"Where's Xi'er? Is it coming soon?" Mrs. Sun turned the topic to Cheng Xi, and the ladies in the second row looked at her.
Cheng Xi's eyes were extremely sore and wet. Mrs. Zhou thought she was ashamed, so she held her hand to block the group of ladies, "Xi'er is a girl, don't make fun of her endlessly."
"Mrs. Zhou loves Xi'er more than Young Master Zhou. Xi'er will be a rich man in the future." Mrs. Sun greeted them, "Do you know the Geng family? They are new rich people in the circle. The couple are both in the Ministry of Culture. They are just fifty years old and have a promising future. Wu Liang, the eldest lady is married to the boss of the automobile industry, the second lady is married to the deputy director of the TV station, and the young master has fallen in love with Xi'er!"
The ladies congratulated, "Congratulations, Mrs. Zhou, and congratulations to Xi'er."
Mrs. Zhou smiled and paid attention to Cheng Xi's reaction. She was calm, not happy, and did not object. Mrs. Zhou then continued, "Why are you anxious? If there is a wedding day, I will inform you."
The ladies were not interested in the happy events of the Zhou family at all, they just took the opportunity to flatter and please. Mrs. Zhou stopped chatting, and they were too lazy to talk nonsense and began to watch the singing and dancing performances on the stage.
On the way, the government organizer personally picked up Mrs. Zhou and Mrs. Sun to Hall 1. Mrs. Zhou donated 5 ambulances and 5 fire trucks on the spot in the name of the "Li Family", and also donated 1 hospital in the name of the Zhou family. Welfare home.
Which status matches the amount of donation? The natal family is generous, while the Zhou family is economical and handles things properly.
Cheng Xi was sitting in his seat, surrounded by the chatter of ladies.
Rich ladies talk about beauty, financial management, parent-child education, and which unlucky guy has met the most powerful mistress on earth; official wives tend not to talk about gossip, current affairs news, and work news, especially when Mrs. Zhou is present, she reveals a little bit. , of great value to them.
However, Mrs. Zhou is very strict. She is the only one digging for information, not her.
"Are you willing to marry a lame member of the Geng family?" Zhou Jingchen fiddled with the bidding card, his eyes wandering, "As long as I let go, your marriage is basically decided."
Cheng Xi absentmindedly took a small bite of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, holding it in his mouth without chewing or swallowing.
Cheng's father died, Cheng's mother was stupid, and the relatives of the Cheng family were afraid of being implicated, so they broke off contact many years ago.
The Zhou family supported their mother and daughter, fulfilled their obligations, and showed great moral affection. They were indeed qualified to decide her marriage and let her do her part for the Zhou family.
She couldn't refuse.
"Then will you let go?"
"If you are willing to marry, I will help you." Zhou Jingchen said with a slight smile in his eyes, "If you don't want to marry."
Cheng Xi tilted his head.
Stare at him stiffly.
"The day you were drunk, you kept calling me a capitalist, Zhou Papi." He knocked on the edge of the table, "Why should I try so hard to get you out of the Geng family's fire pit?"
The song and dance reached its climax, and there was applause. Amidst the rising noise, she vaguely heard Zhou Jingchen say, "Besides, the Geng family is prominent, and marrying into it is not necessarily a bad thing. The young master of the Geng family may know how to be cold and what is hot." , I love and care for you."
He changed the topic and said, "He may also have violent tendencies. After all, he has been disabled for more than 20 years."
Cheng Xi held the armrests of the chair with his hands, holding them tighter and tighter until his wrist bones trembled.
"It's Uncle Zhou's intention to marry into the Geng family, and there's no way to stop her."
"It depends on who stops you." Zhou Jingchen pointed to the tea cup and motioned to the etiquette lady to add more tea. "It's useless if others stop it. I will stop it."
He stopped.
After the tea was refilled, he picked it up and smelled the aroma, "It's useful."
Cheng Xi pursed her lips, "What do you want?"
"what do you have."
She slowly let go of her hands, "Brother."
Zhou Jingchen looked at her calmly and said nothing.
After the song and dance performance ended, the hostess came onto the stage holding a tray. The square peach wood box was padded with white velvet cloth. A circle of small lights was inlaid on the edge of the box lid, illuminating the emerald necklace.
Use white velvet for emeralds and the like; black velvet for diamonds, jade, pearls and the like. Different colors of velvet bring out the colors of different jewelry under the light.
Zhou Jingchen stared at the projection on the big screen. The camera flashed past the VIP table and recorded a close-up of him.
He is very photogenic, with deep eyebrows and a straight nose. At the age of 29, he is in his prime. He is neither old nor green. He has the right temperament between youth and middle age, and can withstand tricky high-definition lenses. .
Immediately after the camera scanned Cheng Xi, she was not used to being exposed, so she shyly avoided it. Zhou Jingchen picked up the sign on the table, covered her face, raised her chin, and ordered the photographer to move away.
The camera immediately turned to Ye Bonan, who was six seats away.
It was hot in the room. He took off his suit and wore only a black shirt. The camera focused on him. He looked more mature on the screen than in person, with a hint of deepness and remoteness. He also stared at the screen. He was not as cold as Zhou Jingchen. He nodded politely. , some guests applauded.
The young masters of the Zhou family and the Ye family, one is noble and the other is rich, are equally matched in their own merits. Wherever they go, there are always theatergoers and comparisons.
Even the organizer realized this and specifically asked the photographer to use their confrontation to heat up the scene.
The auction master unveiled the starting price sign, five hundred thousand.
The whole place was in an uproar.
It's a donation, it's also a sale.
Cheng Xi understood what Mrs. Zhou said: The Yu family has grievances against the Ye family.
Yu Wei was even more resentful towards Ye Bonan.
Apparently love breeds hate.
The most torture.
It was an unexpected scene, and no one was involved.
The lack of guarantee offended the Ye family.
Zhou Jingchen slowly raised his sign and said, "One million."
Those who were brave followed the lead and increased their bets to four million.
A moment of dead silence.
Ye Bonan raised his sign, "Five million."
The guests all looked at him.
He was calm and composed. Brands fell one after another, prices rose one after another, and there was a lot of discussion from the outside world. Ye Bonan was able to control the situation and suppress his anger from beginning to end.
A man with great self-control and concentration.
Cheng Xi turned to look at Yu Wei.
She was also motionless, her eyes fixed on Ye Bonan's back, waiting for the result.
"Six million." Zhou Jingchen insisted on this necklace.
Ye Bonan raised his sign again, "Eight million."
Instead of an addition of one hundred hundred, there was an addition of two hundred.
"Ten million."
Zhou Jingchen also added two hundred.
Although the actual market price of the necklace is not more than 10 million, the starting price is only 50, which is a twenty-fold increase.
Ye Bonan added, "Twelve million."
His expression was as calm as ever, and so was Zhou Jingchen's.
"Fourteen million."
Men's competition and fighting, no matter when and where, in official circles, shopping malls, and love scenes, there is always an undercurrent.
The business of spending money is not merciful to each other, but the business of making money is life and death.
Ye Bonan abandoned the sign.
The necklace belongs to Zhou Jingchen.
Cheng Xi turned around for the second time and saw that Yu Wei's seat was empty.
The hostess sent the mahogany box off the stage. The emeralds inside were crystal clear and exuded a dazzling luster. No woman could resist the temptation of jewelry, and Cheng Xi was no exception.
I couldn't help but glance twice.
"Like it?" Zhou Jingchen closed the lid of the box.
