In the taxi, Ling Yu put away his phone and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. He would suddenly recruit Zhang Wude, because he was good at his good skills and had no one around him. If he did anything, he would do it himself every time.

, it's really a bit troublesome.

Half an hour later, the taxi arrived at the gate of Sichuan University, and Ling Yu gave the fare and got off the car.

When he returned to the dormitory, Li Feng was still playing games on the computer.

"Damn, third brother, why did you come back so early? It's only No. 5!" Li Feng said incredibly surprised.

"Something is there any instant noodles? I'm starving to death."

Ling Yu put down the computer bag and found it in Li Feng's cabinet.

Looking at the large box of instant noodles, Ling Yu said with a black look: "You won't have been eating instant noodles all these days!"

Li Feng scratched his head like a chicken coop and laughed: "Yes, I want to vomit even if I eat. There is nothing I can do. The family didn't send the money, so I had to do this."

"What's going on? Didn't your family transfer money at the beginning of the month?" Ling Yu said in confusion.

"Who knows, after calling several times, they all said it would take a few days to call." Li Feng said pitifully.

"You sit in front of the computer every day and eat instant noodles again, and your face is pale and thin." Ling Yu couldn't help but shake his head, and then took out a few hundred dollars and handed it to him.

Li Feng's eyes lit up suddenly, "It's better for my third brother to be nice to me, I can't bear to let me endure hunger."

Ling Yu couldn't help rolling his eyes.

After eating a bowl of instant noodles, Ling Yu took a shower, then opened his notebook and wrote [Romance of the Witch God]. He typified two thousand words and looked at the total number of words. It was already more than 60,000 words.

I have never stopped for a while, and I write three to five thousand words every day.

Because of the real material and Ling Yu's mind that is beyond imagination, various plots are written vividly, the characters are flesh and blood, and the connection is very natural. Sometimes two or three branches are even carried out together, intertwined without any confusion.

After writing a wonderful plot, Ling Yu turned off his phone and went to bed.

Lying on the bed, consciousness has entered Gaia's space, and continues to swallow the magma consciousness and look for "Zhu Rongxin".

After searching for a night, but still finding nothing, Ling Yu couldn't help but wonder, he could meet Zhurong, who was even more rare, so why couldn't he meet "Zhurongxin"?

Alas, this luck is really hard to say.

The next morning, Ling Yu went to Lingxi Hall, and Zhao Shicheng was already waiting.

"This time it's a bit troublesome. We will have a strong opponent. Zhang Bao from the Zhang family also wants to intervene. His Lingbao Group is sufficiently funded, and the one who organized the auction was Wuhou District Zhengfu."

Zhao Shicheng talked about the situation and said with some concern.

Zhang Bao?

Ling Yu frowned. This Lingbao Group is a very famous group company in Sichuan. It has a strong capital. If you intervene in, it will be a big trouble. Moreover, Zhang Bao and Zhang Wang are brothers, so Zhang Wang opened the door to convenience for his younger brother.

It's 100% thing.

I can only act according to the opportunity, and I hope that Zhao Shicheng's efforts can play a role.

Such auctions basically ended up behind the scenes, with several truly powerful buyers competing, and others had no chance at all.

At nine o'clock, Ling Yu and Zhao Shicheng took a bus to Dachenguang Shopping Mall.

When he came here again, Ling Yu couldn't help but sigh in his heart that he met the grandson of the ancestors and grandsons here. No one expected that Queen Yu would have such a close intersection.

At this moment, the big pit in the square had been filled, no different from before, but Ling Yu found that the people entering and leaving the place intentionally or unintentionally avoided that place, which was a potential fear of people.

The first feeling when you walk into the lobby of the building is nobleness. The nobleness that comes to your face makes people who enter here feel that their status has been greatly increased out of thin air.

The auction house is on the 45th floor, and above the 46th floor are the high-rise office and accommodation areas of this building. Below the 44th floor are shopping malls, bars, clubs, etc., which are so luxurious that they are jaw-dropping.

It can be said that this place is one level higher in facilities than Longquan Hotel.

Taking the elevator to the forty-fifth floor, Ling Yu and Zhao Shicheng entered the No. 1 auction hall. The oval hall was filled with luxurious lighting facilities, and many people were already present.

As soon as Ling Yu and Zhao Shicheng came in, many eyes immediately came to see him, not looking at Zhao Shicheng, but looking at Ling Yu. There was no way. Many of the people here attended the last party.

"Isn't this Mr. Yu's fucking grandson Ling Yu? Why did he come?"

"Who is following Ling Yu?"

"You don't know this. This person is named Zhao Shicheng. He is the fourth child of the Zhao family. He is very famous in the antique industry. If you want to buy antiques, you can go to his Lingxi Hall."

"Anti-Crafts? This is boring, but we have to deal with this Ling Yu!"

.In the auction hall, many low-pitched discussions suddenly sounded, and then many people stood up and greeted Ling Yu.

Some people who don’t know Ling Yu are very curious. These greetings are all not simple characters. They can make them stand up and say hello, so Ling Yu’s identity is worth considering.

Although Ling Yu became the grandson of the old couple Yu and his wife had been heard in the senior management, many people had never seen Ling Yu at all.

