Son-in-law comes out

Could it be that her story was also written by an internet writer with 20 yuan and [-] words?

What a coincidence if it was written by the same idiot.

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Chapter 0868 Stretch out and chop three knives

The local tyrant glanced this way again, unable to conceal his envy.

His eyes were not hard to read at all.

Nima, why did you sit next to that kid?

I'm such a rich man, can't that foreign girl see?

Then he went to look at the woman next to him, and suddenly he was bored.

The auctioneer said in a provocative voice: "This western sword is very precious. I hope everyone will bid enthusiastically. The starting price is 200 million yuan, and the price will be increased by 50 yuan. A sword deserves a hero. I don't know which hero has the strength to invite this sword back. , please bid now."

The local tyrant was very straightforward and raised his bidding card.

"This gentleman is 200 million, 200 million once!" The auctioneer's voice was protracted and sensational.

Li Zien also raised the bidding card in his hand.

The auctioneer looked very excited: "The gentleman here bids 250 million, 250 million once!"

A disdainful smile appeared on the corner of the local tyrant's mouth, and then he raised the bidding card in his hand.After raising the bid card, he took a special look at Li Zian.

There was something in the eyes of the local tyrant.

How dare you rob me even if you are poor?

Li Zian raised the bidding card again.

"This gentleman bids 300 million, 300 million once!" The auctioneer's voice was still sensational.

The man frowned and raised his sign again.

Li Zian didn't even look at that guy, and directly raised his sign.In less than a minute, the auction price soared to 1 million.

Mahtab said: "Mr. Li, are you interested in the Sword of Judgment?"

Li Zian spoke while holding up a placard: "I've been studying kendo recently, and I'm short of a good sword. I think this sword is pretty good, and I want to buy it and practice it."

Mahtab just smiled and didn't speak.

Li Zian raised his placard again and said, "Miss Mahtab, didn't you say that this western sword is a treasure that your family has collected for 200 years, why didn't you bid?"

Mahtab smiled slightly: "When it's time for me to bid, I will bid."

Li Zian smiled without saying a word, and continued to raise the sign.

"This gentleman bid 850 million, 850 million once, 850 million for the second time..."

The local tyrant gritted his teeth and raised the sign in his hand again.

"This gentleman bid 900 million, 900 million once!"

Li Zian raised the bidding card again.

Anyway, he is the owner of the goods, and the higher the price is, the more he will earn.If he was the one who took the picture of the western sword in the end, he wouldn't lose anything.And he didn't believe that the Persian girl who came to this sword would not hold up the sign.

The man who brought the girl to play tricks lost his temper, and turned his head to look at Li Zian: "Brother, are you being serious, or what? Do you have the money to pay?"

Li Zian just smiled faintly, not even bothering to reply.

Millions want to pretend?

The master casually gave his subordinates a bonus of [-] million at the small target level.

The woman next to the local tyrant suddenly patted his thigh, then moved the phone screen a little towards it, and at the same time said in a low voice: "Brother-in-law, stop arguing, look who are you bidding with? "

Sure enough, it was my sister-in-law.

dog day.

The local tyrant glanced at the phone screen and was stunned.

On the screen of the mobile phone is the beauty of the master, and there is an eye-catching title: Li Zian, the president of the black pot company, brought the self-developed lithography machine and the Chrysanthemum Factory to break the blockade of western technology. The current valuation of the black pot company is 2,000 billion...

A few cold sweats suddenly broke out on the forehead of that local tyrant. With his little background, it is not a problem to pretend to be a coercion, but it is not enough to pretend to be a coercion in front of the president of the scapegoat company.

The voice of the auctioneer: "This gentleman bid 950 million, 950 million once, is there any bid, the big sword is a rare treasure, 950 million for the second time..."

At this moment, Mahtab raised the sign in his hand.

"This lady bids 1,000 million, she really is a treasure with eyesight, 1,000 million once! 1,000 million..."

Without waiting for Li Zian to raise his placard, or the auctioneer to finish his sentence, Mahtab said flatly, "My price is not 1,000 million, but [-] million."

when!

The hammer in the hands of the auctioneer fell on the auction stage.

He has been in this business for at least 10 years, and he can't even count how many things he has auctioned, but this is the first time he has encountered such a bid.

The people in the venue were also dumbfounded.

Still playing like this?

Do you have a mine at home?

The local tyrant said in his woman's ear: "The one surnamed Li is nothing more than that. I think there are nine out of ten that he paid someone to write the information you obtained from your mother-in-law."

His sister-in-law curled her lips, not knowing what it meant.

The local tyrant looked back at Li Zian, without concealing his contempt and ridicule.

Tell you to argue with me.

Tell you to pretend in front of Lao Tzu.

Are you an idiot now?

But at this moment, Li Zian raised the excellent card in his hand again, and said lightly: "Two hundred million."

That local tyrant had a bewildered and hot face.

The auctioneer said excitedly: "This gentleman bids [-] million, it really is a sword with a hero, [-] million once, miss, if you don't raise the price..."

Mahtabu Yimu looked at Li Zian with an aggrieved expression: "Mr. Li, please give me this sword, it has extraordinary meaning to me."

