In the silent hall, only the sharp and trembling voice of the cheongsam goddess was left.

"Please give the lights to the artist signed by Qingcheng Entertainment, Mr. Su Mu."

brush.

In a word, not only the lighting was provided, but the camera and eyes were also provided.

Su Mu was a little confused.

What?

What to play?

Sister An, what do you want to do?

The next words from the cheongsam goddess' mouth made Su Mu almost bleed on the spot.

"Mr. Su Mu's admirer, the president of Dongyang Yip's Holdings Group, donated a super bungalow on Peak Road with an area of ​​7,757 square feet and a value of HK$700 million to show his support for Mr. Su Mu."

boom!!

Everyone present was basically confused.

Hit the streets!

Do you want to play so hard?

Where on earth did this super socialite come out of nowhere and be so crazy about chasing stars?

What is a charity auction?

That is, no matter what the thing is, there is no reserve price, the one with the highest price gets it.

In other words, if you bid for a piece of this super villa worth 700 million Hong Kong dollars, in theory, no one will compete with you, and it is yours.

Guo Zhixin and Zheng Junxi suddenly opened their mouths wide and were so shocked that they couldn't close them for a long time.

Not to mention the others, they were both tempted.

Crazy?

Which crazy woman is she?

Under the spotlight, Mr. Ye raised the champagne glass in his hand with great grace.

At this moment, she is a well-deserved Her Majesty the Queen.

Elegance, beauty, glory, all rolled into one.

When she saw her man, she almost drooled.

Hit the streets.

She is still a super beauty.

How could Su Mu, a mainland boy, be so virtuous and capable?

With such a super rich woman backing him up, how could he go to heaven?

Shocked people have no idea.

This is just the beginning.

The cheongsam goddess on the stage was so excited that she even got wet.

You gotta get out of the way, I'm going to start showing off.

"Ms. Ning Yan, an admirer of Mr. Su Mu, a world-renowned calligraphy and painting master, and the granddaughter of Master Ning Qing and Yuan Ning, donated a painting of eight shrimps personally painted for Master Ning's centenary birthday, worth... 500 million Hong Kong dollars."

Another bomb.

Who is Ning Qingyuan?

The younger ones don’t know, but to the people over forty years old at the scene, Master Ning’s works are just one word.

Millions of dollars are hard to come by.

Okay, who is Ning Yan?

Professor Ning was equally elegant and raised his hand to signal.

Everyone is so stupid.

Another super beauty?

What an admirer of God.

Um?

wrong.

Look at the lineup over there...!

Could it be...!

The cheongsam goddess starts again:

"Mr. Su Mu's admirer, Miss Zhu Ruirui of the Zhu family of Hongwu, donated a royal collection, a painting of peach blossom ladies from Tang Yin in the Ming Dynasty, worth 500 million Hong Kong dollars."

"Mr. Su Mu's admirer, Miss Mo Liusu from the Mo family in the imperial capital, donated...!"

"Mr. Su Mu's admirer, Miss Chen Xian'er of the Chen family in the imperial capital, donated...!"

"Mr. Su Mu's admirer, Miss Jiang Chuxia from the Jiang family in the imperial capital, donated...!"

"Mr. Su Mu's admirer, Miss Jade Master of the Jade Family in the Demon City, donates...!"

Crazy.

Completely crazy.

Su Mu's first reaction was...!

I finally know why you all came to Hong Kong Island.

I was still worried about how to deal with today's scene. Unexpectedly, you had already planned it.

So, sister, are you hiding it from me on purpose?

When women hug each other, men have to hug each other.

Is the purpose of your coming here just to lift me to heaven?

Damn it...should I be so excited that my eyes burst into tears?

If it had been anyone else, he would have been so happy that he would have been carried away.

But Su Mu wouldn't.

See the essence through the appearance.

My harem group is really united.

This is not a good thing.

When we were not in a group, we tried our best to deal with it, but this group...!

I can't think about it.

The more I thought about Su Mu, the more depressed I became.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the rest of his life would be extremely miserable.

Damn it.

Whose idea was this?

An Haimei.

Sister An.

Ann fairy!

You are so hateful.

In fact, Su Mu blamed the wrong person.

This idea came from Xie Yutong.

The audience was numb.

They were still excited at the beginning, just like reading a YY novel, with climaxes coming one after another, and pleasures coming one after another.

But the author is a jerk, he doesn't follow any routine at all, he just bundles the interesting points together and throws them down.

The smooth sense of immersion has long been gone, it's all unreasonable critical hits.

Who knows that feeling of soul flying in the sky?

Especially the reporter, whose eyes were green and green, staring at Mr. Ye and others like a hungry wolf staring at delicious food.

Do you want so many admirers of Mr. Su Mu?

Forget it’s so much, why don’t you be so awesome?
To be continued...