After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 40 Get out of here, you stupid straight man!
Fu Yu and Qin Jiangyuan all looked in the direction of Nan Song, their hearts tightening as they looked at her cold face.

Is she angry?
Nan Song is indeed a little angry, but she has been used to pretending over the years, and rarely expresses her joy and anger. Nowadays, few people can really offend her. There is no need to be angry at the childish actions of a few childish men.

Since the Colombian emerald necklace had already brought the auction atmosphere to a climax, many people were no longer interested when the enamel bowl came up.

Of course, you still have to be inexperienced.

Those who know the art, such as collectors like Nan Song, have long been waiting for the small bowl to arrive, but the better the item, the more calm they have to be.

The auctioneer shouted "100 million."

Nan Song did not raise the sign, but still favored Gu Heng. He raised the sign, "110 million."

Many people present were still in a daze after being shocked by Gu Heng's "two thousand and one million". They didn't know if this man was just pretending, but they knew that he was really rich.

They definitely couldn't match the financial resources, so when they saw Gu Heng holding up his sign, those who were still a little interested automatically put it down.

This is what Nan Song wants. Seeing that the 110 million shout has reached the second time, the final word will be finalized immediately, but there will always be surprises.

"120."

She tilted her head and glanced calmly with her peripheral vision, and saw Yu Jinwen calmly holding up the sign.

Nan Song frowned.

Is this guy addicted to raising placards tonight?
I've never seen him so pushy before.

Gu Heng said again, "130 million."

Yu Jinwen also said, "140 million."

Gu Heng glanced at Nan Song, Nan Song closed his eyes at him, and Gu Heng raised it again, "150 million."

Yu Jinwen was about to lift again, but Fu Yu stopped him, "I said, didn't you see that he was from Nansong?"

"I see it." Yu Jinwen asked, "So what?"

Fu Yu was surprised, "Now that you've seen it, why are you fighting with him?"

Yu Jinwen said calmly: "I'm not fighting. I also like these four small bowls."

Fu Yu: "..."

He didn't know what a stupid straight man of steel looked like before, but now he knows.

"150 million once, 150 million twice...Okay, this gentleman bids 160 million."

Bai Luyu glanced in the direction of Yu Jinwen and said to Nan Song, "He is determined to fight with you. Doesn't he know that Gu Heng is your man?"

"He knows." Nan Song gritted his teeth.

She wanted to take back those words she just said. She wouldn't be angry easily, but now she was very, very angry!

Nan Song didn't need Gu Heng anymore and directly raised the card in his hand, "200 million!"

Don't you want a fight?Then fight to the end.

Yu Jinwen did as she wished and raised the sign again, "210 million."

Fu Yu couldn't help rubbing his eyebrows and said to Yu Jinwen: "Now I know why Nan Song divorced you. With a husband like you, if we don't divorce, you will be angry to death sooner or later."

Yu Jinwen was unmoved. He didn't think his divorce from Nan Song had anything to do with him wanting to take pictures of these four small enamel bowls. Besides, it was he who initiated the divorce in the first place, not Nan Song.

The auction became the home court of Nan Song and Yu Jinwen again. The two of them were completely at odds with each other. You and I raised the signs one after another, without shouting more each time. We were one hundred thousand more than the other party, deliberately trying to test each other's patience. The other party’s bottom line.The other people present just watched the two people from the south and the north fighting like students, and listened to the auctioneer's constant price quotes, and they were all sleepy.

Is this the rhythm of shouting to [-] million?

The auctioneer shouted until he shouted "500 million" and Nan Song stopped.

Bai Luyu said: "What, you can't shout anymore? Let me help you."

He comforted Nan Song, "It's okay. No matter how much this little bowl is called, I will sign the order for you. On the Bai family's territory, can I still let outsiders bully you?"

Just as Bai Qi was about to raise the sign, Nan Song stopped him. She shook her head, "It's only worth this money. It would be pointless to shout any more."

The last four small enamel bowls were successfully photographed by Yu Jinwen for "500 million".

At this point in the auction, donations have reached nearly 3000 million, far exceeding expectations. The happiest thing is the organizer "Zero Hour" magazine. Tomorrow's hot search can already be pre-ordered.

"Let's go."

Nan Song left the venue with his assistant. Bai Luyu was left by Bai Yiting to handle the auction items and money, and did not leave with Nan Song.

Gu Heng arrived a little late, and the car was parked outside. He asked Nan Song to wait on the roadside for a while while he went to drive the car over.

The evening breeze was a bit chilly. Nan Song crossed his arms and his shoulders suddenly felt heavy. He turned his head and met Fu Yu's bright smiling face, "Is it cold? I'm more of a gentleman. I'll let you wear it for a while."

Nan Song raised his hands and was about to take them off when his clothes were ripped off.

Yu Jinwen threw the windbreaker he took off into Fu Yu's arms, then took off his suit jacket and put it on Nan Song, saying, "He drank and his clothes stink. Wear mine."

"Thank you. No need. The person who is close to the ink is black, and yours is not as fragrant."

Nan Song shook his shoulders and returned his coat.

He tilted his head and saw the four small bowls held by He Zhao. Nan Song's eyes darkened in the night, and his red lips pursed slightly.

Yu Jinwen said frankly: "Sorry, I also like these four small bowls."

Nan Song put on a business smile and said, "Congratulations."

"Do you like it?" Fu Yu couldn't help it anymore and helped him, "If Miss Nan really likes it, Lao Yu can give it to you, right?"

Yu Jinwen looked at him strangely, "When did I ever say such a thing?"

Fu Yu: "..."

The pig teammate who can't lead him is drunk too.

Nan Song smiled slightly and said, "No need. A gentleman does not take what others love. I will fight for what I like. Since I gave up, it means that the fate is not enough, and there is nothing to regret."

Gu Heng drove the car over, got out and opened the door for Nan Song. Nan Song said calmly: "Goodbye, you two."

After another pause, she glanced at Yu Jinwen and said, "Oh, I made a mistake just now. I hope this is the last time I meet Mr. Yu. You are not welcome in Nancheng."

Nan Song got into the car and drove away.

Yu Jinwen pondered the last words Nan Song said and frowned, "Is she angry?"

"I wiped it, did you notice it?"

Fu Yu wanted to kneel down for him, and sighed deeply, "You are like this. I will never pity you if you are a bachelor for the rest of your life. You deserve it. If you keep on keeping on, Nan Song will completely give up on you if you continue to work hard." .Come on!”

(End of this chapter)