After the waistcoat boy put the glass cabinet containing the ghost seal back to its original position, he picked up the bells for each box one by one.
After going around, all those people had bells in their hands, but Wu Xiaoxie didn't.
Just as he was wondering, he didn't expect that the waistcoat boy finally picked up a small lantern covered with green cloth and presented it to Wu Xiaoxie.
As soon as the lantern appeared, the whole place was in an uproar.
Everyone looked at Wu Xiaoxie sitting on the chair in shock.
As Wu Xiaoxie's number one horse boy today, Fatty, although confused, still reached out to take the small cyan lantern and put it on the table near Wu Xiaoxie.
As soon as he put it down, the entire venue suddenly burst into warm applause.
Wu Xiaoxie and the others were completely confused.
A waiter came up from behind and hung the small cyan lantern on the hook of the carved pillar behind Wu Xiaoxie.
Old Mrs. Huo said quietly from the side: "If you don't pay tribute to your admirers, no one in this hotel has dared to light this sky lantern for a long time. You can be regarded as giving your father Wu some face. From now on, no one in the world will know about it." , everyone knows your reputation as the young master of the Wu family."
"But for this moment of prestige, I'm afraid your old Wu family will be burned down by your prodigal lamp this time." Mrs. Huo sneered.
Wu Xiaoxie was startled by the coolness in her tone, and suddenly thought of the ancient meaning of "lighting a sky lantern" that his grandfather once told him when telling a story.
His eyes widened instantly, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
There is only one thought in my mind at this moment, and that is - it's over!
He turned to look at Zhang Zhu and the others, his eyebrows wrinkled into bitter gourds.
Zhang Zhuxun dragged a chair from one side, sat behind Wu Xiaoxie, crossed his legs, and said lazily: "I don't need to worry about it now, old lady. Our mistress is rich, it's just a sky lantern, there's no need for it." Alarm the Wu family."
The fat man also pulled up a chair and sat down. He approached Zhang Zhu and asked, "What does that old woman mean? What kind of prodigal lamp?"
Zhang Zhuoxun chuckled lightly, raised his hand and pointed to the empty chair behind him, and said to the little brother: "Brother, come sit here too, aren't your legs tired from standing for such a long time?"
The little brother had no expression on his face, but he still carried the chair over and sat down as he was told.
Zhang Zhuxun then said slowly: "Lighting the sky lanterns. As the name suggests, it means to reserve the place. The main seat on the right where Wu Xie is sitting is the position of the lantern holder. No matter what is photographed in this round, he will automatically get an additional vote. .”
Seeing that Wu Xiaoxie's face turned pale, Zhang Zhuxun quickly added, "Of course, every increase in price is capped. You can't ask for excessive prices. The auction also has a time limit."
The fat man's eyes widened and he squeezed out a sentence through his teeth, "Then you, you damn girl, just said you were naive and rich. He has so much money. His little shop hasn't been open for a long time and he has already been unable to make ends meet."
The voice presiding over the auction on the stage slowly turned his head and stared coldly here.
The fat man didn't notice this at all. He fumbled around in his pocket and pulled out a card, "Fat man only has more than three to four million in his hand. This is useless."
Zhang Zhuo burst into laughter.
Wu Xiaoxie glared at him with a dark face and gritted his teeth, "You kid can still laugh. When this Deng Te Niang explodes, my hands will be chopped off, my feet will be chopped off, and my heart will be ripped out. Then you will cry for me." Go to the grave!"
Seeing that Sheng Shengluo's face turned gloomy, Zhang Zhuxun said calmly: "What are you afraid of? I have money, so what if I order a few more."
Huo Xiuxiu on the side couldn't help but asked curiously: "Aren't you Young Master Wu's follower? How much money can you have? The asking price is now almost 90 million."
Seeing Zhang Zhuoxun's confident and unfazed look, Wu Xiaoxie suddenly thought of something, "You're not trying to push that thing out, are you? Isn't that your dragon's back?"
He thought Zhang Zhuxun was planning to use the Vulcan Blood Jade Ruyi or the Skeleton Fantasy as collateral.
"There is no way it will come to that point." Zhang Zhuoxun smiled and shook his head, "Don't worry, I have been prepared before coming. As long as the asking price does not exceed a few billion, I can win it."
Huo Xian
The corner of Gu's mouth twitched, "It's not a bad tone, I'm afraid it won't be over by then."
Huo Xiuxiu on the side became even more curious, "How can you, a little follower, get so much money?"
Zhang Zhuoxun poured himself a cup of tea and took a sip, "Although I am just a little follower, I have a lot of blessings from my ancestors."
