Quick Time Travel: Black Lotus Face Slapping Guide

Chapter 462 Be Good, Call My Husband 31
Even if no one bids, there will be an embarrassing situation. For 5 yuan, Xia Sheng, the successor of Yingying Group and the president of Yingying Film and Television, is only worth 5 yuan for her face.

Neither is a bid, nor is no bid.

At this moment, someone in the middle and back row raised his bidding card and said, "50."

The direct increase from 50 to [-] naturally meant to end the bidding, and people were also happy to end this embarrassing situation, and there was a tacit understanding that they did not increase the price.

This price is not high, but it is considered very high at a charity auction.

Xi Jing cast her eyes curiously, and saw a middle-aged man, about forty years old, with a very ordinary appearance, but he could be seen as a capable person.Seeing Xi Jing's gaze, the other party nodded his head, and his smile didn't look like an ordinary greeting.

"..." Ma De, shouldn't it be the suitor who met the original owner?
Thinking back, there is no such character in my memory.Although it is not certain that it is the suitor, it must be interesting to him.

Xi Jing frowned, turned her eyes to the stage again, and watched the staff put away the scroll and take it to the backstage.

Zhao Yu seemed to be looking at Xi Jing, but in fact, she kept staring at Lu Xiaoqiao who was leaning on Xi Jing's shoulder, thinking that it would be great if Lu Xiaoqiao could snuggle on her shoulder.

Xi Jing's face turned even colder.

Lu Xiaoqiao thought she cared about the painting, after all, it was her dream.

After taking a few more pictures, it was time for the banquet, and everyone was seated.

Lu Xiaoqiao looked around and didn't know what he was looking for. After pushing Xi Jing to the position, he excused himself to go to the bathroom and left.

He went to the backstage of the auction, and everything he bought would be signed and delivered.

Usually it is the assistant who comes here to go through the formalities, but the man who just took a photo of the copy painting came here in person. At this time, he has already completed the formalities and got the copy painting.

"Hello." Lu Xiaoqiao waited for him at the backstage door, and greeted him cautiously.

"Hello." The other party was also very polite, and recognized Lu Xiaoqiao as the assistant pushing the wheelchair, "You are Miss Xia's assistant, right?"

The other party's address is different. The others call him Mr. Xia, and he calls her Miss Xia.

But Lu Xiaoqiao didn't notice this question, and asked tentatively, "Can I talk to you?"

The other party thought for a while, looked at the time, and said, "Okay, please tell me."

When the two arrived on the balcony, Lu Xiaoqiao asked hesitantly, "Can you resell this painting to me?"

The other party was stunned for a moment, but said, "Sorry, I can't decide this."

Lu Xiaoqiao looked at him suspiciously.

He said: "I took the photo for my boss, and it's not convenient for the boss to come forward."

Not convenient to come forward?Thinking of Xi Jing's inconvenient walking, could it be that his boss...is disfigured?

Seeing Lu Xiaoqiao's doubts, the other party thought for a while and said, "If you really want, I can take you to see my boss, and you can talk to him."

Lu Xiaoqiao hesitated, he had been away from the banquet for a while, and the boss was still waiting for him.

The wind on the balcony blows slightly, blowing away the slightest hesitation in my heart.

He said: "Okay, then give me your contact information. It's not convenient today. I'll make an appointment another day."

"No, the boss is at the hotel."

Lu Xiaoqiao followed the other party to the cafeteria on the first floor by taking the elevator, and walked into a small private room. A middle-aged man in his early 40s and less than 50 was not eating with chopsticks, and a TV series was playing on the iPad in front of him.

"Boss, Miss Xia's assistant wants to talk to you."

The middle-aged man inside looked up, and the smile he had been wearing while watching TV disappeared immediately, and his face was full of suspicion and disgust.

　Woohoo, I fell asleep while writing, and it's only five o'clock today.

　　_(:з」∠)_I do what I say, I will send out red envelopes in the V group before the 6th update, I cried

　　
　
(End of this chapter)