Li Zian said with a smile: "I like this sword very much. If I give it to you, what compensation can you give me?"

On the stage, the auctioneer began to explain the fabricated story of the western sword again, delaying time.

This was explained earlier in the morning.

A strange smile emerged from the corner of Mahtab's mouth, his charming eyes stared straight at Li Zian, and his voice became a little more magnetic: "Mr. Li, what kind of compensation do you want?"

Li Zian was not easy to answer.

Mahtab raised the sign in his hand: "2 million."

Without waiting for the auctioneer to quote, Li Zian raised the bidding card in his hand again: "3 million."

The local tyrant comrades who were gloating just now had a dazed look on their faces, and the way they looked at the master also changed, with a vague admiration.

This is the taste, this is the master of the pretentious world!

It's just, is the master's money all from gunfire?

It is obvious that 50 can be added at a time, you ask for [-] million, and you eat [-] million, how do you let others play with you?

"Mr. Li, do you really want to do this?" Mahtab showed an aggrieved expression on his face, and his tone became softer, "That sword is really very important to me."

Li Zian smiled: "Okay, you bid again, and I'll let you."

Mahtab then raised his bidding card: "3 million."

The auctioneer followed up with the quotation: "This lady bids 3 million, 50 million once..."

Li Zian no longer raised his placard.

In fact, this matter is well known to each other.

One is to deliberately raise the price, and the other is to have to buy it.

When Mahtab first bid for [-] million, he actually stretched out his neck and asked Li Zian to slash him.She didn't expect that his hands were so black, she stretched out her neck, and he slashed her three times.

As for Master, knowing that this Persian girl is most likely related to the Lutu Company, and most likely bought a sword for the king, he didn't knock on the bamboo sticks that came to his door, isn't that stupid?

He has just given out a bonus of [-] million yuan to the black pot trio, so he has to earn it back no matter what.Taozi and Xiaotang are also [-] million yuan each, but they are their own daughter-in-law, and the meat rotted in the pot, so they don't count.

"3 million for the third time, a deal!" The auctioneer's hammer smashed down.

There was a snap.

Selling swords for 3 million, the deal was done.

Li Zian stretched out a hand to Mahtab, with a smile on his face: "Miss Mahtab, congratulations, although the sword is not a hero, it is a beauty."

Mahtab also stretched out a hand to hold Li Zian together, and said: "Mr. Li, thank you for your concession. I will invite you to dinner another day, and I will thank you very much."

There seems to be something hidden in these words.

But Li Zian didn't have time to think about it. When Mahtab was talking to him, he closed his eyes and opened them after a delay of two seconds.The moment he opened his eyes, two green lights the size of mung beans appeared in the depths of his pupils.

The scene in front of him suddenly changed, it was no longer the auction venue, but in a luxurious car.

The driver of the car was a Sikh with a thick cloth wrapped around his head and a distinctive beard on his mouth.

Mahtab was sitting on the sofa in the back seat, holding a mobile phone in his hand and talking to someone: "I have the sword, where should I send it?"

She spoke English, and the sentence itself was not complicated. Li Zian could understand it, but he couldn't hear the voice on the phone.

This is not caring about consciousness, this is pushing the sky prophecy, he wants to predict the whereabouts of Mahtab, her identity, and his role in the road company.

The scene changes rapidly.

The car made its way out of the urban area of ​​Huizhou, came to the countryside, and finally stopped in front of a residential building.

It was a Hakka-style dwelling, with white walls and blue tiles, and a courtyard at the front and back.Two Podocarpus pine trees were planted at the gate of the front yard, which were trimmed very delicately.There is a plaque hanging on the gate of the courtyard, which reads "Xianyunju", in gold characters on a black background, which is very particular.

Mahtab pushed open the door and walked in.

The scene changes.

Mahtab appeared in the living room.

However, the living room was empty, only she was alone, no one else.

"Mr. Li?" Mahtab's voice.

The sky pushing prophecy was interrupted.

Li Zian opened his eyes.

Mahtab withdrew his hand from Li Zian's, leaving a few fingerprints on the back of Bai Nen's hand.

Her face was a little displeased, but she didn't say anything.

Li Zian smiled awkwardly: "Miss Mahtab, I'm sorry, I suddenly remembered a question just now."

"what is the problem?"

"I didn't ask you what your phone number is. Can you tell me? Or, if you are using WeChat, we can add a WeChat." Li Zian said.

Mahtab smiled, did not speak, but took out his mobile phone.

Walking in China, how can we do without WeChat and support treasure?

In front, the local tyrant looked at Li Zian who was scanning WeChat and the Persian girl who was being scanned, and cursed secretly in his heart: "Damn you, you're carrying someone's bar and you're greedy for his body, can you show some face? Huh tui! Scumbag!"

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Chapter 0869 strange life experience

A Bentley sedan came out of Huizhou city and drove to the suburbs.

In the driver's cab sat a Sikh with a turban and a beard. He looked stern and stared at the road ahead.

A Persian girl sat in the back seat with a sheathed western sword on her lap.