Lu Hansen's mood was written all on his face. If he didn't increase the price at this time, he would be suppressed by Ye Junqing for the rest of his life: "Three Three million!"

The bitter cannon fodder Su Maochang: "Three-four million!"

Lu Hansen: "Three hundred and fifteen million!"

Su Maochang, who was ashamed, said: "Three Six million!"

Lu Hansen: "Three Seven million!"

Su Maochang, who wanted to jump into the river and commit suicide: "Three hundred and eight million!"

Lu Hansen: "Three nine million!"

Su Maochang, who never wants to be reincarnated in the next life: "Three hundred million!"

Ye Xingguang couldn't help it, blocking his face with his hands, buried his head on Ye Junqing's shoulder and holding back his laughter, and enduring his shoulders trembling. Is this unlucky Su Maochang so easy to bid for?

Look, the curse of the Drill of Doom has come to Su Maochang. I guess I have the heart to die and die now.

She whispered in a low voice and leaned into Ye Junqing's ear and said, "Why are you so bad?"

Ye Junqing also smiled: "Not one-tenth of yours."

Ye Xingguang hummed twice, and said nothing, and continued to listen to Lu Hansen and Su Maochang's constant bidding. Both of them increased by one million. The sound was like a lullaby, and she was a little drowsy.

At this time, Lu Hansen's cell phone rang.

Lu Hansen glanced at the caller ID and it was called by Lu Zhanyuan.

After the call was connected, Lu Zhanyuan's cold voice came from the phone: "If you have too much money, you have nowhere to burn it?"

Lu Hansen complained, and he felt that he had nowhere to burn if he had too much money, but Lu Hansen wanted to save face. Ye Junqing held his edge a few times and repeatedly. If he stopped bidding now, he would lose to Ye Junqing again, and he would be furious.

Lu Zhanyuan said on the phone: "My father fainted and is now on the way to the hospital. Come to the hospital immediately!"

"What, I'll go there right away!" Lu Hansen said and stood up.

Xia Yanyan, who was tense and waiting to see the result, saw Lu Hansen get up and looked over in confusion: "Hansen, what's wrong?"

"Brother called and my dad fainted. I have to rush to the hospital right away."

After saying that, Lu Zhanyuan put down his number plate and walked out.

"Is Mr. Lu not bidding?" Ye Junqing sat leisurely in his seat, pinching Ye Xingguang's hand in his palm and playing with it.

Lu Zhanyuan looked very ugly and said, "My father is critically ill and has no time to bid for another auction."

Then, I took my steps, my steps were fast and fast, and my appearance was rushing.

Xia Yanyan couldn't even show her expression. Uncle Lu was critically ill. Now Lu Hansen is in a hurry to go to the hospital. She can't ask Lu Hansen to take pictures of the things first before leaving. She can only carry her handbag and keep up with him.

Walking under the stage, Xia Yanyan finally glanced at the lucky light emitting brightly on the stage. Her five fingers holding the handbag were tense. Damn, this diamond should have belonged to her...

As soon as Xia Yanyan walked to the door of the conference room, she was stopped by the relevant staff: "Ms. Xia, you just took a photo of the emerald jade pendant of Longfeng Chengxiang. You haven't paid yet, you can't leave."

"Han Sen..."

Xia Yanyan called Lu Hansen.

Lu Hansen turned around and thought of the rules of the auction house: "I will let the secretary stay with you, and I will let the secretary pay for you for the 200 million yuan."

After saying that, Lu Hansen walked away alone with great strides.

When Xia Yanyan heard Lu Hansen say that she was willing to pay her 200 million yuan, her expression finally improved a little.
Chapter completed!