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Volume 1: The Garden is Full of Spring Chapter 1193: A fierce warrior and an iron horse, swallowing up thousands of miles like a tiger!

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    He stood on the stage as stunned as a chicken.  The corners of the mouth are slightly open.  The embarrassed 'auctioneer' turned his attention to Zhou Yuheng and Huang Zhongshan in the audience.  He didn't know how to choose.  He looked confused.  to be honest.  I just don¡¯t feel confident.  This is the first time he has been in this business.  The most frustrating charity auction ever.

    "Eh. What's wrong? Oh, by the way. It's about the price. Uncle Huang. How much will Uncle Zhou pay you? I'll do it as usual. I'll make double in one night. You won't lose." Xiao Sheng tapped Erlang's leg.  Sitting there with fingers together.  Update as soon as possible without caring about the eyes of others.  Looking at the stage with an indifferent expression.

    It was almost like this in silence for about two minutes.  The guy suddenly stood up.  Walking towards the stage step by step.  This behavior of his.  It really made everyone take a breath.

    "Since you don't want to make this money, it's okay. I'll do it myself." After that.  Xiao Sheng snatched the wooden hammer from the opponent's hand.  After forcefully squeezing the other party off the stage.  Knocked on the table suddenly.  All of a sudden.  The hammering sound was deafening.  Everyone was stunned.  Wake up with a start.

    "Give it a try. This is much more standard than storytelling." When Xiao Sheng's words came out.  There were bursts of laughter from the audience.  Not particularly harsh though.  But one after another.  This also indirectly eased the tense atmosphere just now.

    "It's a good start. Let's talk about it first. We are not professionals. We are not specialized. Please forgive me if I say anything wrong. Those who are rich will support you with money. Those who have no money will support you personally. Let's stir up the atmosphere  "Finish this sentence.  He touched the spit foam that splattered from the corner of his mouth.  Continue shouting:

    "The first collection" accompanied Xiao Sheng's passionate speech.  The scene was originally lifeless.  It suddenly became lively.  Acted as an auctioneer.  Naturally.  Xiao Sheng cannot bid.  Speaking of which, these collections are really good.  The reason why Xiao Sheng was able to buy it at a low price.  It cannot rely on momentum and background.  He is not involved now.  Those bosses.  It's more or less open than it was at the beginning.

    It would hinder the face of the Zhou and Huang families.  No one dared to argue so hard that they would blush.  After all, I didn¡¯t shout a high price just now.  Come on now.  Wouldn't it be another slap in the face of the Zhou and Huang families?

    The entire charity auction.  Because of Xiao Sheng¡¯s ¡®uninvited arrival¡¯.  It was not as popular as expected.  Fortunately, a collection.  Bid twice.  Naturally, the benefits will not be less.  It's only a few hundred thousand more than Xiao Sheng's auction price.  Not too abrupt.  It also saved enough face for the Zhou and Huang families.  If there really is a scene of ¡®a hundred flowers blooming¡¯.  Tonight, Zhou Huang's family.  It's really embarrassing and embarrassing.

    Huang Zhongshan breathed a sigh of relief.  He looked at the stage with hazy eyes.  Xiao Sheng always wore a calm smile.  All the time.  They all classified him as a dandy.  No matter how evil the outside world is.  After all, experience is limited.  Mind should not be so mature.

    After returning.  He actually did a few things that seemed impressive.  Northern Province gathers capital.  Demonstration at the eastern suburbs racecourse.  this series of events.  It fell into Huang Zhongshan's eyes.  It's just that Guizhou donkey has no skills.  The last struggle before returning to glory.  The general trend is downward.  What kind of flowers can a young man like him come up with?  But today.  Every move of the other party.  Every decision.  It seems so easy.  But everything is done just right.  This young man.  Is it really impossible?

