——Do I need him to give it to me?

Shang Fu chews Li Qiao's words, and there is a trace of irony between her enchanting eyes.

The young girl is hypocritical and vain.

At this time, Li Qiao half hung her head. Shang Fu couldn't see her expression. After thinking about it, she put her hands around her chest and asked, "since it's not Shaoyan's, can it be that you're fighting for it?

How about the treatment of top members in Venus? "

Shang Fu is determined, but Li Qiao can't tell.

Even after so many years of hard work, she is only an intermediate member of Venus.

Li Qiao, what qualifications does she have to be at the top?

At this time, Li Qiao turns around with the invitation in her hand. She looks up at Shang Fu, who is proud and disdainful, and asks, "why should I tell you? If you are curious, you will know if you join the top members. "

Shang Fu is really a little girl with sharp teeth. She picks her eyebrows and continues to irony, "so you can't say it at all, can you?"

Li Qiao didn't want to waste her words any more. She waved lazily to Shang Fu with an invitation letter. "Whatever you think, I have something else to do. See you later, elder sister Shang."

Shang Fu's fingers curled up and turned to look at Li Qiao's lazy pace figure, with a fierce color between her coquettish eyebrows.

She'd like to see how Li Qiao is going to spend the money she's got.

....

At half past seven, the evening was heavy.

The Venus auction hall, located in the center of Nanyang city's parliament, is magnificent in the night.

The statue of Venus stands at the top of the building, and beams of golden spotlights flash alternately, adding some mysterious nobility to Venus in the night.

The new VIP from sharati's underground garage is the most popular.

Near the parking lot 312, a middle-aged man in an English suit stood respectfully.

The door opened and a slender figure leaned out.

The other party was wearing a black casual suit, and the white cheek was covered by a black mask, only revealing a pair of black and White Deer Eyes with perfect arc.

It's Li Qiao.

The middle-aged man walked forward and bowed, "miss."

Li Qiao threw the door and handed out the invitation in her hand. "Uncle Zong, please."

Uncle Zong took the invitation with both hands and solemnly motioned to the elevator not far away, "you're welcome. This way, please."

Five minutes later, Li Qiao took off her mask and sat in the independent lounge for top members.

In front of the huge screen, is the auction site synchronous broadcast picture.

Li Qiao is sitting in the middle of the sofa, and the fish white marble in front of her displays tonight's auction catalogue and introduction.

She flipped through it and soon found the picture of the Autobiography of the God of gambling on the last page of the directory.

It's a small brown leather manuscript. It's about the size of a palm. It's not distinctive.

It's not surprising that the film was shot three times.

At this time, uncle Zong put the fruit tray and flower tea on the table. Seeing the page of the catalogue, he asked subconsciously, "Miss, apart from this autobiography, are there any other products in the picture?"

Li Qiao's fingertips knocked on the corner of the table and looked forward at the other introductions. "How much money is there in my fund pool?"

Uncle Zong quickly took out Venus' special mobile phone from his arms, opened the screen and handed it to Li Qiao, "there are still seven hundred million."

"Well, this autobiography, my bottom line, 500 million."

Li Qiao pointed to the introduction of the autobiography in a calm and indifferent tone.

Hearing this, uncle Zong flashed and frowned. "Miss, is it too high? The origin of this autobiography is unknown. Although it has entered Venus, there may not be any bidding. Is 500 million too high? "

Venus auction house has super high confidentiality measures for customers' privacy.

Bidders who have entered the ranks of top members do not need to show up and bid anonymously.

Just inform the housekeeper of Venus of the bottom line price, and watch the details of the auction live on the screen.

As Li Qiao's acting housekeeper, uncle Zong's autobiography is not worth 50 million according to his many years of working experience.

At this time, Li Qiao took the flower tea on the table and blew it to her mouth. She took a sip and her eyes were full of light. "What can enter Venus, uncle Zong thinks nobody will take it? And it's the last one to come out tonight. "

"This..." In silence, uncle Zong suddenly recalled the discussion of autobiography by many bidders during this period. Maybe Not really.

Li Qiao picks eyebrow to see to him, a hammer decides a tone, "the bottom line price first according to 500 million, if there is a change in the midway, I tell you at any time."

"Well, I'll prepare first."

Before uncle Zong left, he and Li Qiao specially tested the intercom headset and confirmed that the signal was normal. Then he stepped back and left the rest room.

In the rest room near Baiping, Li Qiao looks at the screen on the opposite side.A moment later, she took the remote control from her desk and switched the live video to the entrance of Venus hall.

The more noble the status of a member auction house is, the more privileges it can enjoy.

For example, as a top member, Li Qiao can see all the middle and low-level members walking on the red carpet through the broadcast screen.

Now, at the entrance of Venus hall, on the long red carpet came many bidders.

Men in suits and shoes, women in temples and clothes.

It's like attending a grand banquet, including many political and business celebrities in Nanyang city.

Li Qiao looked for a while, and suddenly found several familiar figures in the crowd.

Oh, here comes Shang Fu.

Ou Bai, who has just won the title of film king, has also come.

Li Qiao is a little surprised to pick eyebrows. Ou Bai wants to go to the front door. Isn't he a top member?

At this time, Li Qiao's eyes fell on Shang Fu. She was wearing a flamboyant fishtail skirt. She was slim and elegant. She walked alone on the red carpet and attracted many men's attention.

She seems to enjoy it very much. Occasionally, she teases her long hair, which is charming and enchanting.

Li Qiao raised the corner of her mouth slightly, with a deep smile.

....

At eight o'clock sharp, the auction officially began.

Zhang Yong, a famous auctioneer in the industry, stood in front of the stage and talked about a large section of opening remarks that played up the atmosphere.

The auction hall on the upper and lower floors of Venus is now full.

Li Qiao is not interested in other products. According to the order of the catalogue, the Autobiography of the God of gambling is the last one to appear.

She nests into the sofa, takes a piece of fruit and puts it in her mouth. She is not interested in watching the live broadcast.

At this time, the mobile phone on the desk suddenly vibrated.

Li Qiao glanced, answered and pressed hands-free, "what's the matter."

It's from forting.

Recently, he has been busy in the Affiliated Hospital, but he didn't go to the laboratory very much.

At the other end of the receiver, Fu luting's voice was slightly low, as if he deliberately lowered his tone, "are you free tomorrow weekend?"

"What's the matter?" Li Qiao fingered the cup and asked in a low voice.

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