The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

Ye Zhibing stood in the corridor thinking for a while, calmed down, and then walked back to the banquet hall.

As soon as he entered the door, Ye Zhibing immediately saw the beautiful woman in the corridor sitting at a table near the stage, chatting with a middle-aged man in a suit.

Seeing this scene, Ye Zhibing even felt a little jealous of the middle-aged man.

However, Zhou Meiyue had already arrived at this time, she stood up and beckoned Ye Zhibing to sit beside her.

Ye Zhibing put down his resentment towards that beautiful woman, squeezed out a smile, and sat down beside Zhou Meiyue.

Zhou Meiyue found a topic to chat with Ye Zhibing, but Ye Zhibing couldn't concentrate and couldn't help but glance at that beauty from time to time.

Fortunately, Zhou Meiyue was in a good mood today and kept talking non-stop, not noticing the subtle changes in Ye Zhibing's expression.

At seven o'clock, Mr. He yelled "Mr. He is here" along with several bodyguards at the door, and walked in with a smile and cupped hands under the attention of everyone standing up.

Ye Zhibing noticed that Mr. He walked in with Brother Xing.

Brother Xing followed Mr. He closely, looking like an obedient younger brother.

Seeing this, Ye Zhibing couldn't help frowning slightly, feeling a little worried in his heart.

Mr. He walked to the side of the beautiful woman in the corridor and sat down next to the beautiful woman, and everyone also sat down.

A young man in a suit and leather shoes came onto the stage with a microphone and said, "Dear guests, welcome to tonight's banquet. First of all, let us thank Mr. He, he is the host tonight."

Mr. He stood up and bowed slightly in all directions, and everyone applauded to express their gratitude.

When the applause stopped, the young man on the stage continued: "Before the banquet begins, according to Mr. He's proposal, we will hold a small-scale charity auction first, and all the money will be donated to the lonely elderly and poor students in this city. .”

It turned out that there was such a small program, Ye Zhibing stared at the stage to see what they were going to auction.

The young man on the stage smiled and said to the beautiful woman next to Mr. He: "Miss Shen Fei invites you to come on stage."

The beauty stood up with a smile, walked onto the stage, and bowed deeply to everyone.

Only then did Ye Zhibing figure out that this beauty was called Shen Fei.

The young man on the stage introduced: "Dear guests, the beautiful Miss Shen Fei next to me is a master of oil painting and a student of the internationally renowned master Raphael. The flower works auctioned tonight are all masterpieces of Miss Shen Fei. Please join us."

Most of the men below the stage were either rich or expensive, and they applauded desperately at this time.

Shen Fei had to bow again to everyone's support.

After the applause subsided, the young man on the stage said: "The first painting is "The Girl Laundry in the Mountain Stream", please enjoy it."

Following the introduction of the young man on the stage, two hotel waitresses in uniform carried an oil painting to the stage and showed Shen Fei's painting to everyone.

Ye Zhibing didn't know much about oil painting, but just by looking at it a few times, he could tell that the painting was quite powerful.

The young man on the stage and everyone looked at it for a while, and then said: "The auction starts now. The base price of this painting is 1 yuan, and the price increase is [-] plus."

Before he finished speaking, Mr. He stood up and shouted, "I'll pay one hundred thousand."

Everyone was shocked, Mr. He was so domineering, he doubled the price ten times as soon as he made a move.

But no one competed with Mr. He, and everyone knew very well that this was Mr. He's performance, and he was willing to praise Shen Fei, so everyone had to give him face.

Sure enough, the young man on the stage yelled "Is anyone raising the price?" several times, but no one answered, so he happily announced that the painting belonged to Mr. He.

Mr. He smiled all over his face, "Concession and concession."

His bodyguards helped him accept the paintings and recorded the accounts, and the first painting was sold with great merit.

The young man on the stage said: "The second painting is "Eagle in the Clear Sky", please enjoy it."

The second painting was shown, and the young man on the stage said: "The base price of this painting is also 1 yuan. If there are any gentlemen or ladies who are willing to do charity, please bid."

Zhou Meiyue asked Ye Zhibing in a low voice: "Should we give Mr. He a favor?"

Ye Zhibing nodded, "It should."

Zhou Meiyue stood up and bid, "I will offer 10 yuan."

Everyone was excited. The atmosphere of the charity auction tonight was so lively. Both the first painting and the second painting rose tenfold from the beginning, which was an eye-opener.

This time, since Mr. He did not bid, those who were willing also bid one after another, all the way up to 80.

At this price, the scene became deserted, and no one seemed willing to raise the price.

The young man on the stage said, "Is there anyone else raising the price? It's the first time."

No one answered below.

The young man on the stage said: "Anyone else raise the price? The second time."

Still no answer below.

The young man on the stage thought that the matter was settled, and said procedurally: "Is there anyone else raising the price? The third time."

"Yes! One million."

Someone suddenly shouted loudly.

All the people in the room paid attention, and Ye Zhibing noticed that it was Brother Xing who made the bid.

I didn't expect Brother Xing to be so generous.

As soon as Zhou Meiyue saw that he was the enemy, Brother Xing, she wanted to fight, and asked Ye Zhibing's opinion in a low voice: "Mr. Ye, do you think we want to increase the price?"

Ye Zhibing smiled slightly, "Yes. Let me fight him."

Zhou Meiyue hesitated for a moment, "Are you coming?"

"Well, let me come forward."

Zhou Meiyue agreed.

At this time, the young man on the stage had already asked for the third time: "100 million, is there a price increase? The third time."

Ye Zhibing stood up proudly and raised his hand, "Yes, I will offer 200 million."

Now the banquet hall is boiling, and discussions are everywhere.

Mr. He took a look and frowned. He didn't know why Ye Zhibing made such a move.

Brother Xing was furious, he wanted to flatter Mr. He, but now Zi Ye Zhibing doubled the price again, it's up to him to follow.

Shen Fei on the stage recognized that the bidder was the handsome young man who borrowed money from her in the corridor, and she couldn't help being surprised. Does he have such strong financial resources at such a young age?

Looking at Shen Fei's expression, Ye Zhibing felt a little complacent, and the disappointment just now was wiped away.

It seems that having money is really good, it can improve your mood.

Brother Xing hesitated for a moment, and when the young man on the stage asked for the third time, he broke his heart, stood up and shouted fiercely: "I will offer 300 million."

Another uproar.

They looked at Ye Zhibing, then at Brother Xing, and they were happy to continue watching the two of them fight to see who would lose first.

Now it was Ye Zhibing's turn to follow.

Ye Zhibing has already made up his mind, he will take a gamble today, he must win.

"I'll pay 400 million."

After finishing speaking, Ye Zhibing looked at Brother Xing with a smile to see if he would fight or endure.