Song Baojun was led by Lin Zhenxian and sat in the front row.

As her daughter of the vice president of Sanqiu Group, sitting in the front row will naturally no one will have any objections.

But what made Song Baojun uncomfortable was that the three of them sat down less than ten seconds before Kim Jong-ki followed him, looking at Lin Zhenxian and smiling, "Miss Lin, don't you mind sitting next to you, do you?"

"Don't mind." Lin Zhenxian's eyes flashed with helplessness, and she nodded and agreed.

"Thank you." Kim Jong-ki immediately smiled and thanked, then threw provocative eyes at Song Baojun, and sat next to Lin Zhenxian.

He would not miss this good opportunity to step on Song Baojun. Although this auction is a charity auction, the price of any item will not be less than 100,000 yuan. He doesn't believe that this poor boy can afford it.

If he can't afford it later, he can take the opportunity to lose his words and see what else he can say.

When the staff brought the auction items one by one, the auction officially began. The auctioneer is a middle-aged man who has been an auctioneer for more than 20 years and is experienced and able to control various situations.

"The first thing to be auctioned today is a splashing ink painting called "The Tiger Roaring Green Mountains". It is a work by an unknown painter. Although the painter is unknown, the painting is extremely vivid and can be regarded as a masterpiece, with a shooting starting from 10,000 yuan."

"fifty thousand."

"Hundreds of thousands."

Guests who were interested in paintings took the initiative to bid, and the painting was finally photographed by an old man for 600,000 yuan. Just considering the value of the painting itself, 10,000 yuan is the limit.

The reason why filming is so expensive is because everyone wants to do charity.

Next, items were sold out by everyone, and occasionally a few items that no one liked were sold out.

After more than 40 pieces were sold one after another, the auctioneer on the stage took out an exquisite white jade hairpin with a pearl inlaid on it, which immediately attracted the attention of many women.

Lin Zhenxian was originally extremely interested in Chinese culture. As soon as the white jade hairpin came out, her eyes shone, obviously she wanted it very much.

Kim Jong-ki next to him noticed her expression change and was immediately overjoyed. When the auctioneer called out the lowest price, he rushed to bid: "300,000."

Seeing the handsome guy Kim Jong-ki bid, the women hesitated, and then they still did not choose to compete with Kim Jong-ki.

They didn't fight, it didn't mean that Song Baojun didn't fight either. He glanced at Jin Zhongji who was determined to win, and then shouted, "I'll pay 500,000."

When Song Baojun shouted for such a price, Mai Xuanlin next to him immediately made a big jump, 500,000? Does this senior brother have so much money?

Lin Zhenxian also showed a look of surprise. She didn't look very rich, so why did she suddenly remember to take 500,000 yuan to shoot this thing? Could it be to fight with Kim Jong-ki?

But she didn't have much time to say anything, because she was afraid that her excessive talk would hurt Song Baojun's face, so she thought that she would be able to pay for him later.

"This gentleman has paid 500,000 yuan. Is there anyone else who wants to bid? If not, I will start counting down." The auctioneer shouted on the stage.

Jin Zhongji turned his head and squinted his eyes to Song Baojun, and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to compete with me?"

"Grab?" Song Baojun almost didn't look at him, and said with a lip voice: "You deserve it too?"

Are you worthy?

These three words hit Jin Zhongji's chest, hurting his self-esteem. He pointed at Song Baojun with anger and pointed, then shouted directly: "I will pay 800,000."

Without waiting for the auctioneer to reply, Song Baojun took his words and shouted: "One million."

Song Baojun's bid was too fast. The auctioneer was about to shout 800,000, but at this moment he had to swallow his words and shouted again: "Someone has bid for one million."

"One and two million." Jin Zhongji also felt a little painful and shouted out the price.

He is now the most famous man in South Korea, and some people even hailed him as the number one male star in Asia.

However, as a Korean artist, his income is definitely not the best in Asia. The reason why he runs to China every few days is because it is too easy to make money here.

Even so, after deducting taxes from his annual income, he only barely exceeded 100 million yuan, which made him feel a little painful.

"One.5 million." Song Baojun continued to increase the price, then looked at Jin Zhongji and smiled, "You'd better not add it, right? It's not easy to make money by relying on your face. If you can, save a little, so as not to beg for food alone when you get old."

Many celebrities in the entertainment industry spend too much money when they are young, and when they get older, they can’t make money, and they spend money around them all. In the end, their old age life is worse than that of ordinary people.

"One.8 million." Jin Zhongji was too lazy to refute Song Baojun. He looked angry at this moment, but in fact he had slowly calmed down.

As soon as he calmed down, he remembered that this brat was just a poor student. Where did he get so much money to compete with him? I'm afraid he was just deliberately raising the price and trying to make him bleed more.

