Meng Qi's face I heard you fart. In a blink of an eye, a group of people came in in in a mighty manner, and I understood in an instant.

Lying in the trough, he's here to hit the face!!!

The visitor is Mr. will, the president of the B family, followed by Bailey and Megan, and several people who look like big men. Recently, Shen Qianshu is in a lawsuit, and Mengqi also remembered one thing. The B family recently attaches great importance to the emerald business, perhaps thinking of wanting a treasure of the Town store.

The young master of their family, who claims to be soft hearted, kind-hearted and non murderous, just went to fight and threatened others with a gun, and then calmly came here to drink tea for auction bidding, with a heart to block the people of B family.

what the fuck!!!

With his money??

There are not many oriental faces in the auction house, because this auction of antique bracelets, which have been worn by several queens of the Qing Dynasty, is really a national treasure level antique jade.

"Give me the sunglasses!"

He stretched out his hand and asked for a pair of sunglasses with dark Wei. Meng Qi's face was expressionless. He wore sunglasses at night. Can he not pretend to be forced!! Tong Hua said that this force had to pretend, calmly put on sunglasses, cocked his legs and waited for the auction.

In the auction house, they sat relatively back, will and Megan, Bailey relatively front, and didn't recognize them. Instead, a businessman recognized the children's painting and looked at the shape of his underworld prince.

Businessman, "..."

This effect is what the underworld prince wants in his children's painting. The B family is called noble, and he will conquer you with the attitude of a local tyrant!

Meng Qi couldn't bear it. "Please, take off your sunglasses. It's so stupid. Our family is a serious aristocrat, okay?"

The housekeepers of their family are all serious aristocrats. In France, they all have land and Castle heirs, OK?

"No!" The little prince of the underworld refused stubbornly.

The auction begins.

Meng Qi wanted to stay away from him and didn't want to know his appearance.

This is not a live broadcast. The prince doesn't have such a heavy idol burden.

"Why don't you have a cigarette." Meng Qi satirizes.

"Shut up and get the money ready."

The auction * * is relatively lengthy. The bracelet is the final auction, and the front is full of calligraphy and painting, enamel colored porcelain, various cultural relics, etc. this time, the auction specification is relatively high. A bronze tripod with Oracle Bone Inscriptions sold for a sky high price of 30million Europe.

Finally, it's the turn of the eye-catching glass floating flower bracelet.

If it's just a glass floating flower bracelet, the value is not so high, but this bracelet has a different meaning. It's a treasure worn by queens several times, and the price quickly soared to 1500 euros.

The number of bidders gradually decreased, and Mr. will finally made a bid.

"1600 euros!"

“1700!” A collector bid.

The auction host was very happy. Will and the collector shouted the price all the way for 22million euros, and the collector regretted losing.

"22million euros once, 22million euros twice..."

He was about to shout for the third time, and it was a blow.

Wearing sunglasses, a group of cool children's paintings show signs.

The host was very happy when he saw someone raise his card, "23 million people have bid, this

He suddenly got stuck. He didn't know how to introduce it. Everyone turned around and saw a child sitting in the last row of the auction, wearing sunglasses and cocking his legs. He was so imposing that he almost didn't have a cigar in his mouth. His whole body was full of middle-class and domineering breath. At first glance, it was the momentum of the prince of the underworld.