world famous doctor

Chapter 451 Don't Go
Zhou Chen was willing to spend a lot of money to take pictures of this stone, mainly because it was basically unavailable on the market and he couldn't find it himself. It was extremely rare and precious.

For mortals who don't know how to practice, basically they have no other use except for the value of collection and appreciation.

Everyone suddenly felt that Zhou Chen was sick in his head, and he was in a panic when he had money, so he spent 1000 million to buy a useless stone.

Zhou Chen smiled.

After the second auction item was brought to the stage, the host lifted the red cloth and found a bottle of light blue liquid.

The host introduced: "This is a large bottle of tonic, which has great medicinal value and is a must-have product for men... The starting price is 200 million."

Zhou Chen was shocked again.

Wouldn't this be a large replenishment solution configured by yourself?

How did it get here?
This merchant is quite deceitful. At the beginning, he sold it to Village Chief Hu for only 2 yuan a bottle, but now it has increased by 100 times.

He suddenly came up with an idea, when he brought the large replenishment solution he had prepared here for a private auction, it would be a huge profit.

Obviously, most bidders are very interested in this great supplement.

In an instant, there was fierce competition in the audience.

"250."

"300."

"..."

The bidding price soared to 500 million yuan in just a few minutes.

"...500 million three times," the beautiful host put down the hammer in her hand, and smiled slightly at the old man in the audience, "Okay, our second auction item was won by this gentleman, everyone congratulates him .”

The old man stood up, climbed up the stage tremblingly, and took the large rehydration solution from the host.

There was applause from the audience.

The host asked: "Master, is there anything you want to say to everyone?"

The old man stared at the beautiful host and swallowed.

Holding the microphone, he shouted loudly: "I want to sleep with you!"

"..."

The third, fourth, and fifth auction items were put on the stage one by one...

The auction is still in full swing.

There are landscape paintings, calligraphy works, antiques and some strange things.

After the auction ended, Zhou Chen paid with his card and left the courtyard.

The 1000 million is the one-year agency fee for the "Artistic Beauty Essence" arranged by Jin Jiahao for Zhou Chen.

Just because of this stone, Zhou Chen squandered it in just a few minutes.

Jin Yawei slightly complained: "Why did you spend so much money on this broken stone?"

"Damn it, fuck it!" Zhou Chen jokingly repeated the lines from the TV skit.

After leaving the alley, Zhou Chen thought to himself that he had to make a lot of money right away, and maybe he would come across some kind of cultivation weapon in the future before he could afford it.

After all, nothing is as important as cultivation.

……

After Yang Liang was chased away from the hotpot restaurant by Zhou Chen, he fled back to Yang Wannan in despair.

"What did you say?"

Snapped--

Yang Wanwan slapped the table and stood up.

That furious look made Yang Liang tremble with fright.

In the past ten years, I have never seen anyone make Yang Wanwan so angry.

"Does he dare to fight my people? How many lives does this kid have?" Yang Wanwan lost his temper.

Yang Liang stood at the door with a dejected look on his face, trembling all over and not daring to say anything.

Yang Wanwan asked, "How many brothers did you bring with me this time?"

Yang Liang felt ashamed. He paused for a while, with a sense of powerlessness in his tone, and said, "2...20."

"What? A bunch of trash, 20 people can't do a little bastard!"

Yang Liang's face turned pale instantly and he froze in place. Apart from being scared, he was still thinking about something in his heart.

He thought, the angrier Yang Wanwan was, the worse Zhou Chen's fate would be.

He suddenly regretted it. He felt that the number reported just now was too small, and he wished to say 100.

Yang Wanwan cast a contemptuous look at Yang Liang, and said in a deep voice, "Why do you still have the face to come back?"

"Uncle, don't underestimate that kid from the countryside. The fight was so ruthless. With brute force, he picked up the fat man with one hand and threw him out of the box. It was so easy, like throwing a ball..."

"How dare you fucking say that?"

Yang Liang stopped talking.

Yang Wanwan pondered for a while, then slowly got up and said, "It's been 20 years, and I haven't met a single opponent. Now it's time to exercise."

His face was very gloomy and terrible when he spoke.

Yang Liang gave him a ghostly look, then leaned into Yang Wanwan's ear in a small way, instigating right and wrong.

"That boy Zhou Chen also said that if he has the ability to call all the Weihu Gang, he will beat up one by one, one by one, and one by one."

Yang Wanwan kicked the stool over with one kick, his eyebrows glaring.

"Insanity!"

There was a cunning flash in his eyes, and he continued, "Liang, find out the details of this kid for me, what is his background?"

Yang Liang replied: "Uncle, I have already checked. His family is from Yuanshan Village, but he is just a small bumpkin from the countryside."

"A little country bumpkin? That's all?... You still have the nerve to say it, seeing you being beaten up like this?"

Yang Liang was scolded so much that he didn't dare to raise his head and look directly into Yang Wanwan's eyes.

After a long time.

Yang Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Look for two brothers, and invite Zhou Chen over here for a sit down, I have to see what kind of monster this is?"

"It's uncle..." Yang Liang paused and asked again: "Then how do we ask?"

"Do you still need me to teach you? You are a big intestine that can't be lifted. If you are my nephew, I will kick you to death. Get lost..."

Yang Wanwan was so angry that his nephew was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

"Yes, uncle, I'll go right away." Yang Liang slipped out the door, heaving a sigh of relief.

Yang Wanwan looked at his back when he was going out, his eyes gradually became deep, his hands grabbed the leather sofa, and scratched four deep claw marks fiercely.

"Zhou... Chen..."

At noon that day, Zhou Chen and Jin Yawei were strolling in the street, just like in the past.

A black Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle slowly stopped beside them.

Several men in black suits got out of the car.

They blocked the way, and their attitude was quite respectful, otherwise Zhou Chen's fist would have hit their faces long ago.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Zhou Chenzhou?"

Zhou Chen corrected him: "I don't know who is 'Zhou Chenzhou' you are looking for?"

The other party said with a serious smile: "Mr. Zhou, our boss has an invitation."

The man in the suit made a gesture of invitation, and opened the car door.

Jin Yawei tugged at him and said, "Xiaochen, don't go."

Zhou Chen smiled at her, then turned his head and asked, "What do you want me to do? Did you make it clear? Is it for dinner, tea, wine, or disco? Let me state first, I'm not interested in dancing with the old man."

The man in the black suit shook his head: "We don't know about this either, we were just ordered to invite you."

Zhou Chen waved his hand and said impatiently, "Tch, if he invites me, I'll go. Who does he think he is?"

After finishing speaking, Zhou Chen and Jin Yawei ignored them and continued to walk forward.

(End of this chapter)