Bad Master: Disciple, don't make trouble, you are pregnant!

"Ten gold coins!"

"Ten pieces!"

Lu Shilong, who was busy lingering with the maid, didn't seem to hear the auctioneer's shout clearly, nor did he care about the surprise and sigh of everyone in the hall.

At this moment, he was hugging the maid, enjoying the unique warmth and softness.

But it wasn't that he didn't notice the slightly weird voices of the crowd. He raised his head slightly, glanced at the straight servant standing beside him, and noticed that even the subordinate had disbelief written on his face.

Lu Shilong couldn't help frowning, and asked impatiently:
"What is the bid for that surname Wei? What are these uninformed guys calling?"

"Master... ten gold plates... ten..."

The subordinate licked his mouth, ten gold plates were money that he couldn't even imagine.

He spends a lot of money every day, and he can get one gold plate, and what he gets is one hundred silver plates, because with his status, he is not allowed to own gold plates at all.

Ten gold plates, to him, were too many to count.

After listening, Lu Shilong snorted subconsciously, and said disdainfully:
"Ten gold plates, isn't it ten? Look at you..."

"Wait, how much did you say? How much is the bid of the surname Wei?"

His pupils trembled, and he once wondered if there was something wrong with his ears, whether he heard it wrong.

The subordinate swallowed his saliva and replied very seriously:
"Master, you heard correctly, ten... ten gold plates!"

"...I'm so..."

People are stupid.

Lu Shilong left the maid in his arms, and sat on the chair in a daze, as if his soul had been taken away from him.

At this moment, it is difficult for him to accept and understand.

The one surnamed Wei, just looks a little better, and looks like a bird who is a master of Taoism, why did he get ten gold plates as soon as he made a move?
Are you kidding me?

My old man has been busy for a year, and he has to live and die to earn more than a dozen gold coins.

How could that kid take out so much in one shot?
What a joke!
Where does he have so much money?

impossible!
fake.

Must be fake.

He was bluffing.

Ha ha.

Nonsense.

Totally rip off.

I see how he took out so much money when he waited for the delivery?

boom!
In the hall, the final word was reached.

The auctioneer announced in an extremely high-pitched voice that the auction item was bid by Mr. Wei, and the bid was successful.

Everyone couldn't help but stare wide-eyed, just feeling incredible.

Ten gold plates.

I bought a wine gourd with no eggs.

But at this moment, everyone will not say anything stupid, let alone despise.

For rich people, if the bid is within the recognition range of everyone, they will think that the bidder is a fool with a lot of money.

But when the price reaches a certain height, it is completely beyond their understanding.

Everyone will no longer make any sound.

Because people always have fear and awe for the unknown.

The same goes for money.

Then, the bidding price of ten gold coins shocked the owner.

Not long after, an old man dressed in simple but elegant style walked into the upper floor.

When he came, he still did not forget to say hello to Lu Shilong who was full of astonishment and whose mouth seemed to be unable to close. Then he went straight to me, Canglan, and bowed his hands:

"My boss, Han Qingyun, you can be called Lao Han. I don't know Mr. Wei's name, can you tell me?"

Wei Canglan didn't want to reveal his name, so he could only use the name of his previous life as an excuse:

"I'm with Wei Zhe."

Zhuge Linglong beside him smiled brightly and didn't say anything unnecessary.

"Okay, Mr. Wei, you won the auction with the price of ten gold plates."

"It's not that the old man doesn't trust your financial strength, but there are rules for selling the bank. Although there is no need to invest now, the old man should check whether you really have these ten coins in your pocket..."

Wei Canglan nodded, not at all disgusted with his approach. After all, he is a businessman, and with such a high bidding price, he should be careful to sail for thousands of years.

So he turned the finger on his thumb, and a faint halo flickered.

Immediately, ten money vouchers were revealed in his hand.

Old Han's eyes were vicious, and he knew at a glance that it was a certificate produced by a bank related to Cangxingmen.

His attitude was a little more respectful again, and his already stooped body looked like a hunchback because of bending over at this moment.

Wei Canglan got up symbolically, gave a little support, and then said:

"Mr. Han, this seat... I want to pay and leave now, is that okay?"

"It's a big deal!"

Lao Han is a sensible person.

This Mr. Wei is rich, and he speaks and does things happily. As the owner, he can certainly make an exception and let him pay for the delivery before the auction is over.

Avoid long nights of dreams.

Ten gold plates, that's not a small amount, if they are placed in the court, if they are escorted, they need to be escorted by high-grade warrior monks.

Therefore, this matter must be resolved as soon as possible.

"Young Master Wei, please follow me."

As he said that, Lao Han made a "please" gesture and stepped aside at the same time.

Wei Canglan stood up, raised his eyebrows, and signaled Zhuge Linglong to follow. Wei Xiaohua, who had been quiet and insignificant at his feet, also woke up from a deep sleep and quickly followed the master's footsteps.

But after walking a few steps, Wei Canglan suddenly turned around, took out a few silver plates from the ring, came to the maid, grabbed her hand, and put the silver coins in the other's palm.

"Thanks for your hard work."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left with Zhuge Linglong and Wei Xiaohua.

The maid looked at the silver coin in her hand in disbelief, and then looked at her boss, Lao Han.

The old man smiled very kindly:

"Take it, Mr. Wei is generous, and you are lucky to serve him today."

"Thank you Master, thank you Mr. Wei!"

The maid bowed respectfully and watched Wei Canglan and the others leave.

However, when Wei Canglan walked to the exit, Lu Shilong over there suddenly jumped up, rushed over with his followers, pointed at him and said sharply to Dong's family:

"Old Han! What's going on?"

"Can he get ten gold plates? Hehe, what a joke!"

Lao Han couldn't offend the nephew of the Minister of Justice, but he didn't want Mr. Wei's gold plate to disappear, so he hurried forward to mediate:
"Mr. Lu, I'm old enough to prove that Mr. Wei is indeed able to produce these ten gold plates."

"you you you!"

unacceptable.

Lu Shilong couldn't accept it.

He couldn't accept that in Erya City, there were still people richer than him, and there were still people who could overshadow his limelight.

His face was flushed with anger, his eyebrows were erected, and he looked at Lao Han with a suddenly enlightened expression:
"I understand, I understand!"

"Old Han, you and this kid are in the same group, right! The two of you cheated me together?"

Lao Han was extremely helpless towards him, he couldn't hurt other people's face, and he couldn't let him behave wildly.

But he won't have trouble with gold coins.

So, without thinking too much, Lao Han also said out with sullenness:
"Mr. Lu, don't bother me anymore. I haven't taken anything from you today, so why make a fool of yourself?"

"Han Laogou, do you dare to talk to me? How much did my father spend with you? Have you forgotten? You eat everything from inside to outside!"

Lu Shilong's eyes were about to burst.