"Oh, isn't this the first pride of the martial arts college, Deng Jiuling, classmate Deng?" A sweet female voice suddenly sounded from behind.
Follow the prestige, wearing a bright red dress with a very low neckline, dressed up as sexy and enchanting Kao Lulu of the Chinese medicine department, standing side by side with a second generation of yellow hair, looking at Deng Jiuling aggressively.
"Lulu, this is the one you said last time, the scumbag who passed the martial arts test by cheating?" Huang Mao second generation dipped his cigar and said with disdain.
"Sao Mo, what you said is wrong, Deng Jiuling is the number one arrogant of the martial arts school."
Raising her white neck like a swan, Wang Lulu's face was playfully abused: "Even the son of South China Sea, Mo Yu, is nothing more than an ordinary arrogant, but he is the number one arrogant.
Hahahaha!
As soon as these words came out, the group of Kuo Shao who came with the second generation of Huang Mao laughed loudly, with disdain in their eyes.
"Deng Tianjiao, depending on your appearance, you should be here for a part-time job? Or should I bring it in?" Wang Lulu said teasingly.
"Part-time... Job?" Deng Jiuling had a black line on his face.
"Lulu, it's better for you. Today, the auction will be understaffed. Many college students will be temporarily recruited as part-time jobs. One hour is 100 fast. This is big money." The second generation of Huang Mao deliberately extended the word "big money".
One hour is 100 times faster, and the auction will be held for four hours. That's 400 times faster.
This money is really not a small amount of money to ordinary college students.
No, Deng Jiuling turned his head and saw that there was already a long and dense queue at the recruitment window.
"Forget it, for Xun'er's sake, I will treat it as a good deed and send you in." Wang Lulu said contemptuously.
"The first day Jiao classmate, after you go in, go to the personnel department and directly report me Mo Shao's name, and he will take care of the easiest job for you, haha." The second generation of Huang Mao burst into a sense of superiority and laughed.
As they spoke, these Kuo Shao huffed forward and walked all the way to the entrance of the auction house.
"Hello, Shao Mo."
"Mao Mo, have you eaten today?"
At the entrance, two security guards wearing high-end British uniforms saluted respectfully.
"Yeah." Mo Shao nodded, holding his hands behind his back, with shame, and stepped into the auction house.
Deng Jiuling took a look at the rear and found that except for the group of Mo Shao, everyone else would not be able to enter the auction room without invitation.
Seeming to understand Deng Jiuling’s doubts, a security guard said with a cigarette in his spare time:
"Boy, if you're lucky, this is the entrance to the Profound Level VIPs, and it's not something ordinary people can get in."
"There is direct access to the Xuan-level VIP seat. If you go to work part-time, you will directly serve the VIPs."
"Those people are either rich or expensive, and all of them are big and famous."
After finishing speaking, another security guard said, "Although your kid is dressed in earthy clothes, he is still pretty long. There are many VIP seats and rich ladies. Which lady will look at you, maybe..."
Hahahaha!
After speaking, the two security guards laughed at each other, and the laughter was full of wretchedness.
Deng Jiuling didn't bother to pay attention to the two of them, but glanced around, only to find that there were four entrances to the auction house, with the words Heaven, Earth, Xuan and Huang in turn.
Each entrance leads to a different VIP room. Obviously, the sky level is the most powerful, the earth level is the next, the mysterious level is the third, and the yellow level is the worst.
Those college students who lined up in a swarm and wanted to find part-time jobs were waiting at the entrance of the yellow level.
In addition, Deng Jiuling also discovered that although many people came to participate in the auction today, most of them entered the venue through the yellow entrance.
As for the entrance to the heavenly level, there is no one, and it is in a closed state.
"Only those strong people who are in charge of a province, or giants with billions of fortunes, are qualified to become heavenly distinguished guests."
Seeing Deng Jiuling’s doubts, a security guard said with a sneer: “If such a strong person comes, he will definitely be notified in advance. This kind of VIP will not appear once in ten years. Naturally, the entrance to the heavens will be closed.”
"The prefecture-level distinguished guests are also great. Only the island owners of the South China Sea islands and the high-level consortium can leave." Another bodyguard also said.
"Different entrances lead to an auction house. What's the point of such a distinction?" Deng Jiuling asked curiously.
"Of course it makes sense!" The first security guard said proudly: "The more advanced VIPs, the more discounted prices you can enjoy at auction, and the more you can get access to high-level auction items."
"So that's it." Deng Jiuling nodded, and was about to go in, when the phone quivered suddenly.
"Is it a counselor?" Deng Jiuling was puzzled, and took out his mobile phone.
"Boy, if you are lucky, I have already helped you get the VIP card, you only need to scan the QR code." On the other side of the phone, Ouyang Xueqi's sweet voice came.
As the third commander in the East China Sea, Li Shashen returned to the East China Sea after his battle on Snake Island.
Ouyang Xueqi stayed and took the soldiers to hide in the dark, continuing to investigate the affairs of the Che Clan.
The Nanhai Auction is held once a year. The scale is extremely large, gathering numerous celebrities, and most of the auction items are medicinal materials.
Such a grand event, it is really hard to believe if the young car clan say not to participate.
Only then did Ouyang Xueqi get a VIP card for Deng Jiuling, let him mix into the auction and participate in the bidding.
Hum!
Deng Jiuling hung up and received a WeChat message with detailed information.
"Oh, isn't this Deng Xueba?"
"Haha, the first arrogant of our martial arts school, actually came here to pretend to be forced?"