When Zhao Shicheng saw that many people actually greeted Ling Yu, his eyes were almost bulging out. He was surprised that many people here had to be polite.

However, after hearing the discussions around him, he was shocked. Unexpectedly, Mr. Yu's godson was actually Ling Yu next to him.

After sitting down in the front seat, Zhao Shicheng whispered: "Xiaoyu, you have become Mr. Yu's godson, so you didn't tell me, it's so hard for me to hide it!"

"Khan, I can't promote the whole world that I am Mr. Yu's godson, it's not a good impact!"

Ling Yu blinked and said.

Zhao Shicheng smiled bitterly, and became more and more curious about Ling Yu's identity. He could actually accept the old man Yu and his wife as their grandson. He even specially invited a well-known figure in Chengdu at the Longquan Hotel, which shows that Mr. Yu attaches great importance to Ling Yu.

Some people came in one after another.

A few people caught Ling Yu's attention, among which Ling Yu had met Zhang Wang twice, and there was also a fat man who spoke to him. His appearance was vaguely similar to Zhang Wang. This person was Zhang Bao, who was Zhang Wang.

Third brother.

When Ling Yu looked at Zhang Wang, Zhang Wang also noticed Ling Yu's existence. He was stunned at first, and then a trace of sharp light flashed in his eyes.

Zhang Wang and others sat down on the other side, just facing Ling Yu.

"You said he is Ling Yu?"

The big fat man Zhang Bao, who was sitting next to him, looked at Ling Yu opposite him, and chuckled. A shrewd light flashed in his two small eyes.

"Hmph, he came here, I don't know what to do. But he and Zhao Shicheng next to him seemed to be in the same group. I think it was just for the treasure appraisal hall. Maybe this Ling Yu has joined the group!"

Zhang Wang snorted coldly, and hated Ling Yu very much.

"Haha, even if he is Mr. Yu's godson, he will not play any role here. I am determined to win this treasure appraisal hall." Zhang Bao smiled faintly, full of strong confidence.

"This is not necessarily true!"

Ling Yu sneered in his heart. He had checked Zhang Bao's memory information and raised at least 500 million yuan. If he really competed for the funds, Zhao Shicheng would definitely not be able to compete. As for Ling Yu, although he had tens of millions of dollars, he had not been whitewashed before.

, it can't be used at all.

By ten o'clock, half of the people in the auction hall were already full.

The auction officially began. At the central auction stand, an auctioneer in his sixties had already begun to explain the precautions before the auction. If the original boring words were spoken by the auctioneer, it became funny and humorous.

The dull scene suddenly became lively.

I have to say that auctioneers are indeed not something that ordinary people can do. They must be good at eloquence and be able to understand sensationality.

"I won't say much about it. Now I announce that the auction has officially begun. The first auction industry is 'Mingyuan Pawnshop'. The auction price is 40 million yuan, and each price increase must not be less than one million yuan."

The old auctioneer finally announced the start of the auction. At the same time, a beautiful lady was holding a plate covered with red cloth. As the old auctioneer uncovered the red cloth, there were documents and some documents inside. It turned out to be from Mingyuan Pawnshop.

Relevant documents and information.

Zhao Shicheng's goal is the treasure appraisal hall. This Mingyuan pawn shop will naturally not bid for the auction, but many people were interested in it. The bidding was very fierce, which also allowed Ling Yu to see what a real rich man is, more than a hundred.

The million-dollar surge, without blinking.

Not long after, the auction price of Mingyuan Pawnshop had increased from 50 million to 70 million.

However, the price is already a bit high enough, so the bidding number has been greatly reduced, with only two or three, including Zhang Bao.

As expected, Zhang Bao raised so much money not just for the treasure appraisal hall.

Ling Yu thought to himself.

75 million, the final price of Mingyuan Pawnshop was auctioned off by Zhang Bao.

Next, several industries were auctioned, with prices above 10 million, but not more than Mingyuan Pawnshop, which had jewelry stores, bars, and supermarkets. Zhang Bao auctioned two of the antique shops.

It cost more than 20 million yuan, and it is obvious that Zhang Bao is determined to enter the antique industry.

The auction lasted until around 11 o'clock, and the finale finally came on stage.

"The last auction industry, Treasure Hall, is one of the top large antique cities in Chengdu. It is known as Lingxi Hall. If anyone can auction it, it is equivalent to occupying half of the antique market in Chengdu! The starting price of Treasure Hall

It's 100 million, and each bid is added to one million."

The old auctioneer waved his hands and his loud voice came out, which was extremely excited and could bewitching people's hearts.

Sure enough, many people's eyes became hot. Treasure Appraisal Hall is a money-making machine. It mainly enters this industry and gains a foothold. It is not a lot of money. There was no chance to enter before, but now it only takes Treasure Appraisal

After taking a photo, even if you have the qualifications.

However, the starting price of 100 million yuan still makes many people afraid.

"One hundred million." The person who spoke was an old man, his energy was consolidating. He was actually a martial artist, and his strength was not low.

It takes a lot of courage to be able to shout this number later. Having such a huge wealth shows that this old man is not simple.
To be continued...