Top Scumbag [Quick Transmigration]

As the time approached noon, there were more and more people in the art exhibition. Zhan Qinghuan looked up at the watch on his wrist, and said to Huo Xian: "It's almost time, shall we go?"

At two o'clock in the afternoon, they were going to participate in the charity auction. Zhan Qinghuan had inquired carefully and said that they could enter the venue only with the invitation letter of the art exhibition, so Huo Xian had to go with Zhan Qinghuan.

When Zhan Qinghuan asked Huo Xian if she could go to the auction with her, Huo Xian didn't hesitate, and readily agreed.

After arriving at the restaurant that the assistant mentioned before, a waiter at the door asked if there was a reservation. Zhan Qinghuan said a box number and the waiter took them there. There were obviously many people in the box.

Zhan Qinghuan and Huo Xian looked inside, and there were at least four or five people inside.

The people inside were all quiet after seeing them coming, Zhan Qinghuan glanced at the few people nearby without leaving any trace, and then smiled at Zhang Shiyi: "Mr. Zhang, it seems that I am still late."

"No, it's not too late, come and sit down."

Zhang Shiyi began to introduce Zhan Qinghuan to the two people next to him, saying that she was a very famous talented painter in school back then, and he was full of praise for Zhan Qinghuan.

Zhan Qinghuan and Huo Xian took their seats, Zhan Qinghuan sat next to his teacher's wife, and next to Zhang Shiyi, sitting two people apart was Lu Minglian who Zhan Qinghuan had met in a large supermarket before.

Zhang Shiyi said with a smile at this time: "I just met Minglian this time. I remember she was the monitor of Qingqing's class at that time, right?"

This was said to Zhan Qinghuan. Zhan Qinghuan felt a little strange when he heard this, but he still followed Zhang Shiyi's words and said: "Yes, you were our engineering and painting teacher at that time, and you also Always praise the squad leader for his hard work."

"It's also fortunate that Qingqing remembers me." Lu Minglian said with a smile towards Zhanqing.

"Didn't we meet last time? We made appointments for coffee, but you never contacted me." Speaking of this, there was still a trace of delicate complaint on Zhan Qinghuan's face, but everyone present could only When Zhan Qinghuan was joking.

Zhan Qinghuan looked at the false smile on Lu Minglian's face, and "looked affectionately" at her.

Let's see who is disgusting, anyway, Zhan Qinghuan has never been afraid of these things.

After talking with Zhan Qinghuan for a while, Zhang Shiyi turned the conversation to Huo Xian. He said to the person sitting next to him: "Sitting next to Qingqing is Wuyou's daughter, do you remember?"

The two sitting next to Zhang Shiyi are obviously some of his classmates, famous painters who came to the exhibition together this time.

They were a little surprised when they heard Zhang Shiyi's words, and then took a closer look at Huo Xian, and found that Huo Xian's eyebrows and eyes were indeed very similar to Huo Wuyou back then.

They said in succession: "What a coincidence, I haven't seen Wuyou for so many years, but I saw her daughter."

Huo Xian smiled lightly at this time and took over the words: "My mother is fine, thank you uncles for your concern."

It is also a talent to strangle all Huatou.

Zhan Qinghuan smiled calmly, and then a few more boys came into the box, all of them were Master Zhang's favorite students, and Zhang Shiyi introduced them one by one, and the atmosphere in the box has always been pretty good.

Master Zhang ordered a bottle of red wine and a bottle of white wine, and the red wine was given to the lady, while the men drank the white wine.

Those few were also wine putty, and they didn't show any shame after finishing a bottle of white wine together, and the meal ended happily like this.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhan Qinghuan and Huo Xian arrived at the auction site on time. After registering their names and receiving their number plates, they entered the venue.

Zhang Shiyi also had a painting to be auctioned this time, and he was the last one to appear on the stage, which shows his status.

In the afternoon, the art exhibition continued to open to the public. The teacher said that she had to go home beforehand. Several friends and students of Master Zhang came to the appointment in the afternoon and only went to see the art exhibition in the afternoon, so there were actually only four people who came to the auction.

Zhang Shiyi was assigned to the front seat, and Zhan Qinghuan and Huo Xian were relatively good in the second row.

There was a fruit platter and water distributed on the table. Zhan Qinghuan picked up a bottle and took a sip before yawning.

"Sleepy?" Huo Xian said beside her, took out a mint candy from her bag and handed it to Zhan Qinghuan, "I couldn't help feeling sleepy when I was going to work before, and I won't be sleepy after eating this."

Zhan Qinghuan said "thank you" after taking it, but she didn't ask Huo Xian what kind of job she was. She used to think that Huo Xian was a very powerful elite white-collar worker, but now it seems that everything is a bit different from her imagination. access.

After putting the candy in her mouth, Zhan Qinghuan became energetic in an instant, and stared at Huo Xian with wide eyes, as if wondering where she got such a powerful mint candy.

Seeing Zhan Qinghuan's expression, Huo Xian couldn't help a smirk that succeeded, but the smile was not offensive.

After all, they also wanted to keep her from getting sleepy.

Zhan Qinghuan thought about her green hair, and decided to forgive her.

After eating the mints, she really didn't feel sleepy anymore, but Zhan Qinghuan was so cold from her tongue to her throat, she felt that she could even go on stage to sing a song now, her voice was so bright now.

At 02:30, the venue was almost full. The host came to the stage with a card to thank all the benefactors and fathers, and then announced the official start of the auction.

