

The collection was auctioned off one by one, and this small auction was coming to an end, but until now there was no work similar to Zheng Cheng's.

Su Yi'an asked suspiciously: "Is your information accurate? Are there really Zheng Cheng's paintings today?"

"It's definitely true."

"But there are no similar works so far?"

"Wait a minute."

Just when Su Yi'an was secretly anxious, an oil painting was brought up on the stage, and the host began to introduce this painting, Song Qiqi's eyes lit up, "This is the painting!"

The painting on the stage is a typical abstract work. It is said to be a portrait of a person but there is no painting of a person at all. The oil paint is smeared on the canvas, which is indescribably beautiful. This is Zheng Cheng's typical technique.

And just as Song Qiqi said, the signature of this painting is not Zheng Cheng, but a very strange name, and the starting price is only 15.

Su Yi'an looked at the people around, seeing that they didn't seem to be interested in this painting, he was greatly relieved, and immediately held up the sign.

"Okay, now someone is bidding, and the bid on the 15th is 16."

Song Qiqi looked at everyone's faces and felt relieved a lot. Being able to buy Zheng Cheng's work for 16 yuan was a huge bargain.

No more bids, no more bids.

Song Qiqi prayed silently in her heart.

However, God obviously didn't take care of her. The host on the stage tapped the small hammer in his hand, and then said: "17, Mr. No. 3 bid 17."

Su Yi'an looked at the position of No. [-], and then raised his sign again.

"Bid 15 million on the 18th."

"Mr. No. 3 has raised the price again, 20!"

Song Qiqi looked at No. 3 who was very interested in this painting, and whispered in Su Yi'an's ear: "You bid 30 directly, and let them know that we are determined to win."

"Increase to 30 all of a sudden?!" Su Yi'an exclaimed softly.

Song Qiqi nodded, anyway, she made money no matter what.

Seeing Song Qiqi's decisive appearance, Su Yi'an had no choice but to nod, gritted his teeth, and directly increased the price by 10!
"30! Miss No. 15 has already bid 30!"

Seeing this way of raising prices, all the people present looked in Su Yi'an's direction in surprise.

There is doubt in the eyes, how can such an unknown painting increase the price so quickly?Since it was a charity dinner, did you shoot casually?
When No. 3 heard Su Yi'an raised the price by [-], he glanced in her direction, and then showed a courteous gesture, indicating that he would no longer follow the price.

Su Yi'an breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled, thanking the other party for stopping.

Everyone present had the ability to spend hundreds of thousands to tens of millions to bid for the auction. The reason why they stopped was because they wanted the beauty of adults.

The host looked at everyone present and saw that no one raised the price, so he dropped another hammer and said loudly, "It's the first time for 30."

Su Yi'an and Song Qiqi waited almost leisurely for the painting to arrive.

"30 million second time!"

"30-50, the lady on the 8th bids 50!"

Just when the host was about to drop the third hammer, Bai Lu in the audience directly bid 50 yuan!
The people in the audience were a little noisy for a moment. I have never seen this kind of banquet rushing to take pictures, and the price is increased every time. What is this all about?Is there anything unusual about this painting?
Su Yi'an and the two of them also didn't expect such a Cheng Yaojin to appear on the way, they looked in Bai Lu's direction, but they didn't recognize her at all.Su Yi'an had no chance to meet Bai Lu before, and Song Qiqi had only seen her trending posts on Weibo, so she didn't feel right at all.

"Who is this person!" Song Qiqi said angrily.

Not only disturbed their good business, but also directly raised the price to 50!
"What now?"

"Price increase!"

The host on stage began to drop the hammer, "50 for the second time!"

Hearing this, Su Yi'an immediately raised the sign in his hand.

"60, Miss No. 15 has bid 60!"

"65, Mr. No. 9 bid 65!"

"70 million!"

"80 million!"

……

Because of the competition between Bai Lu and Su Yi'an, other bidders who didn't intend to participate in the auction also joined in the auction. Although they didn't know what was going on with this painting, just seeing how the two of them raised the price, there must be something wrong with it. reason.

Their actions instead made everyone's enthusiasm for bidding high.

