Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

Chapter 219 Face Slap

one million!

This sound was like a thunder in the flat ground, directly bombarding everyone's foreheads, instantly making everyone's heads blank and dumbfounded.

One bun, one million?

The audience fell silent.

One million is not a big number for the many rich people present, and they can get it every minute. But this one million has a different meaning.

Like a loud slap, it slapped Bao Xingwang's face severely.

This kind of pain will make Bao prosperous and dying, unable to stop--

Apart from Haitian Group, who else would dare to confront Bao Xingwang? Just because of a Luofeng.

Originally, Luo Feng was already humiliating Bao Xingwang when he took the buns to auction. Now this person is still slapping his face without hesitation. This sour taste made Bao Xingwang's face twisted at this moment.

Huh huh!

Everyone looked up one after another.

Surprisingly, he was sitting at the same table with Zheng Haitian.

With golden spectacles, he looks gentle and elegant middle-aged.

"It's Liao Yiran." Many people took a breath almost simultaneously.

Black Soil Group, Liao Yiran.

In Yangcheng, this can also be said to be a sign that many people are afraid of.

Very few people are willing to provoke the Black Soil Group, because they all know the predecessor of the Black Soil Group. Although this force has been latent, once it breaks out, they cannot contend.

At this moment, Zheng Haitian also looked at Liao Yiran unexpectedly.

Bao Xingwang's attack on Luo Feng made Zheng Haitian extremely angry, but this charity auction tonight is very important. He is the leader and can only bear it temporarily.

But I didn't expect it to be such a result.

Even the beautiful host above was dumbfounded and forgot to speak.

Luo Feng's gaze and Liao Yiran looked at each other, then nodded and smiled.

Luo Feng dared to come up. To a certain extent, he saw that Liao Yiran was also here.

When Luo Feng and Zheng Wei entered the door, Liao Yiran hadn’t come yet, so at the beginning, Liao Yiran didn’t know that Luo Feng was here. Although Luo Feng saw Liao Yiran later, he didn’t bother to say hello and patronize the back. have eaten.

With Liao Yiran's financial and influence, naturally he is not afraid of the Bao Group.

Luo Feng believed that he would make a move.

However, the direct win of 1 million was a bit beyond Luo Feng's expectation.

"Beauty, it's your turn." Luo Feng turned his head and smiled at the beautiful host.

The beautiful host came back and looked at Luo Feng deeply, then calmed down for a while, showing a professional smile, "President Liao of the Black Soil Group bid one million, is there any higher?"

A hammer fell, a deal!

A steamed bun worth one million arrived in front of Liao Yiran.

Liao Yiran picked up the bun, took a bite, and immediately frowned.

"It's not tasty." As he said, Liao Yiran threw the bun directly off the table.

One million is so gone.

The whole audience looked at Liao Yiran in silence.

They were all smart people, and knew what Liao Yiran meant.

It was nothing more than telling Bao Xingwang in the most naked tone that he Liao Yiran stood firmly on Luo Feng's side, and Bao Xingwang provoked Luo Feng, which was the black soil clique.

No one knows why Liao Yiran did this, but it was clear at this time that Bao Xingwang was planted tonight.

Bao Xingwang's face seemed to have been beaten and swollen, his face was black and purple, embarrassing.

His fists were clenched tightly, his body was trembling with anger, and he looked at Luo Feng's eyes, wishing to swallow him.

But at this moment reason tells him, no! can! Take!

The buns Luo Feng took out were sold at a sky-high price of one million.

Completely let Bao Xingwang shut up, nothing to say.

With so many eyes gathered, Bao Xingwang gave Luo Feng a fierce look, and then left.

Luo Feng walked in front of Liao Yiran, picked up a wine glass, smiled and nodded, "Thank you for your support, Mr. Liao."

Liao Yiran stood up to clink glasses with Luo Feng, haha ​​laughed, "Your Luo Feng's business is my Liao Yiran's business."

In a word, it's that simple.

What you say, what you do, is a real man.

After almost clinking glasses with everyone at this table, Luo Feng returned to Zheng Wei's side.

"Luo Feng, you actually have friendship with President Liao of Heitu Group." Zheng Wei looked at Luo Feng very curiously.

"On a dark and windy night, I jumped off a boat and saved him, and then he will repay me." Luo Feng restored the truth in a few words.

Zheng Wei curled her lips, "All nonsense."

"――"

The charity auction continues.

However, after the bun auction event, the subsequent auctions appeared to be plain as boiling water, many of them ended hastily, and few people had the desire to bid.

Before the auction was over, Luo Feng was full and left the hotel with Zheng Wei.

When I came to the Pearl River, with the river breeze blowing, I looked at the "Small Waist". The lights of the famous "Small Waist" kept changing, and it was exceptionally beautiful.

The two walked side by side, chatting and laughing.

Maybe it's been a long time together, Zheng Wei's eyes were less shy, and the chatter box opened, and talked to Luo Feng about fun things in her childhood. The Pearl River at night was rippling with silver bell-like laughter.

"Luo Feng, what about you?" Zheng Wei's big eyes suddenly looked at Luo Feng, "What was it like when you were a kid?"

"Me?" Luo Feng's eyes showed a moment of sorrow, and the old Taoist priest with white beard and fluttering in his mind, who looked a little bit immortal, and faintly pretending to be aggressive.

After so many years, the old Taoist priest, I am afraid it has turned into a cup of loess.

Luo Feng sighed slightly, "I have been following an old **** stick since I was a child, sneaking and kidnapping, and doing nothing wrong."

Zheng Wei laughed scornfully, "All nonsense."

The two of them sat on the stone benches by the Pearl River, chatting with each other.

At this moment, Zheng Wei didn't have Liu Mei's suggestion to go to Luo Feng's mind. She only hoped that the wind was blowing quietly, chatting happily around the male god, what a small wish.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Luo Feng sent Zheng Wei back to the door of the villa.

"See you tomorrow." Luo Feng smiled and waved.

Zheng Wei smiled sweetly, walked a few steps home, then turned around and waved towards Luo Feng with a smile.

This night, nothing happened between the two as Liu Mei said. This fully demonstrated Zheng Wei's point that Liu Mei's hunch was never accurate.

Before Luo Feng returned to Lanfeng's apartment, he called Jun Lianmeng and confirmed that Song Daiying had left.

Back to renting.

Jun Lianmeng was watching TV with a pillow, and said without squinting, "I'm back."

"How about, she didn't find anything?" Luo Feng couldn't wait to point to a wall next door and asked.

"Yes." Jun Lianmeng turned his head to look at Luo Feng, and said word by word, "Who would have thought you had a pair of stinky socks hidden under the coffee table? In the end, it happened to be seen by Song Daiying."