When Huo Xian saw a painting she liked, she would hold up a sign and mix it in. She took a picture of a landscape painting, and Zhan Qinghuan heard her say it was the living room, but it happened to be a painting.

After the painting called "Her Sunrise" was put up for auction, it was still appreciated by many people, and the price was suddenly raised to 100 million.

Zhan Qinghuan held up the sign, "500 million."

Her voice was not loud but could be heard clearly by the people in the venue. The auction host's eyes were obviously brightened for this kind of boss who suddenly increased the price by 400 million: "500 million once, 500 million twice..."

"550 million." The lowest price increase was 50, and it was suddenly raised by [-]. Zhan Qinghuan looked at the person who made the voice. It was a man. Although he was wearing a well-tailored suit, his eyes made people feel a little bad.

Zhan Qinghuan held up the sign and said, "One million."

In fact, such a painting is not worth so much money at all, and anyone present who knows a little bit knows it.

Zhang Shiyi obviously turned his head when he heard Zhan Qinghuan's voice.

"One hundred and fifty thousand." The man also looked at Zhan Qinghuan, and deliberately showed a very "evil" smile.

Zhan Qinghuan was a little sleepy again, Huo Xian was watching the show beside her, Zhan Qinghuan raised the sign and said: "900 million."

The man didn't know if he couldn't afford it anymore, so he added another 900 to the [-] million.

This time, I only added [-], because the man seemed to have seen that Zhan Qinghuan was very interested in this painting.

For such a bad smelling person, Zhan Qinghuan originally disdained to play with him.

But now it is obvious that it has slowly turned into a psychological war, and Zhan Qinghuan doesn't want to lose.

"1000."

"Ten thousand and one hundred thousand."

"Two million for 1000."

"Two million and one hundred thousand in 1000."

From the back, everyone could see that the man was deliberately against Zhan Qinghuan. Zhang Shiyi watched from the front, his brows gradually wrinkled.

He didn't believe that Zhan Qinghuan would be so stupid as to pay more than 1000 million yuan to buy such a painting that didn't seem to have any collection value.

But if this painting can really be photographed by more than 1000 million people...

It's a joke, but the painting might become famous for what it's worth.

Zhan Qinghuan turned her head to look at Huo Xian, her eyes were clearly teasing, she lowered her head slightly to Huo Xian's ear, her breath was a little hot: "Look, isn't this painting worth a lot now?"

Huo Xian glanced at Zhan Qinghuan, just smiled, but didn't speak.

The price has been raised to 510 million. Zhan Qinghuan put down the sign, smiled politely at the man, and signaled that he had given up.

At this moment, the man finally started to panic. With the host's last voice, the final word was finalized. The painting was bought by a Mr. Lu at a price of 510 million, which can be said to be the highest auction price so far that night. The tallest painting.

Seeing that Zhan Qinghuan didn't take the picture in the end, Zhang Shiyi relaxed, shook his head and smiled, and slightly looked up at the impassioned host from his seat.

Zhan Qinghuan and Huo Xian sat very close, and Huo Xian asked: "What if you took this painting in the end?"

"That's mine, anyway, I'll never lose money." Zhan Qinghuan smiled at Huo Xian, that smile was also very bad.

For some reason, Huo Xian suddenly wanted to see her cry.

She pursed her lips and smiled, but said nothing.

After a while, a formally dressed woman suddenly came over, squatted down slightly beside Zhan Qinghuan and said, "Hi, we wish you to sit in the coffee shop next door for a while, and please show me some face."

Zhan Qinghuan frowned, the surname is Zhu?

Tan Qingqing doesn't seem to know anyone surnamed Zhu, but she does know a woman surnamed Zhu, but how long has it been.

Seeing Zhan Qinghuan's puzzled expression, the woman took out a business card and handed it to Zhan Qinghuan, "I'm Mr. Zhu's secretary. We have no malicious intentions, just invite you to have a cup of coffee."

Zhan Qinghuan took the business card and took a look: Zhu Xie, General Manager of Lu Group's B City Branch.

"Your Mr. Zhu is the one who bought the painting for [-] just now?"

The secretary smiled shyly and said, "Yes, Mr. Zhu wants to talk to you."

Zhan Qing laughed and said, "There's nothing to talk about. I could buy a painting for 200 million yuan, but your boss Zhu insisted on fighting against me, so I didn't go to see him. Just pass it on."

The little secretary looked like she was about to cry. Although Zhan Qinghuan felt sorry for her, she still didn't soften her heart.

If she goes, the task of the little secretary will be completed, but she may not feel better, why make herself unhappy.

So the little secretary came back to invite Zhan Qinghuan after returning to her command.

This time she also brought a notebook, Zhan Qinghuan took a look, it said: Miss Tan is very sorry, I punish myself for my recklessness, I just want to ask you some questions, I hope you can let go of your prejudices, I Waiting for you at the cafe.

Zhan Qinghuan thought for a while, then turned to Huo Xian and said, "I'll go to the coffee shop next door, if I don't come back in an hour, will you look for me?"

Huo Xian looked at her with a smile that was not a smile: "Are you a child, do you want me to find you?"

"Yes, I am only 20 years old this year." Add another [-] years.

Huo Xian seemed to be unable to resist Zhan Qinghuan's cuteness, the corners of her lips curled up a bit: "Go."

Zhan Qinghuan stood up, picked up her bag, and followed the little secretary to the coffee shop next door.

The lights in the coffee shop were obviously much brighter than those in the venue, Zhan Qinghuan sat in front of Zhu Xie, and couldn't help laughing inwardly.

People of the Zhu family, the road is really narrow.

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