"Ha ha, that's a good reason!" Lin Hai suddenly felt that he was a very interesting man.

"By the way, you have offended the Xia family this time, but you are cruel enough. Even Xia Bin, who is the most favored by master Xia, has been beaten by you. Are you not afraid to tell the truth?" Su Hao suddenly turned his head and asked curiously.

"Some of them are obedient, even docile." Lin Hai smiles.

"But it doesn't mean that I will tolerate again and again. Once I break through my bottom line, I'll do it in a word!"

"Well said!" Su Hao clapped his hands and praised, "a man should be such a man!"

"Yes." Lin Hai suddenly curiously looked at Su Hao, "how do you know I beat Xia Bin?"

"Ha ha, what's so strange about this? It's been spread all over the upper class dandy circles of Yanjing city for a long time. Now it's almost known that your name is mentioned." Su Hao looked as if he had taken it for granted.

"Well, Xia Xiao is also a member of Xia family?" Lin Hai heard Xia Yong just mentioned Xia Bin's name, they must be a family, "why does Xia Xiao seem to know?"

"Xia Xiao?" Su Hao's mouth was cocked and his face was disdained.

"It seems that elder brother Lin doesn't know the upper circles of Yanjing. With Xia Xiao's identity, he doesn't even have the qualification to know this matter!"

"Oh." Lin Hai nodded.

"Well, can Meng Xu enter this circle?" Lin Hai continued to ask.

"Meng Xu?" Su Hao a Leng, "China star that little total?"

"Yes, that's him!"

"In his capacity, he can naturally enter this circle, but it is only the middle and lower classes."

"And Xia Bin is at the top of the whole circle, not comparable to Meng Xu's

With that, Su Hao took a look at Lin Hai.

"Why, brother Lin, are you afraid now?"

"Afraid?" Lin Hai a burst of funny, with his strength now, will be afraid of Xia Bin, an ordinary person?

"The first time I heard of such a circle, I was just a little curious."

Su Hao smiles faintly and nods.

"I really admire brother Lin's skill in killing Xia Bin's bodyguard. But I have to remind you that Xia Bin is a narrow-minded man who will never give up. If he wants to deal with you, brother Lin's extraordinary skill is far from enough."

"Hehe, what means he has, I'll follow him." Lin Hai faintly smiles, a dandy just, he did not put Xia Bin in the eye at all.

Seeing that Lin Hai said so sure, Su Hao smiles slightly, and is not good to say anything. Instead, he turns his head to Lin Yun.

"Is this beauty?"

"My sister, Lin Yun, is a freshman at Yanjing Normal University." Lin Hai said.

"Hello, brother su. Thank you for helping me out." Lin Yun said hello politely.

"It's easy. Even if I don't show up, your brother has the ability to solve it." Su Hao waved his hand with a smile, and his eyes stayed on Lin Yun's pretty face for a while.

Lin Yun immediately lowers his head shyly, and Su Hao just smiles calmly and moves his eyes away.

At this time, Xia Yong also came in and sat down in the middle of a seat. When he saw the sea of forest, he snorted coldly and did not hide his resentment in his eyes.

Xia Xiao and Li Xue two people, did not follow in, do not know is to go back, or simply do not have the qualification to come in.

As the crowd continued to arrive, the auction finally began.

A middle-aged man in a tuxedo walked to the front desk with a smile and bowed to the audience.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to this auction. I am the auctioneer of this auction. Let me introduce to you the rules of the auction..."

The auctioneer gushed that Lin Hai was the first time to participate in the auction. He listened very carefully, while the rest of the audience was noisy. Obviously, it was not the first time he had come to such an occasion. No one listened to it.

It took five minutes for the auctioneer to complete the introduction, and then announced!

Auction, now!

Then they stopped whispering in private and became quiet.

"The first thing is a piece of Han dynasty ceramics..."

An etiquette lady wearing a high fork Qipao pushed the auction products up, and the auctioneer introduced them professionally, trying to exaggerate the collection value of the Han dynasty ceramics.

After the introduction, I stopped a little and quoted the price.

"Han dynasty ceramics, starting price 500000 yuan!"

"550000!"

As soon as the auctioneer announced the starting price, someone immediately called out the price of 550000!

"600000!"

"I'll give you 700000!"

"One million!"

"1.2 million!"

……In every corner of the auction room, there was a high bidding wave.

Finally, this piece of Han dynasty ceramics, with a price of 2.1 million yuan, was taken by a middle-aged man.

"The second object is an ancient Song Dynasty painting..."

With Miss etiquette pushing out the Song Dynasty ancient paintings, Xia Yong's breath suddenly became dignified.

Xia Yong came here to take a picture of this song dynasty ancient painting and give it to him as a gift.

It can be said that Xia Yong is bound to win this ancient painting!

"This Song Dynasty ancient painting, the starting price is 300000!"

"I'll pay 350000!" The price was quoted immediately.

"400000!"

"500000!"

"I'll give a million!" Suddenly a voice rang out.

People look sideways one after another to see who is pushing up the price so much all of a sudden.

When he saw Xia Yong sitting there, staring at the ancient paintings, his face arrogant, many people backed out.

Although Xia Yong was slapped by Lin Hai just now, it looks very embarrassed and humiliating, but it doesn't mean that Xia Yong has no strength. At least many of them here can't provoke Xia Yong.

It's just an ancient painting. It's not a masterpiece by a famous artist. No one wants to offend Xia Yong.

"1.1 million!" However, there is still an old man who loves calligraphy and painting. He hesitates to offer a price.

"1.5 million!"

The old man's voice fell to the ground. Xia Yong raised his voice and offered a high price again. At the same time, his eyes were cold and he turned to the old man with a trace of provocation.

The old man was so frightened that he stopped immediately.

After waiting for a long time, there is no second person to stand up and offer a higher price.

"Xia's total bid is 1.5 million. Is there any higher one?" The auctioneer, with a professional smile, looked around the crowd around the stage and asked aloud.

You look at me, I look at you, no one speaks.

"Well, 150 times!" The auctioneer put up a finger.

Xia Yong sat there, looking around with a trace of pride on his face.

"1.5 million twice!"

Still no one to speak, Xia Yong's smile is more prosperous.

"1.5 million three times!"

The auction hall was still silent, and Xia Yong nodded with satisfaction, and the painting finally came to hand.

"Well, I declare that the winner of this ancient painting is Xia..."

"Wait a minute!" Just as the auctioneer's drumsticks were about to be knocked down, a lazy voice came out slowly.

People were surprised and looked at the source of the sound.

A young man in the front row suddenly stretched out and casually raised a finger.

"I'll give you $1.5 million, 0.1 yuan!"

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