"Oh?" Huo Xiangu asked casually, "May I ask this little friend, what is your ancestor's surname?"
Zhang Zhuoxun chuckled, looking at Huo Xiangu's expression with unclear meaning, "My ancestor's surname is indeed not an ordinary expensive one."
"I would like to hear the details." Huo Xiangu still didn't understand where the young man in front of her got the confidence, but it didn't look like he was just pretending.
I couldn't help but think carefully in my heart, could he really be the second-generation young master from some big family?
She wanted to know, but Zhang Shuxun was unwilling to tell her. He deliberately teased her, "It's your turn to know. You will know it when the time comes. There is no point in saying it now."
After saying that, he stopped paying attention to Huo Xiangu's appraising gaze.
Seeing how calm he was, Wu Xiaoxie was no longer as panicked as before. She quietly approached him and asked, "Are you really sure?"
Although he knows that Muyu has always been awesome, this is not playing hand in hand after all. In such a dark place, if you are dragged into the sea to feed the fish, you will never be completely beard and tail. alive.
The fat man also came over and said in a low voice: "Don't hold on when you are risking your life like this. There are still a dozen precious bottles in the fat man's warehouse. It takes ten or twenty million to replace them. It can still be used to offset some of it." .”
Wu Xiaoxie also took out his card and stuffed it into Zhang Shuxun's hand, "I only have 10 million in my hand. If I really can't do anything, I have to call my second uncle for help."
After all, he is his only biological nephew, so his second uncle would never leave him alone...right...
The little brother suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched Wu Xiaoxie's shoulder hard. He nodded to Zhang Zhu and then stared at the glass cabinet below, obviously having made a plan.
"No, no, no." Zhang Zhuxun returned the cards of the two of them, and took out a card with a black background and gold stamping patterns from his pocket, "Although it's not much, the amount I can move now is about ten or twenty. There are still billions.”
"What?" Wu Xiaoxie and Fatty said in unison, their voices rising several times.
The fat man quickly covered his mouth and glanced around the stage below and the people bidding upstairs. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he covered his mouth and said angrily: "Are you a donkey like us?" Where did you get so much money?"
Zhang Shuxun held the card between the fingers of his right hand and flipped it over flexibly. He looked very relaxed and said, "Don't worry, I have other properties."
Those industries are all managed by a good system manager for him, and they are all very profitable investments and shareholdings. He only puts his name on them, and other systems can handle them.
Moreover, he found that the system's understanding and control of the world was much deeper than he imagined.
It seems that except for being a little helpless when facing "it", the system can be said to be completely magical.
This also made Zhang Zhuxun more curious about what the system was like.
However, this guy in the system is a dull gourd, and he won't tell him things he doesn't want to tell him no matter how much he asks.
The fat man asked in surprise: "Is it possible that you are still a hidden rich man?"
Zhang Zhuxun smiled modestly, "I'm just barely doing it, but I can't compare to the real rich people."
Looking at his expression, Fatty knew that this kid Muyu really had something in mind, so he stopped worrying and lay down by the fence to watch the people bidding below.
The bidding below kept rising, and the fat man was so excited that he wiped his sweat and didn't even bother to eat melon seeds.
In just a short time, the price has soared to 130 million.
Wu Xiaoxie gritted his teeth and whispered, "Damn it, I have never seen so much money in my life."
"Bring on the aura of your mistress. After today, your name will be completely known all over the world. No one will dare to look down on you when you go out." Zhang Zhuxun grabbed a handful from the fruit plate on the table.
Melon seeds.
Then I peeled them off one by one with my hands, put them on the napkin, piled them up into a small mountain, and pushed them to the little brother's hand.
The little brother looked down, grabbed half of the mountain of melon seeds, and threw it into his mouth.
Zhang Zhuxun pushed the remaining half to Wu Xiaoxie's hand, then stood up and walked to the fence to stand with the fat man, looking down.
The crisp sound of bells comes and goes, jingling together.
Some people were just like the Tibetan Emirates on Mount Emei, with their eyes wide open and their faces red, staring straight at the ghost seal in the glass cabinet, as if they wanted to pounce on it and grab it.
The remaining ones who didn't even ring the bell are the final contenders in this auction.
The second half has not yet started. In their eyes, the current price is just a drop in the bucket, and it will not make them go to war.
The first half ended quickly, and the halftime break was slowly announced.
The guys moved the glass cabinet down, and two theater actors appeared on the stage, wearing costumes and makeup, and started singing babblingly.
