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"80,000, I will offer 80,000."

The price doubled all of a sudden, and the bidder was... Andy. The excited look on her face was suspicious.

Other female guests also favored the individual field, and many people did not participate in the auction when it reached the range of tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands, because the price was too much beyond the expectation of love. Even if Mr. Lin is very charismatic, let them It's hard to refuse, but it's hard to accept a month's salary to show kindness, but it's another matter if you want to keep him for a month... But the premise is that he can look at the tens of thousands of dollars. Hundreds of thousands of dollars.

The host pointed at Andy, smiled and said, "The lady in the black suit offered 80,000 yuan. Is there anyone with a higher bid? Is there?"

Bao Yifan frowned and raised his hand. He thought that Shengxuan Group had a reason to have a good relationship with Lin Yue, but he always felt that there was something wrong with Miss Andy's behavior.

"90,000, plus 10,000 for the total package."

Unknowingly, the price increase jumped from 1,000 yuan to 10,000 yuan.

Andy looked back at Bao Yifan, who waved his hand with a smile, but the beauty responded with a fierce stare.

"Andy, what's the matter with you?" Lao Tan whispered beside her, it was the first time he saw her lose her composure in public.

"The album that is being auctioned belongs to Xiao Ming...it's Xiao Ming." Andy was very excited, his hands clenched into fists were shaking, and his face was slightly pale.

She was sure that she read it correctly, it was the crayon album that she had asked the director of the nursing home to keep as a souvenir for her, and she never thought that she would see it again at today's reception.

Tan Zongming glanced at Lin Yue: "Why is Xiao Ming's album in his hands?"

This is also Andy's question, but the most important thing at the moment is to take pictures of things, and she will not let anyone other than herself take it away.

"100,000, no, 120,000..."

There was an uproar at the scene. The guests looked at Andy, and then at Tan Zongming beside her. Some "insiders" sighed in their hearts. It seems that Lin Yue's frequent contact with southern companies has pushed Shengxuan Group into a hurry. After all, the acquisition of Red Star It can help Shengxuan enrich the industrial chain, expand the market and improve growth potential, as well as brand competitiveness. Things like this, after this village, God knows if there is such a store.

"The lady offered 120,000."

"130,000!" A new asking price sounded from the corner.

"Okay, Ms. 33 offers 130,000."

"140,000!"

"Boss Bao is so generous, 140,000, is there anyone else to bid?"

Qu Lianjie held up a placard: "160,000."

"160,000, is there any 160,000?"

"200,000." It was Andy again.

"It's 200,000 now, 200,000 for the first time..."

"220,000!"

"The latest offer, 220,000, 220,000."

"240,000!"

"Mr. No. 21 is 240,000, 240,000..."

"..."

The quotation is still jumping up, and now it is basically 22,000 plus.

No one expected this kind of thing to happen. Hundreds of thousands of dollars is not a big amount for the participants today, but if you want to buy a picture album with hundreds of thousands of dollars, you will be a prodigal. Yes, if you want to have a good relationship with Mr. Lin, it is worth spending some money, but no one can guarantee that Mr. Lin will appreciate it. After all, this is a charity auction. He treats you as an offering of love and pays for kindness, and he has no place to reason. go?

The quotation was finally fixed at 800,000.

800,000 yuan for a crayon album, if you put it in the outside world, you will be called a fool to buy it.

Now this idiot is standing in the crowd with a smile on his face that only a winner can have.

Bao Yifan.

He lifted 100,000 yuan up in one breath.

Ms. Ziyi gave up at 500,000 yuan, Qu Lianjie didn't increase the price after 700,000 yuan, and Andy wanted to increase the price, but Tan Zongming pressed it down before raising his hand.

"You were tricked by someone surnamed Lin."

Hearing this sentence, Andy suddenly came to her senses. Before that, she asked Lin Yue why he didn't treat Bao Yifan better, in order to use the other party's eagerness to know him to push up the auction price. Now it seems that what he caught was not Bao Yifan, he came for her.

