The Heaven’s Jailer

In Yang Heng's impression, Liu Lang was an irritable person, but under his own provocation, he still looked calm. I don't know if he was pretending, or he really didn't care.

Yang Heng suddenly felt that he was holding his breath in his chest and couldn't vent it, but this kind of occasion was obviously not suitable for verbal confrontation. After a cold laugh, Yang Heng sat down in his seat.

"Master, you seem to have a grudge against that old guy?" Song Lala was smart, although Liu Lang and Yang Heng only said a few words, she heard the implication.

"There is a grudge, and it's a big grudge, either you die or I live." Liu Lang said half-jokingly.

So far, there is no evidence that Yang Heng is the culprit that caused the bankruptcy of the Liu family. Yang Heng is very cautious and has not left any useful information on his computer. The black three have been monitoring for a long time, but they have not fed back anything useful. , but the more this happened, the more suspicious Liu Lang felt about Yang Heng.

"Master's enemy is my enemy, let me teach him a lesson later!" Song Lala said with a spirit of sympathy, clenched her fists.

The auction will start soon.

The first one to appear was a modern landscape painting by a certain painter, with a reserve price of 150,000. Liu Lang had no research on calligraphy and painting at all, and he had never even heard of that painter.

In the end, the landscape painting was sold by an old man at a price of 100,000 yuan higher than the reserve price.

"The second lot is a red emerald ornament. The reserve price is 200,000 yuan." The hostess brought the second lot to the stage, and the host lifted the red cloth on it, and a plant carved from red emerald roses appeared in front of everyone.

"Red jadeite is extremely rare among jadeites. This lot is uniquely crafted. Based on the shape of the original stone, it has been meticulously designed and carved..." The host sputtered and introduced the red jadeite rose, or used the word "boast" to express it more. to be accurate.

But no matter how extravagant the host said, many people still shook their heads.

This red emerald rose has two shortcomings. One is that the texture of the emerald is too poor, and the other is that the theme of rose is a little radical for most of the people present.

Because most of the people present are not young, it is obviously not appropriate to put a rose decoration at home.

"The second lot below is entering the bidding stage, please bid!" After the host introduced, he picked up the hammer in hand.

However, the scene below was cold.

The host also knew that this red emerald rose was a little uncomfortable in this auction, and when he was about to say a few words to break the deadlock, a little girl in the first row raised her sign.

"400,000." Song Lala called out crisply.

The host was a little silly, and swallowed a mouthful of spittle, "Miss, did you not understand the reserve price, the reserve price is 200,000 yuan."

"Can't I offer 400,000 yuan? I think this emerald rose is worth the price!" Song Lala said seriously with wide eyes.

"Here, you can pay 400,000 yuan." The host wiped off his sweat. It was the first time in his many years of auctioning that he didn't start from the reserve price, but directly doubled it. Trying to calm down, he shouted Said: "One time for 400,000, two times for 400,000..."

Undoubtedly, no one had any brains to compete with Song Lala. Song Lala bought the red emerald rose at a price of 200,000 more than the reserve price.

"Well, Lala, in fact, if you pay 200,000 yuan, you can take a picture of this emerald rose. Didn't you realize that other people are not interested at all?" Liu Lang reminded from the side.

"But I think this emerald rose is very cheap even if it is 400,000 yuan. I have decided. I will take this rose to confess my love to Fang Ya tomorrow, and it will definitely succeed!" Song Lala looked forward to it, obviously not paying attention to the price .

Next, Liu Lang once again saw Song Lala's prodigal family. As long as it had something to do with picking up girls, Song Lala basically took it into his pocket, and the price he called out was several blocks away from other people.

"Whose prodigal daughter is this!"

Some people who lost their beloved things couldn't help talking about it. No one knew Song Lala's identity. They just thought that this little girl didn't take money for money.

"Lala, you are too high-profile, and you will easily cause public anger." Liu Lang felt that he was a prodigal before, but compared with Song Lala, he was nothing compared to Song Lala. Liu Lang made a rough estimate, and after a while , Song Lala spent more than five million yuan, and she didn't mean to stop at all.

"Am I high-profile?" Song Lala didn't realize it at all. She sighed and said, "My dad gave me 100 million auction funds. I don't spend all of them. I feel uncomfortable!"

"One hundred million?"

Liu Lang suddenly became uneasy. When he was the eldest son of the Liu family, he had never seen so much pocket money. What is the origin of Song Lala's father? Not to mention Nanshan, the whole of China may be able to take it out casually. There are not many rich people who spend 100 million yuan as pocket money for their daughters.

"The next lot is a set of ancient battle armor. The exact age is unknown, and the reserve price is 10,000 yuan." At this moment, another lot was sent to the stage.

This set of ancient battle armor is made of iron plates connected in series. Probably because of the age, the iron plates are all corroded, and it seems that they can be broken if shaken vigorously. The appearance is really a bit miserable. The key point is that the base price is simply insulting. Which one of them is not worth hundreds of millions, and 10,000 yuan is not enough for them to eat.

Many people began to discuss, and some even thought that Caltex was unprofessional, and it was disrespectful to the people present to put this kind of goods at this price for auction.

When the host saw that something was wrong, he quickly explained, "Everyone, although this set of armor is not in good condition, it has a very big feature, that is, it is very hard. Wearing it can be said to be invulnerable. We have entrusted a professional organization to carry out the inspection Testing, but did not confirm what material this battle armor is made of."

"Invulnerability? Do you think someone will wear this junk?" Someone booed.

The host was also a little embarrassed. Before he saw such an item in the auction, he felt a little incredible. Later, he found out that it was collected by the old man of a certain leader. The old man always thought it was a priceless treasure, but no one Experts agreed that the old man felt that there must be someone who knew the goods at the auction, so he had to send this set of tattered armor to the auction house, in the name of euphemism, to test his vision with the market.

That leader has a high position, Caltex naturally wants to give face, so this set of tattered armor was able to appear in the auction, and it was given a relatively late appearance order.

"The reserve price is 10,000, is there any bid?" At this time, the host could only bite the bullet and continue the auction. At worst, no one bid and failed the auction.

It's a pity that no one spoke.

"Any bids?"

The host yelled twice, but still no one spoke. Just as he was about to announce that the filming had failed, a voice suddenly sounded from the audience.

"Ten thousand."

Liu Lang tried his best to keep calm. The reason why he waited until now to call the price was because he was afraid that someone would compete with him. At an auction, even if you like something more, don't act like you are bound to get it, especially if there is an opponent present Liu Lang was afraid that if he couldn't wait to bid the price, Yang Heng would deliberately raise the price with him. After all, he has no money on hand now, and the 10,000 yuan will be accounted for by ginseng in the follow-up auction.

But Liu Lang obviously thought too much.

Seeing Liu Lang bid for a junk item worth 10,000 yuan, Yang Heng, who was also in the first row, couldn't help curling his lips. To be honest, he really wanted to cheat Liu Lang. Liu Lang, aren't you a bull? Whatever I buy, I will raise the price accordingly. Anyway, Yang Heng is not short of money now, but Liu Lang has become a poor man, but facing the tattered battle armor worth 10,000 yuan, Yang Heng really can't save face and bid. It doesn't match his current status.

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