An Hao in the past was just an ordinary citizen of Changqing City, so he naturally had no interaction with Mayor Mi.

So after the other party accurately called out his name and the school he attended, he was really shocked.

"Mrs. Pei doesn't need to be surprised. Actually, I am also a student of Changqing University." Mi Yong's thin face had a smile. Unlike the official smile I saw on TV, it was much more friendly.

"Since Mayor Mi, you are also a graduate of Changqing University, you are still my senior, so you should call me An Hao." An Hao is always a little uncomfortable when he is a person who can be regarded as his father at the age of his peers.

"Okay, I'll ask you to shout. If you don't need Mayor Mi to call you, just call me Senior Brother."

An Hao breathed a sigh of relief and called him like a stream of good deeds.

The smile on Mi Yong's face suddenly became more real.

However, the two sides were not familiar with each other, at most they were face-saving. An Hao knew that the mayor Mi, who was busy with a lot of money, would come to say hello on his own initiative, and it was still Pei Sheng's face.

After saying goodbye to the other side, An Hao stood up and saw him off. After turning around, he continued to sit down.

Pei Sheng handed An Hao a glass of water in time. Seeing her breathing in a breath, she couldn't help but smile and said, "Do you feel a little tired?"

An Hao lowered his head and drank a sip of water, shook his head, "Fortunately, just like them, they usually speak and do things. Although Mayor Mi has been very restrained just now, I am still a little unaccustomed to it."

In comparison, she prefers to speak directly.

There is something, right is right, wrong is wrong, and you won’t go around in circles, so that’s how comfortable it is.

I almost forgot about this episode of a glass of water. An Hao went to the bathroom and came back from the bathroom. He saw that she had just made a 70% full banquet hall before leaving. Now he was almost full.

A man wearing a microphone and a big back was standing on the edge of the stage. When he was seated, the other party had already climbed to the platform.

An Hao put up an ear and listened to the opening remarks uploaded from the stage. He turned his head to look at Pei Sheng's side face in the dim lights below the stage. He hooked his chin with a finger and suddenly said, "A Sheng, I forgot to ask you, what lots did you give?"

She remembered that those who came to attend the dinner all wanted to give a lot, because it was charitable and did not care whether the gift was expensive or not. When she came, she only cared about teasing Dundu, but forgot about it completely.

"A word."

"Whose word?"

"mine."

An Hao: "······I forgot to send a photo to you."

"I've also helped you deliver yours."

"What did you help deliver?"

"The words I gave you will naturally draw them."

An Hao scratched his hand unconsciously, thought about it carefully for a while but still couldn't figure out when he had painted it.

"Which painting is my?"

She painted only a handful of times, and the only few times she started writing was on the Pei family’s old house. When she was in the manor, she drew costume design drawings.

"I'll know when the lot comes out."

Pei Sheng rarely sold it back to his silence.

An Hao focused his mind and naturally did not notice the smile that flashed in Pei Sheng's eyes.

Soon, the host on the stage ended his opening remarks and the first lot was sent. At the same time, the big screen behind the stage also presented the information about the lot.

"The agarwood bracelet in the box in my hand is now the collection of director Li Ming'an. Please bid for it."

All the items today are auctioned without a reserve price, but since they are doing charity, the people present will not really sell the price to the lowest price. In the end, this agarwood bracelet is twice the price of it itself and was photographed by a big-bellied boss.

The following lots are even more diverse.

Jewelry, celebrity calligraphy and paintings, and even a big turtle pushed up in a water tank. It should be more than a hundred pounds in the head.

The one who gave the photo was the boss of the company who took the agarwood bracelet.

This big sea turtle was picked up from the beach when his father was alive. Now his father died of illness. Every time this boss saw the big sea turtle, he couldn't help but think of his father. In order to avoid seeing things and thinking about them again and again, he made the decision to give the big sea turtle a photo.

Because it was a charitable donation, it was also a blessing for his father to accumulate in the underworld.

However, he also asked that the person photographed the big turtle should either release it back to the ocean or take it home to take it for good care of it. If you want to buy it and stew it, don’t bid for it.

The boss thought that this big turtle would become an unpopular today. After all, he was so big that he didn't dare to raise it or was afraid that there were many people who couldn't raise it well. He couldn't hire a breeder specifically.

Who knew that when the auction started, the bidding sounds came to mind in the hall.

Most of these bidders think very simply. Nowadays, raising cats and dogs is outdated. If you really have the ability, you can raise foxes, lions, tigers and cheetahs. You can still see an alpaca swaying across the market on the streets. Among them, the most aggressive bidder is the young master of Changhe Electrical Appliances. Many people here know that the richest man also has a pair of ostrich airlifted from the southern continent in the villa of the richest man.

All you need is a rare thing.

Although this big turtle is too quiet and slow as a pet, it can't stand its size and its whole body is golden. Looking at it for a while, it's really cute.

An Hao looked at the stage and hesitated.

Pei Sheng looked sideways and asked An Hao's hand to pinch, "I want to take a picture too?"

"Yeah." An Hao nodded, "It just happened to be a companion with the big green turtle at home. Although they are different in breeds, they don't know the gender of the big turtle now. But if they are one female and one male, they might be able to give birth to sea and land turtles in the future."

