Quick Wear: Oops, the mission target is crying again

Chapter 775 My Little Dragon is 1 and a half years old

Until Song Zhiyi's cold sweat accumulated and dripped down her delicate white chin, no one in the audience uttered the voice she expected.

Instead, a verdict was issued, instantly throwing Song Zhiyi and Gu Zheng into a cold and gloomy dungeon.

"Two hundred thousand dollars three times, deal—"

"Congratulations to Young Marshal Gu Zhen for winning the Night Pearl."

Song Zhiyi was struck by lightning and wanted to turn around and leave.

I used to think that Gu Zheng had studied abroad, had received education, and had followed Marshal Gu to the battlefield. He was a man of both civil and military talents, humorous, and smart.

But I didn't expect that he would do such a stupid thing today, such an earth-shattering thing. Song Zhiyi even suspected that Gu Zhen had lost his brain!

Song Zhiyi only knew Gu Zheng's strengths, but she had never thought that along with these strengths came Gu Zheng's egocentricity, extreme self-centeredness from being spoiled, and the extreme selfishness and self-centeredness that he had absorbed more of Western individualism.

People like him can do extremely stupid things for the sake of likes and love, and can also jump into the fire pit without caring about the consequences because of a momentary impulse, because they only care about their own current feelings.

When Shen Congwen heard the auctioneer congratulating Gu Zheng on winning the night pearl, there was no regret on his face. Instead, his smile became even bigger, and his curved eyebrows looked like a fox.

Lingyao saw calculation in his eyes.

I'm afraid that from the very beginning, Shen Congwen had never thought of bidding this night pearl to her. It was just an excuse. The real purpose was to stimulate Gu Zheng to bid.

However, as Gu Zheng's good brother, he did this and made Gu Zheng fall into a big trap. The specific thoughts behind this...

Lingyao didn’t bother to think about it. Anyway, she made money, and a lot of it.

After that, several rare items were auctioned off one after another.

A rare pink diamond necklace that had been blessed, Wudang cake that can prolong life, and a pistol and a box of bullets that were not even possible at the time...

Among all the subsequent items, the gun had the highest auction price, which was 150,000 yuan, and was bought by a middle-level warlord.

Lingyao didn't move the sign at all.

Hey, why take pictures of your own things?

Lingyao didn't move her card for this reason, but in the eyes of others, she was short of funds. She had bid tens of thousands of dollars for the elixir before, but now she has no money left.

After all, if you have money, how could you not buy these good things? They are much more valuable than those medicines.

And except for that time when Shen Wenchang raised the sign for Gu Zheng, he only raised the sign when the rare pink diamond necklace was brought to him.

There were several young ladies competing with him this time, including Cai Mingzhu. In the end, Cai Mingzhu stopped bidding when the price reached 25,000 dollars. This 25,000 dollars was Cai Mingzhu's mental estimate for the necklace.

After all, this necklace is beautiful and has been blessed. However, the treasures that have been blessed before, such as bowls and knives, were only sold for more than 10,000 yuan. This is because pink diamonds are rare, and everyone has grasped the ladies' love of beauty, so the prices have been going up.

Even though Cai Mingzhu stopped following, a few other ladies continued to follow, but they all lost in the end.

Shen Congwen bought the pink diamond for 3 oceans.

Gu Zheng and Song Mingzhu quietly left the auction halfway through.

Lingyao made a lot of money from this auction. When the auction was about to end, the waiter stuffed a note into Lingyao's hand.

The shopkeeper asked her to negotiate.

When Lingyao arrived, she saw the shopkeeper, whose face was flushed and in a very good mood, standing in the house humming a song happily, with a card in his hand.

When he saw Lingyao coming in, the shopkeeper immediately stopped talking and welcomed his rich master in.

He squeezed the wrinkles on his face and smiled: "Ms. He, are you satisfied with today's auction?"

Without waiting for Lingyao to answer, he immediately responded impatiently.

"The transaction price this time is too high. We have applied for a card for you, Miss He. All future transaction prices will be deposited into this card and you can withdraw it anytime and anywhere. Of course, Miss He, I have to explain to you that after each auction is completed, our auction house will charge a 10% commission..."

A 10% commission is not low, but because the guests invited by Baocuizhai Auction House are either rich or noble, the prices auctioned here are often much higher than those of other auction houses, so this 10% commission is expensive for a reason.

Lingyao nodded, took the card and put it in her bag, listened to the shopkeeper's flattery for a few more times, and then got up and left.

When she returned to the auction, it had already ended. Bao Cuicui was worthy of being Bao Cuicui Zhai, and was very humane. After the auction was over and they had made enough money, they put on a few singing and dancing performances to end it, allowing the guests to watch and have fun for free.

Lingyao glanced at the time. Damn it, it was almost six o'clock in the evening and it had been almost five or six hours since she came out.

The dragon at home would be very scary if he got hungry.

Lingyao wasn't going to watch the show and packed her bag to leave.

However, not long after he stepped out of the door, he was stopped by Shen Wenchang who had caught up with him.

Shen Wenchang opened the pink velvet box he had just picked up backstage, took out the pink diamond necklace inside, and handed it to Lingyao.

With a smile in the corners of his eyes, he said tentatively, "I said I would give you something. Why are you running so fast? How about I bring it to you?"

Lingyao looked at him, her expression as calm as ever.

"Brother, don't do this."

The two were standing on a relatively remote path at this time. It was getting dark and there were not many people on the road.

Shen Wenchang chuckled and walked closer to Lingyao, standing two inches away from her, lowering his head and leaning forward, narrowing his sight.

The eyes shining under the lenses met Lingyao's cold eyes.

The tone was half sincere and half joking.

"Gu Zhen treated you like this, you probably won't like him anymore, right? He Lingyao, it's okay if you like me, at least I don't have a fiancée."

Lingyao looked at him, pursed her lips, and took out a sharp dagger from somewhere, pressed it against Shen Congwen's shoulder, and took a step forward, forcing him back until he was pressed against the bed.

His voice was as calm as a judge in the snow.

"Why are you pretending? You are also an accomplice. You want Gu Zhen to break my wings, to attack my self-esteem, to break my defenses, to make me sad and feel inferior because of Gu Zhen... Then you will put on your angel clothes, hide your fox tail, and deprive me of the little beauty I have left..."

There was no way to retreat, the dagger in Lingyao's hand had already penetrated an inch into Shen Wenchang's chest.

Blood oozes out from the sword.

This scene would make anyone want to call the police, but the expressions of both men did not change much.

"What kind of specimen do you want to make of me?"

Lingyao said this suddenly.

The smile on Shen Wenchang's face froze and his eyelashes flickered slightly.

I don’t understand why Lingyao even knows this.

This feeling of being out of control made him even more excited.

Now he even felt that it would be better not to make her into a specimen. Now this pair of eyes and this face seemed to suit him better when she was alive.