"100 million!!!" The host didn't expect things to develop like this. This painting was originally just an appetizer, but he didn't expect to be able to take pictures from 15 to 100 million in one go. The very rare scene made the host a little excited for a moment, and shouted hoarsely: "Miss No. 15 has bid 100 million!!!"

Everyone present was surprised to see the price displayed on the screen.

Su Yi'an gritted her teeth and held up the racket. 100 million is the most extreme price Song Qiqi said. I hope her action can calm down the other bidders present. After all, she is the first person to bid for this painting. , everyone should be courteous.

This painting has already reached this price, so no one should continue to follow it.

She nervously watched the reactions of everyone present, this was already her limit.

There were a lot of whispers among the crowd, but for a while, no one really made any more bids.

After all, everyone came here with the purpose of meeting friends. Seeing that Su Yi'an really wanted the look of this painting very much, and he didn't want to offend anyone with it, they almost all stopped.

"100 million second time!"

Su Yi'an watched the host's movements nervously, knock quickly, knock quickly!

The two of them watched nervously as the host's arms were raised high, and then—

"150 million!" The host shouted excitedly: "Miss No. 8 bid directly to 150 million!!! Do you guys continue to follow the price!"

how so!
Su Yi'an looked in the direction of Miss No. 8, Bai Lu in shock. When Bai Lu saw her looking over, there was a hint of arrogance in her eyes, and then she turned her head back and stopped looking at her.

"What should I do?" Su Yi'an asked Song Qiqi in a low voice.

Their limit is 100 million, and now the other party directly increases the price to 150 million, and they really have nothing to do.

Song Qiqi looked at the painting on the stage unwillingly, and said, "Forget it, don't force it if you don't have a fate."

"150 million for the second time, will anyone continue to increase the price?!"

Although the host's question was aimed at everyone present, his eyes were actually only on Su Yi'an's position. The bidding started from Su Yi'an, and everyone present could see that Su Yi'an Yi'an really wanted this painting, and in the end it was basically Su Yi'an who was bidding with everyone.

But now, facing the gaze of the host, Su Yi'an shook his head helplessly, expressing that he would not bid again.

Bai Lu smiled slightly, showing a complacent expression, no matter what it was, as long as it could be snatched from Su Yi'an's hands, she would feel happy.

This is all she owes me, obviously she snatched one thing after another from me, I just asked for a little interest.

Seeing that the painting was about to become famous, the host waved his arm, "150 million third—200 million!"

The host waved his arm and shouted hoarsely: "200 million! Mr. No. 2 has bid 200 million! Is there anyone who will continue to follow the price!"

As soon as the host said the words, all the people present were shocked to see the person holding the racket in the front row, and there was still someone bidding at this point!
Who is it!Bai Lu also looked in surprise at the leisurely man holding the racket.

"Ah, it's Ji Chen!" Su Yi'an covered his mouth in surprise when he saw Ji Chen sitting in the first row, "Why is he here?"

"By the way, isn't he also the target of these local tyrants!"

Song Qiqi was right, that's why Ji Chen was invited to this charity dinner.

"Why did he start taking pictures of this painting? Could it be that he also knew that this painting was the work of Zheng Cheng?" Su Yi'an looked at Ji Chen's back in surprise.

Song Qiqi said: "...he saw you just now...he took the picture for you..."

No matter how she thought about it, she felt that this was the truth of the matter.

Su Yi'an: "You mean..."

Song Qiqi nodded.

Su Yi'an suddenly felt that he regretted helping Song Qiqi this favor. The 100 million sent out on Weibo hadn't been figured out yet, so how come another 200 million? !

Song Qiqi said embarrassedly: "Afterwards, I will return the money to you..."

Su Yi'an hurriedly said generously: "No, no, if it's really for me, I'll just give it to you."

"How about that!"

Before Su Yi'an could continue to decline, the host continued to shout: "250 million!!!"

What the hell!

Which 250 is so competitive!

Su Yi'an and Song Qiqi looked at each other, and Qiqi put his gaze on Bai Lu.

Ji Chen was also a little surprised when he heard the host's words, but then he raised his hand and raised the sign, directly doubling the price.

The host watched his movements, took a breath, and said tremblingly: "5, 500 million!"