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What appeared in front of him was a real fat man, about 1.8 meters tall, but weighed more than 250 catties no matter what.

He is like a meatball, his eyes are extremely small, and his face trembles when he smiles.

In Chu Jing's memory, he absolutely did not know this fat man.

After all, there are not many people who design their characters to be so fat in this game, and there is no such person among my friends.

But after seeing Fatty's ID, Chu Jing understood.

"But Brother Rong?"

Chu Jing asked, and the fat man laughed loudly and said, "It's me, it's me, don't be surprised, brother, my name is He Yourong, I should be a little older than you, if you don't mind, you can call me Lao He and Lao Rong."

Chu Jing smiled and said, "Let's call him Brother Rong."

"this is okay too."

Fatty sat down on the sofa familiarly, glanced at the situation outside the window, and asked with a smile: "Why, Brother Chu has taken a fancy to this Bad Luck Medal?"

Chu Jing's face was indifferent: "Yes, but unfortunately I can't afford it."

"Haha!" He Yourong said with a smile: "Brother, you really like to joke, your brother Tao is so rich, you can't afford this thing?"

Chu Jing smiled and said nothing.

He Yourong was a little embarrassed, so he said, "Brother, how about I take a picture of this thing for you?"

"That's not good?"

Chu Jing is not a fool, he naturally saw that He Yourong appeared for a purpose.

And this kind of businessman puts the interests first, and helps himself for no reason, so he must have a plan.

On the other side, little old Xu was already shocked.

"This ID? But the top five boss on the wealth list? I'll go! I've met a real person!"

He was trembling with excitement, and immediately came over and said, "Hi, Mr. He Yourong, my name is Xiao Lao Xu, and I am the younger brother of the boss who does not surprise you. I am currently eating and drinking in the stall area of ​​Bantul..."

He Yourong said a lot of chatter, but He Yourong just smiled.

He had already heard the whole story from Manager Zhang, and he also knew that this little old Xu was a scam.

He Yourong didn't pay much attention to Big Huyou, looked at Chu Jing and said, "Brother Chu, how about this, let me take this Bad Luck Medal as a meeting gift from me."

Then he said to the little old Xu: "Brother, you can continue to shoot. You can add one piece to the English brother's price."

"Follow the order!"

Little old Xu was very excited.

This is the order of the owner of the auction house!

With this order, I have a gold medal for avoiding death!

How does this SB English brother play?

So, without waiting for Chu Jing to say anything, the little old Xu opened his throat and shouted: "I'll give you one thousand and one yuan!"

...

Inside the auction house.

At first, everyone looked at Brother English quietly.

And Brother English roared triumphantly: "Trash! I'm ashamed to fight with me with this little money! Poor! You deserve to be fooled by newcomers in the stall area!"

The next moment, little old Xu's voice exploded: "I will offer you one thousand and one yuan!"

Suddenly, the audience was surprised.

This guy actually has money?

But a price increase?

Is it a bit petty?

Brother English was stunned for a moment, and then flew into a rage: "An extra dollar? If you two dicks don't have any money, just get out! Don't embarrass yourself here!"

Unfortunately, the people in the box ignored him.

The master of ceremonies smiled and said, "Now the gentleman in the VIP box No. 1 is bidding 1,001 gold coins. Is there anyone else who will continue to bid?"

Brother English looked ugly, but he still shouted, "One thousand and one hundred gold coins!"

When this price came out, many people began to feel dignified.

A medal carrying bad luck was actually sold for this price.

This is also beyond everyone's expectations.

And the master of ceremonies kept smiling, with brilliance shining in his eyes.

She has a certain percentage of commission for all auction items.

The amount of the commission is naturally related to the price of the auction item.

Now she thanked the distinguished guests in the box in her heart.

"One thousand one hundred and ten dollars!"

At this moment, the VIP in the box did not disappoint, and he revealed another number.

"You shit!"

The English song exploded, and I wanted to explode, but I still resisted the impulse and shouted: "One thousand two hundred!"

"One thousand two hundred and one!"

"One thousand and three!"

"One thousand three hundred and one!"

"One thousand and four..."

Afterwards, the two started fighting for me again.

Finally, the number came to two thousand.

In the private room, the voice of the little old Xu came lightly: "Two thousand and one yuan!"

"Is your couch sick?"

Finally, Brother English couldn't bear it any longer, stood up, pointed and roared and roared: "One piece of price increase every time! Are you crazy for raising the price maliciously? Okay! Since you want this thing, I will satisfy you! Lao Tzu Stop shooting! Let me see how you two poor ones took out two thousand gold coins!"

There was still no answer in the box.

It seems that the high-ranking big shots there disdain to talk to Brother English.

And the emotions of the people around gradually stabilized. You looked at me and I looked at you, and they were all quite shocked.

Actually shot two

A thousand gold coins?

Or is it such an unknown thing that carries bad luck?

Two thousand and one gold coins.

This number is not ranked among the top few in the bidding history of Bantur Auction House, but it is enough to enter the top ten.

The master of ceremonies on the stage smiled brightly: "Is there any other distinguished guests who want to bid?"

There was silence.

We are not fools.

This thing sells for 2,000 yuan, which is equal to 100,000 yuan.

If there are no side effects, you can come here.

But that side effect...

Enough to scare a lot of people off.

Brother English sat down angrily and clenched his hands into fists.

He figured he would continue to stand up and bid.

But the shy wallet made him hold back.

He is not a big local tyrant. In reality, he opens a small shop and earns dozens of dollars a year. He is very willing to play games. In fact, he is just an asshole.

Two thousand gold coins are equal to one hundred thousand, and it takes courage to take them out at once.

He held back, his money did not come from the wind.

Moreover, looking at the calm voice in the box, it seems that it is useless to increase the price of gold coins to three thousand gold coins!

"Then congratulations to the VIP in VIP Box No. 1 for getting this Bad Luck Medal! In addition, when the box is merged, there will be professional staff looking for you in the box, please pay attention."

The master of ceremonies smiled sweetly, and immediately announced the end of the auction.

The crowd left one after another, but Brother English refused to leave.

He hurried to the box, muttering fiercely: "I don't believe these two swindlers can come up with so much money!"

...

Inside the box.

The little old Xu's face was full of red light: "Hahaha! The feeling of winning this kind of auction is really cool! Now I feel that I have become a game god!"

Both He Yourong and Chu Jing laughed without saying a word, appearing very calm.

Not long.

The box door knocked three times.

He Yourong looked at Chu in shock.

Chu Jing said, "Come in."

I have to say that working in the service industry is different.

The small detail that He Yourong asked himself for instructions is enough to prove that it is no accident that he got into such a position.