Bestow Me a Love Like Wind

Lengsi City raised a sign, and the scene was quiet for a moment. He was sitting in the first row, next to Lin Zhouyi. In the previous auction, he turned his head to the side and was discussing work with Secretary Cheng. At this time, holding the sign seemed to be a casual move. While holding the sign, he was discussing the details of the work with Secretary Cheng. It seemed that there was nothing at all. Put this sign in your eyes.

He lifted the sign, Lin Zhouyi frowned slightly, and then also bid: "Two million two hundred thousand!"

Leng Sicheng ignored him at all and said directly: "3 million."

The audience was quiet.

The paintings of the old man Baishi have repeatedly hit new highs at auctions recently. One-square-foot paintings are sold for more than 1 million yuan, and the fine works are more expensive. This picture is a fan, it is made into a fan. Although it is small, the paintings are very detailed, and they are undoubtedly of fine quality. The price is between 3 million and 5 million.

The problem is that this kind of charity auction will not be taken seriously by everyone, and it will generally be lower than the normal estimate. Because you call other people's lots high, you will buy your own later, and others will treat you the same way.

Unexpectedly, Lengsi City didn't care about those at all and directly opened the bidding!

The eyes of the audience suddenly fell on him and Lin Zhouyi. Lin Zhouyi frowned slightly, knowing that Leng Sicheng did it deliberately. He also smiled: "Cousin, you want to do charity too? Don't stop me from offering love. 4 million."

He held up the sign again and raised the price by 1 million all at once.

Unexpectedly, Lengs City raised the sign lightly, and the sound was not loud, but the banquet hall was very quiet, and everyone could hear: "5 million."

It's quiet! The venue is very quiet. Even the camera that had been capturing was aimed at Leng Sicheng and Lin Zhouyi who were sitting in the first row.

Lin Zhouyi still kept a decent smile on his face, but his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled. Lengscheng has always been doing things its own way, playing cards without common sense. If it was him and the Xu family who had a fight, even if the two people scolded each other half to death, on the surface they would be friendly.

On the other hand, Lengs City, his slender body leaned back in the chair lazily, his legs folded comfortably, and he turned his head to the side and spoke quietly to Secretary Cheng, who was sitting half of his head behind him. Keep your eyes in your eyes.

Even if the audience's IQ was worrying, they felt the atmosphere of killing between the two. The only excitement was the auctioneer. He couldn't make a high price tonight, and there was no sense of accomplishment at all. At this time, the competition between the two gave him a shot of a booster. He said excitedly: "Zong Leng bid 500 Ten thousand, five million, is there still a bid? Five million for the first time!"

"Six million." Lin Zhouyi smiled and held up the sign, his face warm and pure.

6 million, has passed the highest price of this painting. In other words, even if it was not donated by Lin Zhouyi, he would lose money when he bought it back.

The auctioneer above was instantly excited: "6 million! Lin always bid 6 million! 6 million, is there any increase? 6 million for the first time!"

Lin Zhouyi turned his head and smiled and said to Leng Sicheng, "Cousin, who owns this painting is for whom. It shouldn't be, and it's useless to force it."

Leng Sicheng ignored him and didn't respond to what he said, just lazily holding a card: "10 million."