But knowing what's the use of these, she still voluntarily took the bait. The biggest difference between Yangmou and Conspiracy is that you know that there is a pit ahead, but you still have to jump into it with a face.

"Andy, calm down and listen to me." Tan Zongming looked at Lin Yue coldly: "Just know that the things fell into Bao Yifan's hands. Don't worry, I will definitely help you get them back."

Hearing this sentence, Andy gradually regained his composure, and was no longer as excited as before.

The auction didn't stop because of the small commotion below. After the picture album dropped the hammer at a price of 800,000, the ninth lot came on the stage.

Same as previous auction process.

When the twelfth lot was hammered down, the charity auction came to an end.

Except for the crayon album which was sold at a price of 800,000 yuan, the hammer prices of other lots were all within 50,000 yuan.

As Lin Yue said, his items fetched the highest price in the auction.

Wang Baichuan was stunned. He couldn't save a lot of money for a year. Look at Director Lin, who just got a crayon album and sold 800,000 yuan.

Perhaps seeing Wang Baichuan's thinking, Lin Yue said: "There are two most profitable businesses in the world, one is creation, the other is to play with people's hearts. Those who win one will have no worries about wealth."

"I need an explanation."

A voice from behind interrupted the conversation between the two. Wang Baichuan looked back, and Andy rushed to Lin Yue angrily. Then, as if realizing that it was inappropriate to discuss private matters in public, he took a deep breath to suppress his anger: "I think Talk to you alone."

Lin Yue nodded at Wang Baichuan, cast another glance at Tan Zongming, pointed to the balcony, and walked over with Andy.

"Why is that album in your hand?"

"I think the host's words have been made very clear."

"How did you know Xiao Ming?"

"Why can't I know Xiao Ming?"

Andy was stopped by his question, and it took him a while to react.

"So, you knew about my relationship with him a long time ago?"

"You can investigate my situation, why can't I investigate yours? Only state officials are allowed to set fires, but people are not allowed to light lamps?"

"..." Andy was speechless. She had never won an argument with this guy. Although she was not good at arguing with others, she felt completely different in Lin Yue's place. Feeling aggrieved is not the kind of superiority that does not argue with fools.

"So, you are the one who taught Xiao Ming how to draw?"

"That's right."

"But the dean said that your name is... called..."

"On the importance of learning Chinese well." Lin Yue said, "When you stop speaking Chinese without that damn bird language, you will understand the connection between the name the dean told you and the name I use now. "

When watching "Ode to Joy", one of Lin Yue's dissatisfaction with Andy's characteristics is that she bursts out a sentence or two of English words from time to time, as if this is the only way to fit her personality when she grew up in the United States.

"Even if you are Xiao Ming's art teacher, you can't auction off his album without permission."

"I've asked Xiao Ming for advice. He wants to sell the painting to buy medicine for Wang Ma, and also wants the dean to pay the nurse more to marry a wife."

"You know that Xiao Ming is mentally handicapped..."

"So, from now on, everything about him will be subject to your arrangements? Why not let him stay in the nursing home, at least there are his relatives and friends there, do you think you can give him happiness and happiness? Oh, The high-quality living conditions, enviable annual salary and status you think are completely meaningless to him. The tea, egg and millet porridge in the nursing home can warm a Chinese stomach far more than your milk-soaked oatmeal. The long-term guardianship for several years is more affectionate than you doing a few sets of Sudoku puzzles with him, and those old people who applaud his paintings, the recognition you give him on weekdays is beyond your comprehension and incomprehensibility. The precious wealth given. There is an old saying in China that if a child is not a fish, he will know the happiness of a fish. In many cases, wishful thinking for your own good does not necessarily lead to positive results.”

"..." Andy was speechless again.

At this time, Lin Yue heard Wang Baichuan calling him, so he left her and walked into the hall.