The temperature in everyone's minds, which was heated by the atmosphere at the scene, slowly dropped and they regained some composure.
The short play ended quickly, and the second half of the auction began.
The fat man rubbed his hands in excitement, "It's about to begin. It's about to begin. Next is the highlight of today's auction."
Sure enough, starting from the 150 million at the end of the first half, those big guys who had never rang the bell also started to work hard.
The bells rang louder than before.
Standing slowly on the stage, he kept announcing the name of the box ringing the bell and the amount of the increase, with the smile on his face always the same.
In the end, the only ones still insisting on ringing the bell were Jie Yuchen and Liu Lisun in the two boxes opposite.
When the others saw that this was a fight between the big guys, they realized that it was just too tough, so they all stopped.
Mrs. Huo was still sipping her tea calmly, showing no intention of being anxious at all.
Jie Yuchen and Liu Lisun on the opposite side seemed to be on bars. If one rang the bell, the other had to ring double.
The bidding skyrocketed and soon exceeded 300 million.
The fat man's hands were trembling when he turned back, "Damn, these people are really throwing money around like coins. It's a worthwhile trip for the fat man to see this happen."
Suddenly, I thought about it, grandma, if someone pays 300 million, that means they have to pay more than my mother’s 300 million.
"Can you handle this little thing?" Fatty asked silently.
Zhang Zhuxun smiled slightly and said, "The fun is yet to come."
Opposite Liu Lisun stared at Wu Xiaoxie sitting on the chair with sinister eyes for a few times, and then directly ordered the waiter beside him, "Light the lamp!"
The guy ran out and talked to the guy at the Crescent Hotel.
Soon, the voice from below said loudly: "Mr. Liu Lisun, the guest of Dongli Pavilion, is lighting the lanterns. Now it's time to enter the lantern fight."
Xie Yuchen, who was in the box next to him, frowned slightly and then made up his mind, "Let's light the lamp too."
The smile on Huan Sheng's face became brighter and brighter, "Mr. Xie Yuchen, a guest of Moyan Hall, lights up the lamp."
The people eating melon below were in an uproar.
"Let me go, what kind of day is it today? Are these gentlemen crazy?" Someone muttered in confusion.
Someone on the side said happily: "You don't care what the reason is, gods are fighting, we little guys can just watch the show quietly."
"I think what you said makes perfect sense."
In the box, Huo Xiangu, who had been holding a tea cup, finally reacted.
She put down the porcelain cup in her hand and looked at the stage below through the bead curtain, with no emotion or anger on her expression.
Zhang Zhuxun turned around and looked at her with a smile, "Old lady, the play must be sung together to make it lively."
Huo Xiangu raised her eyebrows and glanced at him, then sighed slowly, "In that case, I, the old woman, should join in the fun today."
After saying this, he winked at Huo Xiuxiu next to him.
Huo Xiuxiu nodded and walked to the fence
, shouted slowly to the voices below: "Let's light the lamps too."
Hearing this, Liu Lisun suddenly knocked the walnuts in his hand, with a gloomy expression on his face, "This old lady Huo is also joining in the fun."
It doesn't matter that Huo Xiangu and Xiao Jiuye are the local gangsters in the capital. Today, his Liuli grandson is bound to get this ghost seal.
After thinking about it for a while, Liu Lisun gave some instructions to the waiter in a low voice.
The waiter quickly stood up, opened the bead curtain, walked out, and shouted to Wu Xiaoxie in Caihe Hall: "The guy opposite who lit the lamp, don't hold on if you don't have money. I know you young man is thin-skinned. Our master Today, for the sake of your commendable courage, I will save you some face. If you throw away the lamp yourself, our master will ensure that you get out of the Crescent Hotel safely."
Liu Lisun completely ignored Wu Xiaoxie, who had never shown his face in the capital.
He's just a young boy, not worth his trouble.
The only things he had to consider were Jie Yuchen, the young head of the Jie family, and Mrs. Huo, who had half her foot in the coffin.
The guy's tone was as if he was giving alms, and no one could hold back their anger after listening to it.
The fat man immediately exploded, "Hey, you little bastard, say it again! Do you know who our mistress is? Go out and find out, Wu Xie, the eldest grandson of the Wu family in Changsha, Mr. Wu, you damn well know who is behind him. Who are you looking after?"
"Nine-door Wu family, the famous Wu Second Master and Wu Third Master!"
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[Originally I wanted to finish lighting the sky lanterns in Chapter 1, but I didn’t expect to stop the car for a moment. Guess how many lanterns were lit in total at the Crescent Hotel this time]
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