Slag Gong Revenge Plan [Rebirth]

Chapter 21

"Brother, instead of persuading me, why not send a text message to persuade Su Jingcheng to stop arguing with me."

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Following the bidding of the two people, the murmurs on the field increased from low to high, and then from high to low. In the end, the venue was as quiet as a chicken, silently watching Su Jingcheng and Cen Jin's performance.

Shen Zhuo weighed which of the two men was more vicious in his seat, and finally took out his mobile phone, and came up with an excuse to send a message to Bai Siqi: "Mr. Bai, can you help persuade Su Dong to give up? My friend came back from abroad, his mother liked this painter very much, and specially wanted to take a picture for his mother."

Bai Siqi didn't reply for a long time after sending the message, and after a while, Su Jingcheng's profile picture popped up on WeChat.

It's a short sentence, very Boss Su's style: "Isn't this for you?"

Shen Zhuo saw that there was a door, and quickly typed three words up, with a sincere tone: "It's really not!"

Su Jingcheng didn't reply anymore, Shen Zhuo looked along the gap between the two rows of people, he couldn't quite see the expression on Su Jingcheng's face, Bai Siqi was a little closer to him, but he seemed unhappy to be able to see it.

Cen Jin raised the price again, 600 million. He put down the quotation board, turned around and raised an eyebrow at Shen Zhuo, with a certain determination on his face.

After the quotation, the venue fell silent. Su Jingcheng did not increase the price, and the master of ceremonies successfully tapped the hammer three times: "Congratulations to Mr. Cen in seat 63 for the successful auction of Shen Fei's work——"Daylight."

Applause sounded at the venue, and Shen Zhuo glanced sideways at Cen Jin who was sitting next to him. At this time, that person's eyes were completely focused on the work on the stage, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and there was something indescribable in his expression Stubborn and cruel.

Shen Zhuo always felt that there was an inexplicable sense of disobedience in Cen Jin before, but now this sense of disobedience has finally turned into physical emotion and penetrated.

In an instant, Cen Jin had already withdrawn his gaze, winked at Shen Zhuo with a sullen face, leaned close to Shen Zhuo's ear and whispered: "Look, brother, let me say that Su Jingcheng can't compete with me, wait for me Go and pay, and hang the painting at your house tonight!"

Shen Zhuo had no expression on his face, and he refused with ten moves: "If you take pictures by yourself, hang them at your home."

"I live in a hotel, and I don't have a home." Cen Jin looked meaningless, and reached out to pat the non-existent dust on his clothes, "If you don't want it, I'll let the teacher's house. The teacher is most afraid of this kind of abstract art with weird colors. Give the teacher refreshment at night."

——Knowing that this painting is so scary, you still spent 600 million shots?

Shen Zhuo has already fully recognized the fact that Cen Jin is a little lunatic, so he simply shut up, not going to continue this topic with Cen Jin.

This painting is the penultimate lot, and the last one is usually the most valuable. At this time, the last lot has been brought to the stage, and the master of ceremonies is introducing the details of the lot.

Cen Jin tilted his body, didn't sit or not, raised his eyelids, and looked away disinterestedly. He was silent for a while, and suddenly said to Shen Zhuo: "I like the painter Shen Fei very much."

His voice is not loud, and it is not the same as the yin and yang that he usually brings when he speaks. The distance between the two is very close, and Shen Zhuo can hear every word clearly.

"I've seen him. In reality," Cen Jin took out the right hand in the windbreaker, put it on his knee, and tapped his fingers lightly, "he is a very good person."

The voice was low and soft, as if it came from another time and space, piercing through the walls of decades, piercing the heart like a freshly sharpened sharp knife.

Shen Zhuo sat upright, his eyes looked at the lot on the stage, he seemed very interested, but he didn't know where his eyes fell.

He probably nodded his head when he heard what Cen Jin said, as if he wanted to laugh, but he didn't. He opened his lips and tried to agree: "I see..."

"He told me that he has a son who is a little bit older than me in China, just a little bit older." Cen Jin smiled at Shen Zhuo with a corner of his mouth bent. Clearly, with a chill like a snake letter, "I was very envious of his son when he was a child, having such a good father."

The air conditioner was turned on too cold, the smile on Shen Zhuo's face froze at the corner of his mouth, and he shuddered. He leaned back in the chair, as if subconsciously wanted to stay away from this sentence, further away.

After a while, Cen Jin retreated to his seat, reached out and touched the cross on his chest, propped his chin and nonchalantly complained: "Forget it, it's useless to tell you, anyway, you don't know him!"

Shen Zhuo's fingers were cold, but he finally adjusted his expression. He showed a gentle smile, and followed Cen Jin's words to refute: "If you know it's useless, just say a few words less, nagging like an old lady!"

Cen Jin glanced at Shen Zhuo, as if he had no patience to continue sitting here, he stood up, said "I'll settle the payment", turned around and retreated from the venue where everyone was watching.

Subconsciously, Shen Zhuo wanted to reach out to touch the cigarette case, and remembered that smoking was banned at the venue, and his face couldn't help showing a little irritability.

The auction itself is not long, few people will leave midway, just now Cen Jin has attracted the attention of many people, Shen Zhuo naturally doesn't like high-profile, even if he wants to leave now, he can't leave now.

The last lot was photographed by Su Jingcheng, Shen Zhuo looked at the size, it was just in proportion to the position of a wall in the living room of Bai Siqi's mansion, and guessed that it was going to be given to Bai Siqi as an apology just now.

Finally, when the venue was over, Shen Zhuo took a cigarette and walked towards the underground parking lot from the direction of the venue.

Before he took two steps, he bumped into Bai Siqi, as if he was waiting for him at the door, and when he saw him coming, he smiled at Shen Zhuo: "Mr. Shen."

Shen Zhuo nodded. He tried his best to adjust himself to a more suitable state, and said softly, "Are you waiting for me?"

The author has something to say: Bai Siqi: I feel like I'm about to be cannon fodder?

Cen Jin: If you don't die, you won't die.

Boss Su: I want to soak up the heat.

Shen Zhuo: Hehe.

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Friends who say they want to change offense, keep your eyes open!Cen Jin is a real snake!Did you find out!Do you still love him!

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Thank you for Jingsi Guliang's mine~=3=

Thank you for your nutrition~=3=

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I went to code chapter V. .Please don't call me short. .I tried my best/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

The foreshadowing is almost finished, and there is still a little time to bury it. .Tomorrow, Boss Su and Shen Xiaozhuo will play against each other.

Boss Su will be abused!trust me!slap!