    The sale of the last collection.  Please come to more and faster chapters.  Makes the atmosphere of the scene.  Zhengerba Jing calmed down.  No matter if you are new.  Still an old man.  They all let go of their tense nerves.  This seemingly smokeless game.  The most painful.  Count them.  Which party to offend.  There is a possibility that they may not be able to eat and walk around.  Moderate.  Moderate is best.  .

    But things are unpredictable.  When the last piece of the collection was carefully carried off the stage.  Xiao Sheng had no intention of going down.  Continue to stand in the center of the stage.  A caring person.  I still vaguely remember what he said just now, ¡®I also bring an item¡¯.  Could it be.  .

    "Thanks to all the business CEOs and colleagues from all walks of life for their support. All the collections in this auction are top-notch." When Xiao Sheng said this.  There was a chuckle below the stage.  If it really fails.  I don¡¯t know whose face I lost.  .

    "For this charity auction, I am not talented. I also brought one piece. But it is not a collection. For now, it can be regarded as a commodity. Since it is a commodity, it must have its value. How much is it worth.  I don't guarantee it. It's up to you to decide when I get it done." When Xiao Sheng said this.  Bai Meiniang had already gotten up and disappeared.  Holding pen and ink.  With the help of the waiter.  A piece of rice paper was spread across the auction table.  The area of ??one times zero point eight.  Not big.  Just enough to frame.

    ??????????????????????????? Pulled the cuffs.  He took the brush handed over by Bai Meiniang.  Freshly ground ink.  Into thick black shape.  The pen tip is pressed into the cartridge.  Place one arm in front of the rice paper.  Just thought about it a little.  Then he wrote quickly.

    The clouds are flowing and the writing is as smooth as flowing water.  It penetrates the back of the paper while penetrating three points into the wood.  Like a falling stone.  The painting is like summer clouds.  The hook is like bending gold.  The weapon is like a crossbow.  There are images vertically and horizontally.  Low-spirited and ambitious.

      Done in one go.  Throw away the brush in your hand.  He leaned down and blew a few times.  Bai Jing stood silently behind him.  The eyes are sparkling.  While looking deeply at the tall figure.  I can't help but be impressed by his fonts.  A mysterious man.  He has endless charm.

    He waved his hand to signal Bai Jing beside him.  Stand on the other end and help lift it.  Bai Meiniang quickly recovered.  Went around to the other side of the corner of the table.  When two people put this word.  Facing the crowd.  When lifted up.  Many knowledgeable people.  I couldn¡¯t help but exclaim:

    "Good words" can really make everyone tremble.  Here are the words:

    "A warrior with a golden sword and an iron horse. He can swallow thousands of miles like a tiger."

    "Pa bang bang" Huang Zhongshan and Zhou Yuheng were the first to stand up and applaud.  With a bright and weak smile on his face.  For a while.  The whole scene.  Thunderous applause broke out.  .

    "Thank you. This is the product I brought today. The starting price is one yuan. There is no upper limit." Hearing this.  Zhou Yuheng burst into laughter.  Then he said:

    "My dear nephew, this dollar can't even buy this rice paper and Shen Mo. I'll pay one hundred" Hearing this.  Xiao Sheng bowed.  He glanced at everyone with piercing eyes.

    "Some people say that one's intention can be seen from a person's words. This sentence represents everything that I, Nalan Zhonglei, think about. I am a warrior and an iron horse. I am as angry as a tiger swallowing thousands of miles. I am back. I  Nalan Zhonglei is back" When Xiao Sheng said this in extremely plain language.  The venue was originally completely silent.  Suddenly there was a shout:

    "One million" After shouting this.  The bidder.  Stand up without any pretense.  Regardless of the elderly people present.  Both Zhou and Huang's families looked over at the same time.  When they see the person calling out the price clearly.  I couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

    Liu Heng.  The most representative eldest son of the third generation of the Liu family in Kyoto.  Grandson.  .

    An assembly number?  Still has a hidden meaning.
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