"Three million for the third time."
The sound from the earphones was repeated with the scene.
Miss etiquette put her eyes on him: "Mr. Zhao paid three million, sir, do you want to increase the price?"
"Four hundred." Feng Nai's words caused a stir in the scene.
Even Mielong put his attention here.
No one would notice that Mo Bei, who was sitting there, paused for a moment with his slender fingers.
The louder the surrounding sounds, the more difficult it is to conceal the familiarity from the earphones.
The hostess over there showed a satisfied smile on her face: "Four million! Four million for the first time, four million..."
"It's you, the red suit. Consul Xu asked me to come." The very low voice, caught in the noise like a flood, made Mo Bei tightly clenched his hands in his trouser pockets.
She never thought of it.
The person who will be the interpreter will be him.
Feiying noticed Bey's abnormality at that moment, and touched Mo Bei's hand.
Mielong's gaze was also on this side at this time.
After Mo Bei noticed it, he hooked his lips and smiled, and said with a stern voice: "It's rare to meet someone who plays with me, Mr. Andre, do you think I should raise the price?"
The murderous intent in Mie Long's eyes gradually diminished, and it was just a perfunctory response to the prodigal son: "Mr. Zhao can do whatever he likes."
"Of course it is plus." Mo Bei held up the card with one hand, and the tattoo on the side of his face looked very beautiful because of his cold and pale complexion: "Five hundred."
The increasingly fierce bidding made everyone in the auction house feel very interesting.
The organizer is the most beautiful, otherwise the hostesses would not be smiling more and more sweetly.
What's more, at the moment when the boy's voice fell.
Immediately there was a price increase.
Feng Nai was wearing a black suit, and when he put his legs together, he had a calm beauty. In addition, he was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses with a chain today, which made him look even more noble and abstinent.
Obviously Mo Bei wanted to add more money.
Mie Long didn't want to waste any more time, so he turned his head and said, "Mr. Zhao, this rough stone is not worth much, and you've played enough, so don't increase the price, it's not worth it."
"How much is it worth?" Mo Bei asked seriously like a bumpkin who didn't understand anything.
Mie Long was disdainful in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face: "I can't get much emerald, but it's worth two hundred at most."
"Then I will listen to Mr. Andre." Mo Bei withdrew his hand: "Thinking about the money carefully, it is enough for me to eat, drink and have fun for a while. It is really not worthwhile to buy a stone."
Miss etiquette is still looking at this side: "5.6 million, the highest bid is 5.6 million now, is there any price, is there any more?"
Mo Bei didn't move again.
After the hostess saw it, she dropped a hammer: "5.6 million deal!"
According to the process, whoever bids will come to the stage to fetch the stone, and then decide whether to open the stone on the spot.
Miss Manners looked towards Feng Nai.
The restlessness has not stopped.
Feng Nai had already stood up, grabbed his trouser pocket with one hand, and walked towards the auction stage.
Of course, his appearance and demeanor are what many people are talking about.
"It's so handsome."
"The Feng family is indeed the leader."
Because of his long legs, he doesn't walk slowly, but people can't take their eyes off him.
Mo Bei could clearly feel the sound of footsteps getting closer behind him.
Da da da.
Every time it hits, it seems to be able to knock in her heart, and then reverberate.
Mo Bei didn't think he would recognize him.
After all, she even disguised her voice.
However, in order to confirm the contact person, Feng Nai suddenly stopped when he walked up to her...
(end of this chapter)