Chapter 1943

"Clothing size, 34a, 20, 34, starting price 60000 RMB!"

It turned out to be Hepburn's personal belongings. No wonder!

Murong yunshang just breathed, a soft voice came from his ear: "do you like it? Do you want it? "

Look at the photos and size of this dress. The waistline is too slim. It's estimated that there are few women who can wear it!

Suddenly, Murong yunshang shook his head: "I like Hepburn very much, but I'm not obsessed with collecting!"

She would spend more than one hundred and two hundred thousand to buy a dress, not to mention that she couldn't put it on. Even if she could, she didn't want it. She's a little bit of a cleanliness addict, not to mention second-hand ones. She thinks new ones are expensive!

Two people said Kung Fu, clothes have been in front of the "3" table guests with 280000 high price. The following items were all related to Hepburn. There was a powder box, a script, and a framed autograph. It was the one she liked very much.

Because the signature is a little expensive, some people are not sure whether it is my signature or not. In addition, there are some flaws in the corners of the photo, which is not very expensive. At the end of the photo, almost no one asked for a price. 598 is the lowest in our factory. In fact, I admire Audrey Hepburn very much in my heart. I think I'm very grateful. Just as Murong yunshang wants to get the brand, Han Weichen has already raised it.

"Six thousand eighteen!"

"6181 times, 6182 times -"

finally, for more than 6000 yuan, Murong yunshang took this picture of Audrey Hepburn.

At the time of leaving, Murong yunshang was in a different mood because of his small gains. Han Weichen shot a group of classical books. When they went to pay for the money, they had a good talk all the way.

After completing all the procedures, Murong yunshang knew that except for some related expenses, most of the money would be used for charity. That's why many celebrities came to the auction. After signing, Murong yunshang felt more and more happy. After all, it was a meaningful thing, and her heart didn't hurt so much Actually, she didn't pay for it!

"Thank you for your support to our charity! This is our souvenir. You can choose one you like and take it away! "

After the etiquette lady on one side helped to complete all the handover, they were led to the long table of the other. There were several groups of boxes on it, which were souvenirs of the auction. Men were lighters, women were bangers. It was a very simple style. The only special thing was that it might be custom-made, with the logo of the event printed on it.

Han Weichen chose a gold lighter and put it on: "thank you!"

There are many styles of hairpins for women, and some of them are headband styles. Although they are not valuable souvenirs, they are still exquisite. Turning around, Murong yunshang picked up a small hairpin with four rows of one character, which is also a gold base. One is pasted with a row of small pearls, the other with a small flower, which is just the heart shape of the auction Cross logo, there is a few of the simplest English letters, four together, just like the promotional icon of this event.

After choosing a pink logo, which is more suitable for one's own clothes, Murong yunshang picked it up: "how about this one?"

"Well, not bad!"

As soon as Han Weichen nodded, she motioned to the waiter with a smile: "that's it, thank you!"

Then she took the package apart and threw the bag directly into the small garbage can on one side of the table. It was half full. It seems that many people took it apart on the spot!

Gifts are sometimes like this. They don't care how expensive or good they are. They are just a kind of small joy: "eh, it looks good!"

If only Xiao Xi were a girl, she could use it for him!

"Shall I help you put them on?"

"Eh?"

Looking at the small hairpin in his hand, Murong yunshang felt as if he was still a little naive: "wear this!"

He took down the Pearl and Murong cloud clothes handed it to him: this pearl is more elegant, and it should not be abrupt with black hair.

Stroking the bangs, she also roughly pointed to a position.

Gently press her hair, Han Weichen carefully to her don't go up, then also press her hair to her adjustment a few times: "very match you, you wear what all look good!"

"Hee hee, thank you ~"

he reached out to touch it, and Murong yunshang couldn't help but smile and squint his eyes.

As soon as long Yuqun finished the formalities, he turned around and saw such a scene. In an instant, his face turned black, and his deep eyes suddenly rolled up a storm:

is she there?

Who is this ugly man?

Inadvertently, a lift eyes, just on the line of sight, Murong cloud Cape smile also instantly frozen: dragon to dragon?

Noticing her abnormality, Han Weichen unconsciously turned his body. At this time, a woman in a long sleeve and long skirt with black lace came gracefully"Long Shao, there are still souvenirs to take. Let's go and choose one."

AURI?

The moment is like a basin of cold water pouring down, Murong yunshang also instantly wake up, take back his eyes and take Han Weichen's arm, just like a smile: "Han input, let's go, go get the auction!"

"Good!"

He raised his hand and helped her arrange her hair before her forehead. They went to the door on the other side. After watching them leave for a while, long Yuqun bit the veins on his neck and faintly jumped:

this woman's eyes have grown into the cesspit, right?

After dealing with everything, Murong yunshang accompanies Han Yin to the thank you reception. On the dance floor, they have a dance. However, since meeting long Yuqun, Murong yunshang's mood has been obviously affected. Playing with him, he also forces his face to smile.

When a tango came down, the two of them jumped all over the hall, but Murong yunshang stepped on Han Weichen's feet several times: "I'm sorry, the water is accurate. I didn't expect that your tango was so professional!"

"Never mind! Murong - "

you taught it and practiced it for you! I really want to ask her if she has any feelings for Longyu Qun. After a long time, Han Weichen didn't say: "tired? Do you want to sit or leave? "

"All right!"

As soon as they turned around, a gust of wind flashed by, and then there was a loud crackling sound. Han Weichen was knocked out, several times staggered, and his back was stuck on the table before he stopped. On the other side, Murong yunshang was knocked down:

"ouch ~"

"sorry, sorry! I don't mean it! My son is ill, I'm in a hurry! I'm sorry

"Murong!"