MTL - The Almighty Boss Lost His Vest Again Today-Chapter 74 As much as he pays, I am a hundred more than him!
Chapter 74 As much as he pays, I am a hundred more than him!
Every time at this time, there will be a roar around him. Obviously, the tenth class sat in the most prestigious VIP position next to Nangong Zhuoran and completely angered all the classes present.
Want to participate in charity auction? Can! As long as you throw money at me!
Whoever bids the highest price for this thing will go to the one who won the auction. Even the student council president can’t control this!
Liu Xing looked worriedly at the auction item that had just been put on the stage. It was an inconspicuous calligraphy. If they can't win it, there will be even less chance of auctions starting with one million.
"Damn, it's too much! They must have done it on purpose!"
Chen Xi returned to his qi and held up the sign.
"Okay, here are ten classes a year bidding 200,000, 200,000 once, 200,000 twice, 200,000—"
"I'm out... 200,000 - 0,000!" Class 9 said loudly.
Two hundred thousand and one hundred? Only added a hundred dollars? Funny, right? !
There were snickering laughter around, Chen Xi knew that this was the ninth class playing him, and raised a sign: "300,000!"
"300,000—0100!"
Chen Xi: "400,000!"
"Forty thousand and one hundred!"
"Five hundred thousand!"
"500,000~0100!"
Chen Xi couldn't bear it anymore, and threw the sign on the table, "You are looking for trouble!"
The representative of Class 9 stood up with a smile, "Chen Xi, it's okay to be embarrassed at ordinary times, why are you still angry at the live broadcast? Auction is a matter of being willing to fight and be willing to suffer. If I have money, I will bid. If you have money, you will Can you add it too? Didn’t you prepare five million for the tenth class? What? Are you afraid?”
The representative of Class 9 turned to look at the host, "Is this thing belonged to me?"
The host glanced at Nangong Zhuoran, who had been calm, and had no choice but to continue, "500,100 once, 500,000 twice..."
"Five million!" Liu Xing stood up suddenly and repeated: "Five million!"
Chen Xi looked at Liu Xing, and Liu Xing said, "If you don't compete for steamed buns, five million is five million! Anyway, it's all for charity, and it doesn't matter what the auction item is!"
A pair of ordinary calligraphy of 100,000 is directly turned 50 times!
After everyone was surprised, they gloated over the misfortune. These ten classes are really taking advantage of them!
"Five million... Zero hundred!" The representative of Class 9 folded his arms, "Come on, keep adding, let me see the strength of your class!"
Liu Xing, who just got up, suddenly slumped.
Chen Xi also looked ugly.
Even how much money they have in Class 9, they only add 100 each time, just to humiliate Class 10 at this moment...
"Haha... Class 10 people won't make 5 million by smashing the pot and selling iron like they say on the campus website..."
"I have more than this amount of pocket money for a month. These people are so poor and stupid!"
"Look at his face, it stinks more than **** haha! This play from Class 9 is really exciting, so exciting!"
"So, to be a human being, you have to see your position clearly, so what if you can sit next to Nangong Zhuoran? Oh, I forgot, they are not humans, they are dogs—"
Not only Liu Xing this time, but even Chen Xi's eye circles are red.
The atmosphere here is horrible...
The people here are horrible...
It was a good-hearted charity shot, but it became a feast for everyone to attack them.
Class 9 stood there smiling unscrupulously, with a look of "eating you".
The host saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly controlled the scene, "Five million and one hundred once, five million and one hundred two times, five million and one hundred three times - become -"
Chen Xi and the two closed their eyes in desperation, and Class Ten became clowns again.
(end of this chapter)
