Sweet Wife, be Good!

However, there was a heated discussion among the audience: "Leave the fairy skirt? It is said that it is the skirt that has been passed down in the Han Dynasty until now. After many years of war and rain, the history of dynasty changes, it has been kept by Ms. Gong Enci. ?"

"This is also the skirt that Ms. Gong Enci wore when she won all the major dance championships in the world!"

"It's also the skirt that many foreign collectors, dancers, and historians paid tens of millions of dollars, and Ms. Gong Enci didn't sell it!"

"It's even a dress that the National Museum borrowed to study several times!"

"But, I heard that there was a problem with the fabric of that skirt, and it is no longer as gorgeous as before."

"Yes, it is said that because of those problems, the style of the entire skirt is greatly reduced, and the value is also half-folded."

"It would be great if Ms. Gong Enci donated the skirt to professionals for safekeeping. Such a hand-held skirt, just like this..."

"Shhh, this is a skirt handed down from one's own ancestors. How can I keep it?

"But this is also a treasure in the history of human civilization and art! It is ruined in this way, and no one feels uncomfortable. I have one thing to say."

"The deceased is the big one, let's not talk about what is wrong with Ms. Gong Enci."

The host heard the discussion in the audience and said: "Everyone, there was a problem with the fairy skirt, but in the end, it was repaired by a designer."

"Really?"

"Who is that? This is too powerful, right?"

"I heard that many people have seen skirts before, but they can't repair them at all. How can this be done?"

"At that time, Ms. Gong Enci was said to have been unable to live well, waiting for someone to repair her fairy skirt, but she didn't wait until, did someone really do it later?"

Everyone was surprised.

Even Shen Ye said with interest: "Who is this amazing?"

On the big screen on the stage, Ms. Gong Enci's last dance in the hospital ward before her death immediately appeared.

Everyone in the audience was shocked by this last dance, and it was suddenly quiet.

Until the whole dance was finished, everyone was still in solemnity.

"Liuxian skirts are now being auctioned, with a starting price of 10 million yuan and a price increase of 100,000 yuan." The auctioneer's words brought everyone's thoughts back.

This price is quite appropriate, after all, someone from abroad had already offered Gong Enci a single bid of several tens of millions.

Xia Ruomeng and Fang Minghao didn't expect much of this suit.

It's just a little curious, who is the man who repairs the clothes? It must be the most famous person in the clothing association.

A blush of happiness appeared on Xia Ruomeng's face when he thought of staying with such a person in the Fashion Association.

Someone started to bid.

very competative.

After all, this skirt is worth the high price no matter from which dimension.

Even Fang Minghao called a few hands, but his attitude was not very firm, and the price was quickly increased by others.

"Thirty million!" Someone called for a price.

Xia Jiu held a card: "35 million."

Hearing her holding a placard, Xia Ruomeng looked at her sideways, and Xia Jiu asked again? Where did she get so much money?

Shen Muhan held up a card: "Forty million!"

He came all night, and this was the first time he raised his placard, and everyone's eyes turned on him.

His expression is extremely weak, the lights in the audience are not very clear, and the look on his face is not clear.

Xia Jiu's heart suddenly became frustrated, what kind of muddy water is he coming for? He doesn't like dancing, he doesn't like design, and he can't see the exquisiteness of this dress. What's the fun?

"50 million!" Xia Jiu offered the price.

"Sixty million!" Shen Muhan continued to bid.

"70 million." Xia Jiu continued.

"80 million." Shen Muhan still pressed her.

Xia Jiu tilted his head to look at him, and wanted to ask him if there was something wrong.

Shen Muhan glanced sideways, glanced at her, Xia Jiu glared at him, he looked nothing, with a "why can't I?" expression on his face.

Xia Jiu squeezed the sign, and after struggling several times, he gave up.

Although she has a lot of checks of 20 million, in front of the father who gave the checks, these many obviously don't have the real strength. He wants to really take advantage of himself and throw out all his wealth.

"Okay, okay, let you go." Xia Jiu put the sign on the ground, announcing to give up all.

The price reached 80 million, and basically no one in the audience raised any more placards.

Especially, Shen Muhan is in a certain posture, and some people are always afraid of him.

Xia Ruomeng also sneered slightly, Xia Jiu really couldn't help but wanted to compete with Shen Muhan for this fairy dress.

Where does her courage come from?

Just when everyone thought that Shen Muhan's 80 million was already a fixed number, suddenly someone else raised a placard, and the smiling voice became clearer and brighter: "One hundred million!"

It's Shen Ye!

Everyone clearly saw that the person holding the placard was Shen Ye who was sitting next to Xia Jiu.

This seat is also strange tonight, Shen Ye and Shen Muhan are sitting side by side with Xia Jiu.

But in the end, it was the two of them finally holding a card to fight.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Xia Jiu's position.

Xia Jiu: "..."

"One hundred and twenty million." Shen Mu Hanyun was calm and quiet, with a cold voice.

"One hundred and forty million." Shen Ye was not to be outdone either.

Everyone was whispering about the feud between Shen Muhan and the Shen family, and they were all guessing whether the conflict between the two people would involve the struggles and differences within the Shen family.

"180 million." Shen Muhan continued.

Xia Jiu's eyelids twitched a little.

The audience was shocked by this number.

Although a fairy skirt is rare, it is only a skirt after all...

Shen Ye also gritted his teeth a bit now: "190 million!"

Xia Jiu couldn't help but say: "Young Master Ye, why is this? If you want to bid him this way, he can ask you for a day."

Shen Muhan owns an industry and is rich in a country.

And Shen Ye has always been idle, although he has the ability, but after all, he can't compete with people like Shen Muhan who owns the company.

For this tone, is it worth it?

Hearing Xia Jiu talking to Shen Ye, for his sake, Shen Muhan sat aside, his brows frowned into a deep crease.

Shen Ye glanced at her: "Sister, I promised Xia Lin to give you this skirt. She said that you like this thing. She used to study at home. I can't be an unbelieving villain, right? "

"Give it to me? Farewell, I don't want it!" Xia Jiu thought he was fighting with Shen Muhan before. Hearing this, the corner of his eyes twitched even more.

She didn't want Xia Lin to accept Shen Ye's personal affection.

"No? A gentleman is hard to chase after a word. I have to take down this skirt tonight, how expensive it is."

The two of them were close, and their voices were quiet, but Shen Muhan was not far away, and they heard them all.

His frowning brows loosened.