With a burst of laughter, the two fat and thin boys under Feng Jing came over with cigarettes in their mouths.
"Get out of the way, don't stop me, our boss is coming over soon."
"Boy, I advise you to hurry up and flash someone as soon as possible, or our boss will come soon, we have to beat you up!"
The two fat and thin were dangling cigarettes and hugging their arms with abusive expressions.
Deng Jiuling didn't bother to pay attention to this kind of petty stuff, and walked all the way to the entrance to the mysterious level.
"Wow, do you really want to go here?"
The fat and thin duo were taken aback for a moment, then looked disdainful, ready to watch the excitement.
"Boy, good luck, our brothers will give Mo Shao face, you go in, hurry up."
"Take it, wear work clothes and go in. Go inside and speak carefully. You are going to offend a profound guest. I will kill you."
The two security guards looked disdainful, and one of them took out a labor insurance uniform for migrant workers who painted the wall and threw it on the ground at the feet of Deng Jiuling.
In the eyes of the second security guard, Deng Jiuling was out of shit luck and could enter the Xuan-level VIP room to see the world.
However, the second security guard was shocked that Deng Jiuling did not go in directly, instead he took out his mobile phone and called up a QR code.
"This is my electronic VIP card. I don't think I need to wear work clothes to go in?" Deng Jiuling said lightly.
"Just like you, you will also have a VIP card?"
Snapped!
A security guard picked up Deng Jiuling's mobile phone, stepped directly on the ground, and spit out.
"Looking for death!" Deng Jiuling frowned and started to do it.
Although Deng Jiuling likes to be low-key, it does not mean he is afraid of things.
Since others don't give themselves face, why should Deng Jiuling give others face
The two security guards didn't know that they were going to be tragedy.
At this moment, in the VIP room, Wang Lulu was chatting with Quyan from the martial arts college who came here first.
The two girls are slim and graceful, just like two delicate flowers in full bloom.
But when he thought of Qu Yan's "foul name", Mo Shao waited for the second generation to hide behind him, and did not dare to come over.
Qu Yan came by herself, and she sent WeChat to "Langli Xiaobaitiao" several times in the middle of the journey, but there was no response.
What Qu Yan didn't know was that Deng Jiuling temporarily blocked Qu Yan in order to prevent "poor monks washing their hair with Rejoice" to make an appointment with herself today.
When Qu Yan was depressed, she happened to see Deng Jiuling at the entrance of the hall.
To tell the truth, Qu Yan didn't hate Deng Jiuling.
Even at the time of the final assessment, Qu Yan still admired Deng Jiuling's calmness and self-confidence.
But that's it.
In the turmoil in the dean’s office a few days ago, Deng Jiuling was wronged by the seal because of Qu Yan, and was challenged by the seal at the end of the month, which may become a tragedy.
Qu Yan felt a little guilty about this, and she wanted to make up for Deng Jiuling.
Although Qu Yan didn't have much contact with Deng Jiuling, she also understood that this person had a "weird" temper and a little "solitary and arrogant", and I was afraid that she would not accept her own compensation.
And once Qu Yan compensates for Deng Jiuling, wouldn't the embarrassing incident that night be exposed
So Qu Yan was very tangled during this time.
The only thing Qu Yan could do was to tell Feng Jing not to kill Deng Jiuling in the arena competition at the end of the month, nothing more.
But today, Qu Yan discovered that Deng Jiuling was ridiculed by two security guards, and even his mobile phone was hit on the ground.
Qu Yan suddenly felt that Deng Jiuling was very pitiful.
In Qu Yan's opinion, Deng Jiuling should be a poor man in Donghai. He studied Chinese medicine through hard work. He joined Nanhai University because of his excellent grades.
Among Nanhai University, the department with the highest scholarship is the Wu College.
Therefore, Qu Yan felt that Deng Jiuling's "hanging silk" should be short of money, so she wanted to join the martial arts academy.
At this year’s South China Sea auction, Deng Jiuling, a poor student, wanted to enter the Xuan-level VIP room. This was not because he was poor and wanted to find a part-time job to make money. So what was it
No, look, the uncle security guys have taken out all the labor insurance work clothes that migrant workers paint the walls. How poor do you think Deng Jiuling is
Poor baby, still so unlucky, alas.
Qu Yan shook her head. She wanted to help Deng Jiuling in the past, but she felt a little guilty and felt embarrassed.
"Lulu, do you a favor and let Deng Jiuling come in." Qu Yan smiled at Wang Lulu.
"Huh?" Upon hearing this, Wang Lulu pouted, a little unhappy: "Senior Sister Qu, when I came just now, he had already let him in. Instead, he kept asking the security guard about this and that. Uncle security must be upset about him."
Upon hearing this, Qu Yan suddenly felt that her guess should be correct.
Deng Jiuling must be "begging" the uncle security guard, hoping to get a good part-time job, only then was "insulted" and his mobile phone was dropped.
"Go to Lulu, she is a classmate after all." Qu Yan smiled.
"Alright." Wang Lulu nodded, reluctantly, and walked to the entrance of the hall unhappily.
"Classmate Deng, there is only so much I can help you, so you can do it yourself." A pitying glance at Deng Jiuling, Qu Yan stepped on high heels and left.
For Qu Yan, Deng Jiuling was just passing by, a trivial little person, nothing more.
Qu Yan was able to "help" Deng Jiuling so much, she had done her best.
At this moment, Deng Jiuling is preparing to do something to teach the two security guards who do not know the heights.
Wang Lulu's sweet voice sounded just right: "Hold on!"