Genius Daddy in the City

Within the private room.

Gu Yingying discovered Ye Chen's anomaly and couldn't help asking: "Master Ye, what's wrong?"

Gu Sanye on the side also followed.

"I did find a good thing." Ye Chen smiled slightly, looking as usual.

He saw through the consciousness that the sandalwood box contained a pen and a writing brush.

If the ordinary writing brush could not arouse his interest at all, the most important thing is that there is a faint aura on the writing brush.

Amazingly a smart pen.

In the realm of cultivation, every magician who wants to make a charm will inevitably have a spirit pen. Spirit pen is the medium through which the practitioner can imprint the magic on the charm paper.

In this way, the drawn falcons will have power. If it is an ordinary writing brush, the drawn falcons are no different from white paper.

If you get this spirit pen yourself, you will definitely be more helpful.

With this in mind, Ye Chen nodded secretly.

As Jin Daya opened the sandalwood box, I saw a brush in it, which was no different from an ordinary brush, but the pen was yellow and shabby.

Everyone couldn't help but be disappointed, someone sneered and asked his own question.

"Jin Ye, don't tell me this brush is for sale?"

"That is, a broken pen. I have so many at home."

"Don't you be fooled? Can't you find good things at the auction?"

"..."

Faced with questions from everyone, Jin Daya was not angry, but raised his hand to signal everyone's quietness before saying: "Don't look at this writing brush, it's a relic left by the late master Xiao Buyi."

Xiao Buyi's three words came out immediately and set off a stormy sea at the scene.

"Xiao Buyi? Is it the Xia Buyi who was famous in the three states of Macau, Hong Kong and Taiwan?"

Jin Daya nodded immediately: "Yes, it is the relic left by his old man. Our auction house was also commissioned by Master Xiao for his auction."

Inside the private room.

Ye Chen turned to look at Gu Yingying aside and asked, "Who is Xiao Buyi?"

Gu Yingying shook her head and said she didn't know.

"Master Xiao is a generation legend!"

Gu Sanye was shocked, took a breath, and said with reverence: "Master Xiao is a true metaphysical master. It is rumored that he can heal medicine, understand Feng Shui, and even be able to observe the sky. Hong Kong and Macao are very popular. It is said that the ancestral tomb of the richest man in Hong Kong and Macau was selected by Master Xiao. Unfortunately, even if his old man is proficient in metaphysics, it is difficult to escape death and illness. "

Ye Chen nodded slightly.

Metaphysics has been a culture of Hua since ancient times. For thousands of years of inheritance, naturally many talents were born. Although it is just a mere mortal, it can borrow the energy of mountains, rivers, and stars to change lives.

When the few people were talking, the atmosphere of the audience had risen to a climax. Many people heard that the writing brush was the relic of Xiao Buyi, and they got excited.

Jin Daya smiled and said, "This pen is officially auctioned, starting at 10 million yuan, and the price increase must not be less than 1 million yuan each time."

The voice fell.

Without waiting for bids, a faint voice came from a private room on the third floor: "Everyone, in the lower Weidong, I hope you will give me a thin face and give me this pen."

Although his words sounded bland, they were mixed with an undeniable tone.

Wei Dong?

The crowd was stunned first, and then shocked.

The people present were all from Tiannan. Who doesn't know the name of Yancheng Gang Wei Wei.

I didn't expect him to come.

Some people were unwilling to show their faces, but still didn't dare to make an offer, so they had to be unlucky.

Even some big names with a status no less than Wei Dong also chose to give up at this time.

Master Xiao's relic is precious, but it is not worth offending a big brother for him.

The change of Jin Daya's face was obviously unhappy. After all, Wei Dong's move greatly damaged the rules of the auction house, but who made him Weidong?

For a time, the entire auction was silent.

When everyone thought that the writing brush left by Master Xiao would be taken away by Wei Dong for 10 million.

An extremely dissonant voice sounded.

"Twenty million!"

"Wow!"

There was a sudden uproar in the crowd, and everyone couldn't help looking at the third floor along the sound, shocked.

Even Jin Daya is no exception.

"Who on earth is it? How dare you dare to openly argue with Wei Dong?"

In the private room, Gu Yingying stared at Ye Chen with a stunned expression and couldn't help saying: "Master Ye, you ..."

She would like to say that under the circumstances of Wei Dong's speech, Ye Chen should not come out to stir up the situation, after all, Wei Dong's background does not need to take care of his family.

Gu Sanye was equally shocked.

Ye Chen was unmoved and smiled slightly: "No way, who made me like that pen."

After Jin Daya reacted, he was overjoyed: "Guests in the private room No. 8 on the third floor bid 10 million, is there a higher one?"

That being said, his gaze could not help looking into the private room No. 6 on the third floor.

at the same time.

Private room No. 6.

Wei Dong's face was a little heavy, and his tone was a little stern: "Somebody dare to raise prices with me?"

"It seems to be the master Ye just now. Did he avenge me for ridiculing him before?" The head of Qingyang Dao first stunned, and then his face was ugly.

I thought it was something at hand, who knew that Chen Chenjin was killed halfway through, and he was still a liar in his eyes.

Wei Dong immediately walked out of the private room and said to Jin Daya on the stage: "30 million!"

Jin Daya nodded: "Thirty million times ..."

Before he finished speaking, another faint voice came: "50 million!"

The people in this audience were so shocked that they couldn't speak, and looked at the private room No. 8 with admiration.

Big brother!

Real big brother!

Did you send the monkey to suppress Wei Dong?

"Jack!"

Wei Dong can no longer hide the anger in his heart, and looked coldly at the room where Ye Chen was located. Without anger, he smiled and said, "Gu Lao San, please give me a good care of you!"

He understood it this time, indeed Ye Chen was lifting the bar with him. When was he beaten like this?

Gu Sanye took a look at Ye Chen. He didn't want to make trouble with Wei Dong because of this incident, and had to say something: "Master Ye ..."

Ye Chen didn't look at him, he bid again.

"A billion!"

Wei Dong: "..."

Gu Sanye: "..."

Seeing that the price had increased to one hundred million, the director of Qingyang Road couldn't sit still anymore, and said, "I want this pen, and I hope you will give me a face ..."

He is a sought-after master, and he casually puts out a sentence, no one dares not sell him a face.

"200 million!"

Another bidding blocked his mouth.

The audience was dead.

Ye Chen's gaze was slightly raised, her lips sulking.

"Give you face? What do you count?"