"Cough." Pei Sheng reached out and covered his lips, looked at An Hao's serious look, and admitted that he was really amused this time.

"Then take a photo." As he said that, he reached out and pinched the sign on the table.

This is also the first time they have raised their sign tonight.

Now the bidding for the big turtle has risen to 150,000. As soon as Pei Sheng raised the sign, the host on the stage who was watching the six directions and listening quickly looked at this side, "The guests at Table 1 bid 160,000. Are you still bidding for those who are doing it?"

As soon as the three words of table No. 1 were released, the atmosphere of the bidding was a little warm and suddenly silent for a moment. After several seconds, a sign hesitantly raised from the guests' seat. Before the host could speak, the young girl holding the sign rushed before him and raised her breath, "I don't want to bid, I am studying oceanography. This turtle seems to be sick, so if a guest takes it away, I suggest taking it to see a doctor first." After speaking in one breath, the girl breathed out with relief, nodded to Anhao and Pei Sheng, and then put down the sign and sat down again.

However, it was as soon as she said this that she was still unwilling to hesitate whether to snatch the subject-predicate guests with the people at Table 1, and also gave up the idea.

This is the big turtle, which was photographed by Pei Sheng for 160,000 yuan, and was temporarily put back in the backstage and was taken away by the new owner after the dinner.

The auction continues.

After taking a few more items, the host on the stage looked at An Hao and Pei Sheng at Table 1, "Below is a pair of words sent by Mr. Pei from Table 1."

He said that he put on a pair of gloves before taking the framed scroll handed over by the emcee and opened it carefully, "Now, please bid."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man who thought his hair and beard were white, raised the sign in his hand, "100,000."

The person sitting behind was a little confused.

Because you can tell that this character is modern when you look at the mounting and paper, and there is no pen or seal yet. Although the ink character on it is really refreshing, a strong aura arises on your chest after seeing it.

But no matter what, this is the word "there is no signature" for the clothes!

The price was raised to 100,000 at once, how could they increase it?

However, they did not give them much time to hesitate. After the old man bid, the people sitting in the front row also rushed to bid, and it was not even a few thousand or ten thousand, and they were often 50,000. The heroic approach made people feel like they were in a large auction venue.

After the price rose to one million, the bidding voice gradually decreased.

However, the old man who first bids came from beginning to end.

Seeing that Pei Sheng's painting was about to be sold at the highest price of 1 million to date, An Hao thought that the dust had settled. At the seat between them, Mayor Mi, who was sitting quietly, slowly picked up the sign in front of him, "One million, million." After the price was paid, he immediately met the old man's angry gaze, "Old Guo, my father's birthday is coming, Mr. Pei writes it with his own hand. My father must be very happy. I wonder if Mr. Guo is willing to give up?"

The old man named Mr. Guo flashed his face and hesitated, but after a few seconds, he shook his head firmly, "Mr. Pei's words are not very popular. This time, I don't want to let go, old man."

No matter how much the other party said, he was an old man of his generation. Mi Yong was helpless, "Okay, I quit." His posture was natural.

An Hao tilted his head and stretched out his hand to pinch Pei Sheng's arm, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I didn't expect your handwriting to be quite valuable."

"Your paintings are more valuable."

An Hao: "······" She didn't know what kind of painting it was, it was worth the money of yarn!

Pei Sheng's character was taken away, and the host took over another scroll that was smaller than before.

"This lot was sent by Mrs. Pei Anhao." He said, reaching out and spreading it out carefully, while the projection of the drawing paper also fell on the large screen.

An Hao was drinking water now, and when he saw the image on the projection, he almost choked his throat.

She thought about it and didn't expect that Pei Sheng would frame the picture of Lu You sleeping soundly with her painting.

This painting, whose name is Cat Tu, was originally drawn by her casually to make fun of Dundu, and she also used some brighter colors, which were said to be ink painting, but in fact the effect was more like photo watercolor. Lu You on it looks cute, and you will find a very three-dimensional feeling from a distance.

At that time, An Hao asked Lu You to do the same thing as in the painting, and then put the drawing paper and Lu You aside, so that Dundu could tell the truth and the false.

Thinking of this, An Hao couldn't help but reach out to cover his face.

“Now, start bidding.”

Like Pei Sheng's, this painting also has no signature or seal. Although the painting on it is very vivid, it really has no collection value.

Anhao is ready for a cold situation.

As a result, just before she was about to cover her ears and couldn't hear it, someone among the guests actually raised the sign while bidding, "One Thousand."

The bidding sounds one after another, and after a while, it actually reached 500,000.

An Hao looked at the people whom you put down the sign and rushed to lift it up. He wanted to go over and ask them if you are serious?

When the price rose to 800,000, Mi Yong directly raised the price to one million.

He had no choice but to give the word to Mr. Guo, and he didn't know what the painting said was vain again.

After all, what he really wanted to buy was naturally not the calligraphy and painting itself, but because of the owner of the calligraphy and painting.

The bid was one million, and the sound on the field came to an abrupt end.
To be continued...