My Fiancee Is The Villainous Female CEO?

Chapter 8 Final Item

Simply don’t want face!

Hearing Jiang Cheng’s fluttering words, the young masters and young ladies present couldn’t help but curse in secret.

But after scolding him, those young men still envied him.

He is probably the only one in the entire Magic City who can enjoy the soft life of that frigid woman Su Yao.

Although the families of these young masters are not as good as those of the Su family and the Song family, they are not too bad.

Assets of over one billion are enough for them to live a comfortable life.

If you really want this group of people to get married into another’s family as a son-in-law, they will reject it without even thinking about it.

Their own hardware capabilities are pretty good, so why would they want to be a loser who comes to other people’s door as a son-in-law?

Is it because the food at home is no longer delicious, or the girls who come in from outside are no longer beautiful?!

Su Yao is very beautiful, but it is completely impossible for them to marry into her family as a son-in-law!

They can rely on their abundant financial resources to play with several school beauty goddesses. Maybe they are not as good as Su Yao, but things can be achieved by sheer quantity…

Who else can experience their happiness...?

Only Jiang Cheng, a down-and-out nobleman, would choose to marry into his wife’s family as a son-in-law, right?

As for Song Qing, after hearing the sky-high price of 500 million quoted by Jiang Cheng, the smile on his face became brighter. Coupled with his handsome appearance, he immediately attracted the attention of many rich ladies.

Although he was holding a gorgeous young woman in his arms, everyone knew that it was just for fun.

It is very common in upper-class society.

“500 million! The item in this auction belongs to Young Master Jiang!”

After three hammer blows, the bald, middle-aged man said in a cheerful voice.

A good start.

They only bought this villa compound for 350 million, and now they have made 150 million directly.

When the bald middle-aged man’s voice fell, a staff member soon walked up to Jiang Cheng with the transaction slip.

Jiang Cheng casually wrote a check and handed it to the waiter, and the transaction was completed.

The corner of his eye glanced at Song Qing, who was sitting in the corner and smiling, and Jiang Cheng sneered in his heart.

Let him lose 100 million for nothing, which is good.

Originally, he was still thinking about whether it would be a bit bad if he went too far and shot against the Song family. Now it seems that he no longer has such a burden on his conscience at all.

Jiang Cheng, who is familiar with the plot of “The Almighty Medical God of the Beautiful CEO,” is naturally familiar with Song Qing’s setting.

On the surface, this man is a gentle and elegant young man, but secretly, he is definitely a scheming traitor, and he has also been involved in underground drug dealings.

If protagonist Ye Tian had not rescued him in time later on in the plot, ​​this guy would have gone to jail long ago.

The first item was successfully auctioned, and the bald middle-aged man began to auction the next items.

There were thirty items in the auction this time, including a one-night stand by a second-tier actress, which was later bought by Song Qing for a high price of 900,000 yuan.

This group of people has long been accustomed to the ‘special goods’ auctioned at this auction house.

The world is beautiful, but also very dark.

What ordinary people can see is only the surface.

In the eyes of star-chasers, those aloof goddesses who can only be seen from a distance and cannot be desecrated can be seen everywhere in the top upper-class circles.

Maybe she is this rich young man’s female companion tonight, but she will be someone else’s companion the next day.

It’s the same whether it’s an actress or a top female internet celebrity.

It’s very realistic and ironic, but that’s how the world is.

Soon, it was time for the final item in the auction.

Two men in suits and white gloves walked up carefully, holding a delicate plate.

After they got down, the bald man turned around and smiled at everyone.

“The final auction item is…”

“The handwritten works of Huang Tingjian, a famous calligrapher of the Northern Song Dynasty, one of the ‘Four Calligraphers of the Song Dynasty’…”

“Inscription on the Pillars!”

“This hand scroll is 11 meters long, and the center of the painting is 8 meters long. The content is the ‘Inscription on the Pillars’ written by Wei Zheng, the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty whom Huang Tingjian admired the most during his lifetime. The full text consists of more than 600 words.”

“The volume contains the inscriptions and seals from a large number of collectors. From Jia Sidao from the Song Dynasty, Xiang Yuanbian from the Ming Dynasty to Zhong Huangming from the Qing Dynasty.”

“It is a well-deserved treasure!”

“Without further ado, the starting price is 100 million! Each bid increase must not be less than 10 million!”

After the bald auctioneer introduced the final collection, the audience was silent for a moment.

Immediately afterward, everyone’s eyes became very eager.

The Inscription on the Pillars!

If they take this and give it to their elders at home who like to collect calligraphy and paintings, it will undoubtedly increase their favor.

In upper-class society, precious calligraphy and paintings, rare antiques, and other rare treasures are the favorite things of the elderly.

However, the starting price of 100 million still made most people feel depressed.

Without even thinking about it, they can’t afford it!

The starting price is 100 million.

If they don’t have a net worth of at least more than two to three billion, they really don’t dare to touch this thing.

However, when the starting price was announced, many people were still ready to make a move.

“One hundred and fifty million!”

“One hundred and eighty million!”

“Two hundred million!”

….

The price has skyrocketed.

Among these dozens of people, their families have a net worth of more than 2 to 3 billion yuan or more, and there are still many people who meet the standard.

This time, the bidding is about to be a competition between those sitting in the front seats.

At this time, a dull voice suddenly spread throughout the auction house.

“Three hundred and fifty million!”