The auction is still going on, and Feng Xingying continues to buy and buy.
Fortunately, auctions are about quality, not quantity. There are only about thirty items in total for auction.
With Feng Xingying's strong bidding, he quickly secured the grand prize.
"The grand finale this time is the beauty lotion provided by Miss Feng. The base price is one thousand. If you need it, please bid." Ji Changgeng felt very tired. He could basically predict what would happen next.
All around, there was silence.
No one wants to offend Emperor Ji Yun's favorite concubine.
"One thousand." Zhuo Huier's sweet and arrogant voice seemed particularly harsh.
"Sister, how could you do this? At least you can give me four thousand. Yesterday Princess Xingying won with more than four thousand. We can't bully Miss Feng."
"Shut up, you eat everything you see when you see a beautiful woman. It's just a bottle of beauty lotion. Princess Xingying is stupid, so am I stupid too? Thousands of spiritual crystals are too expensive for flashy things."
"If it's too expensive, don't buy it." Feng Xingying didn't give the so-called Concubine Hui any face, so she shouted back on the spot and added: "Manager Ji, I have made a temporary decision to cancel the auction."
"Oh, you said you can cancel it? You are really an ignorant girl. Don't you know that in the trading house, you can cancel it before the pre-auction. After the auction, if someone bids, you can't cancel it."
"Ten thousand." A deep male voice suddenly came from a room next to Feng Xingying. "My master bids 10,000 spiritual crystals."
"Who are you? How dare you snatch something that I, Zhuo Huier, like?" Zhuo Huier became so angry that she jumped three feet high.
She originally thought about defeating this girl with purple gauze, and at the same time frustrate Princess Xingying's spirit. Although she had no evidence, she felt that there was some connection between the purple gauze girl and Princess Xingying based on coincidence.
Being able to slap these two women in the face at the same time and get the beauty lotion at an advantage is a really good choice for Zhuo Huier.
But Cheng Yaojin came out halfway, and his price increased to 10,000 spiritual crystals in one bite.
"Isn't it her who asked you for help?"
"You, the young master of Qilin City, can you slander us casually? We will not argue with you about this matter. We will ask Emperor Ji Yun for an explanation when the time comes." The entourage in the VIP room shouted angrily.
But their master never spoke a word.
Qilin City? Feng Xingying thought of Qin Molin. He must have gone to Qilin City. There was no news after that. He must have encountered some difficulties.
What should this young master of Qilin City know? He took photos of the beauty lotion like this. He was a real rich man. Who was he giving it to? Or do you simply want to help her
If it was to help her, then why
Zhuo Huier was so angry that she became angry. Now she was unwilling to have her things taken away, and continued to increase the price: "I will pay 10,000 yuan. How can we let the people of Qilin City take away the treasures of our Kowloon City?" ?”
"I would rather sell it to that young master." Feng Xingying was not to be outdone: "It's better than some people who pretend to be fat and add a hundred spiritual crystals at a time."
Originally, Zhuo Huier added a hundred spiritual crystals just to disgust Feng Xingying. Unexpectedly, Feng Xingying said it so openly, which made Zhuo Huier look angry.
"Twenty thousand." The attendant in the next room spoke again.
"You, you, you..." Zhuo Huier gritted her teeth angrily.
"Tsk, tsk, if it wasn't my own thing, I would have offered 30,000 yuan. I can't lose to Qilin City in terms of momentum. Otherwise, it would spread out and say that our Empress Hui from Kowloon City only offered one hundred souls every time she bid. Jing, I’m really going to be laughed out of my head.”