Since that's the case, he just took the plan and gave up the bid after the price was raised to two million, and then he saw if this kid could take out two million.

If you can't take it out, you can humiliate him to death.

If he took it out and took out such a large sum of money, he might not have thought about living a good life in the future.

No matter what the result is, he is very happy to see it for Kim Jong-ki.

Just as he was thinking this, Song Baojun next to him suddenly laughed. He looked at Jin Zhongji with a sincere face and said, "I didn't expect that Datou, you like this treasure so much, so I'll give you the beauty of a gentleman and adult."

As soon as he said that, Jin Zhongji almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, glared at Song Baojun and growled, "Are you playing tricks on me?"

"Take you? What does it mean? Don't you want it? You are not happy if I give it to you?" Song Baojun asked with a raised brow.

Lin Jung-hyun also looked at Kim Jong-ki with a weird expression, obviously guessing Kim Jong-ki’s thoughts.

Jin Zhongji immediately shivered and realized that he had lost his composure. He quickly took a few deep breaths and defended with a far-fetched smile: "I mean, don't call me Datou anymore. I always think this title is teasing me. Is it OK Mr. Song?"

"Okay big head."

“…”

The auctioneer on the stage has finished counting down, and the white jade hairpin is sold for 1.8 million yuan.

The staff sent the white jade hairpin to Kim Jong-ki. Kim Jong-ki immediately endured his flesh pain and tried to show his best smile. He looked at Lin Zhenxian and said softly: "Miss Lin, this white jade hairpin is very consistent with your temperament. I want to give it to you as a gift."

Song Baojun made a move in reverse, and he had no choice but to bleed for a while and gave the white jade hairpin to Lin Zhenxian, begging the beauty to smile.

"This is too expensive. I appreciate your kindness, so there is no need for things." Although Lin Zhenxian liked this white jade hairpin, she still refused.

As for her, she is not without jewelry worth millions, but she understands what Kim Jong-ki means, so she is unwilling to accept this gift.

Kim Jong-ki pushed the white jade hairpin in front of Lin Zhenxian, and said with a wry smile: "Miss Lin, I bought it because I thought this white jade hairpin is very suitable for you. If you refuse, this white jade hairpin will have no value to me."

"Then you can't accept such a valuable gift. Thank you Mr. Jin for your kindness." Lin Zhenxian's attitude was very firm.

"Bigou, the most important thing in a charity party is to do charity. The meaning of taking this gift is to help others, so there is no saying that there is no value." Song Baojun comforted Jin Zhongji with a "kind intention".

Kim Jong-ki twitched his mouth, help others? Only ghosts are interested in helping others.

Do charity? Donate your own money to someone you don’t know? He has no problem with his mind. If it weren’t for Lin Zhenxian, he would have taken out more than 100,000 to symbolically take some things, so how could he have bleeded so much?

It was just that he had to maintain his image in front of Lin Zhenxian that he had to force himself to conform to Song Baojun's words and said stiffly: "Yes, it's really fun to do charity. I'll go to the bathroom and you guys will talk first."

After saying hello, he got up and walked towards the male bathroom in the distance, but his face was as gloomy as water.

When he walked into the bathroom, he couldn't help but swear in Korean, took out the white jade hairpin and broke it hard, and threw it into the trash can next to him.

This kind of goods can be sold for 10,000 yuan in a jade store. He spent nearly 200 times the price to buy it back. Not only did he not please the beauty, but he was also humiliated by Song Baojun. At this moment, he felt deeply ashamed of this white jade hairpin.

"Mr. Kim, you seem to be very distressed. Do you need my help?" Just as Kim Jong-ki was furious, Mr. Wang, who had been earlier, walked into the bathroom and asked Kim Jong-ki.

Jin Zhongji turned his head and looked at the other party with a stiff face, and suddenly became silent.

Mr. Wang was understanding and squinted his eyes and smiled: "I had no intention of interfering in your private life, but I had seen that scene just now. As a friend, I want to share some of it for you. What do you think?"

He had noticed something was wrong with Kim Jong-ki before, but Kim Jong-ki didn't want to say it, so he was too lazy to ask.

But he sat in the third row of the competition at the auction just now, seeing the struggle between the two clearly, so he came over and asked Kim Jong-ki if he needed his own help.

"What can you do?" Jin Zhongji didn't care about his face at this time and asked in a deep voice as he looked at the other party.

Compared to face, he now wants to find someone to help him get the debt back and take revenge on the hateful Song Baojun.

"That young man looks like a good relationship with that beautiful lady. If he was beaten by a hooligan or even took off his pants while walking with the beautiful lady, do you think that beautiful lady would still be interested in him?" asked the man surnamed Wang with a smile.

Kim Jong-ki was slightly stunned, and then a smile began to appear on his face. He felt extremely happy when he thought of that scene.
Chapter completed!