“Dark streets value privacy!”
"Brother, do well."
After saying that, Bo Wanan leaned into his ear and whispered again.
"Brother, I am also from the dark side. This is my work permit, *&...%%& amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;￥#)*(...Anyway, please accept the idea!"
The person who checked the tickets also smiled after hearing this, "He is a guest of the Luo family branch in the second-level security zone. He was promoted for good performance. This time he is responsible for escorting the young master of the Luo family."
After saying that, he looked at Lin Yueluo and motioned for her to take out the invitation. His attitude was not the same as before, or the commercial fake smile of those in the first-level security zone. Instead, he was quite respectful and said The kind that comes from within.
He is the best at watching the dishes being served. For a lackey to be able to offer such a generous reward, the master must not be as inexperienced as he seems.
After Lin Yueluo took out her gilded VIP invitation, a manager in a suit immediately came and invited her in personally.
It was delivered to the box with the name "天".
The glass of the box was electrically frosted and had been opened when we arrived. From the inside, we could see the outside, but we could only vaguely see a few figures from the outside.
"You three, I hope this auction will satisfy you. If you have any questions, please call the waiter in time. We provide free fruits..."
Before he finished speaking, Bo Wanan interrupted, "I know, go ahead and get busy! Don't disturb me, master, that's the best service."
The manager didn't feel embarrassed after hearing this. He still smiled proudly and said, "Okay, I'll leave now."
When I left, I was so polite that I closed the door behind me.
There is also a small electronic screen on the frosted glass, which can adjust the picture of the auction house.
Lin Yueluo was lying on the sofa wantonly, with her beautiful legs as white as jade stacked on top of each other, and her whole person showed a touch of arrogance.
The remote control in his hand was adjusted to the bodyguard area.
Although Si Xihao was said to be a majestic general with a stubble, he seemed a bit weak when he was squeezed among those fierce and powerful people.
The most outstanding thing was the man in white clothes and a cloak, with two pieces of white silk tied to the top of the light yellow cloak.
The bodyguard area is near the back door, and the bodyguards are crowded at the door, one after another.
A strong wind poured in from outside the door, mixing with a large amount of sand.
Most of the bodyguards had no time to care, but stood on tiptoe as much as possible to peek inside.
The curtains in the auction house were drawn, so visibility was really small.
Especially the depressing white satin fluttering in the wind, which is extremely unlucky.
Soon, someone expressed their dissatisfaction
"Hey, little brother, can you please collect the foot-binding of your unfortunate old lady?"
The man in white didn't seem to hear, he lowered his head and remained silent.
After the leader was appointed, voices of dissatisfaction arose one after another, which soon caused many silent and grumpy bodyguards present to take action.
"Are you deaf and mute? Do you have long ears?"
Before he finished speaking, his hand went to grab the other person's cloak.
But soon, the anger on his face was replaced by embarrassment.
A pair of white and sharp-jointed hands stretched out from the wide white sleeves, as if they would turn into powder and scatter on the floor with a slight fold.
The irritable man who struck first didn't believe in evil. How could his hands, as smooth as a girl's, be so powerful?
After exerting all his strength, a sense of embarrassment filled his heart.
When the people around him saw this, they laughed.
"I'm afraid the tendons on your body are not fake, right?"
Some people who were not afraid of death directly moved their hands, poked and said "Huh?"
"It's quite hard. It looks like there's an iron plate inside!"
If I can't deal with that little dog, why can't I deal with you guys?
There was a crisp "click" sound, and then the man who took action let out a scream like a slaughtered pig.
Seeing this, the people around him quickly moved aside for fear of getting angry.
The grumpy man gave a cold "hum" and rubbed his hands, ignoring the unlucky person for the time being.
The man in white took out a pack of alcohol cotton pads from his sleeve with his other hand. After wiping it carefully, he straightened his cloak.
Taking off the cloak from his head, a feminine face appeared in front of everyone. If you ignore the gloom on his face and the fierce look between his eyebrows, he is such a handsome man!
After shaking off the sand and soil on the cloak and Bailian, he put it on again.
It's like nothing happened.
Bo Wanan, who witnessed this scene through the electronic screen, was indignant!
"Master, how come this senior brother is still so kind to people! If it were me, I would definitely break that dog's claws on the spot!"
Lin Yueluo threw the remote control with his backhand, and it hit Bo Wanan's head.
Bo Wanan felt aggrieved instantly.
"Master, why are you hitting me? Are your hands slippery?"
"I did not do it on purpose……"
Bo Wanan's eyes lit up, "I knew you loved me the most, Master!"
Lin Yueluo curled up her lips and said coldly:
"But I meant it."
Bo Wan'an put his head together in an instant and started to groan.
Lin Yueluo's eyes fell on the man in white, and the melancholy aura on him seemed to be even stronger!
"You have to learn, this is the state of mind, you have to learn to tolerate."
Si Chun, who was watching the show from the side, also laughed out loud, "Hahahaha."
The hearty laughter rang like silver bells in Bo Wanan's ears, "Xiao Chun'er, how could you do this!"
"What's wrong with me? I'm laughing at my dad, okay! Look at how majestic he is at home, and now he's squeezed in the middle of the crowd, with that suffocated little look, he's exactly the same as you!"
Bo Wanan: "..." I really thank you! Heartbroken again!
The cotton-padded jacket is leaky, but it can keep you warm.
"Sister Lin, can we bring dad here?"
"Okay, as you wish."
"Hehe, thank you Sister Lin."
After saying that, Si Chun jumped away and left.
When Bo Wanan saw this, he became anxious.
"No, Master, you just let her, a weak woman, go out like this? And she's going to the bodyguard area! She's so thin and tender, what should I do if she bumps into her?"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone hurriedly chased after him.
He also shouted loudly: "Xiao Chun'er, wait for me!"
Lin Yueluo shook his head and looked towards the center of the auction house.
The auction hadn't started yet, and it was nothing more than some bland singing and dancing.
Si Lan sat in the middle and back seat, and sitting next to him was the young master of the Luo family.
He was Sichun's brother, the one who asked his mother at the coming-of-age ceremony why her surname was not Luo, and who invited her to dance at Lin Yueluo's homecoming banquet.
Si Lan and Mr. Luo were chatting happily. When they zoomed in on the content on the screen, they could clearly see that what was displayed on their watches was all about the stock market.
(End of chapter)
