One is Miss Song Jia and a senior designer, and the other is Mrs. Gu. The people present know that they can't lift their prices, so they have to watch the show.

No money……

At this time, Song’s face was written with these three words.

Song Yuyue and Song Yongmei turned around and saw her expression, and I didn’t know how proud I was.

"Three million one time!"

"35 million." Still not waiting for the host to say the second time, Gu Yu, the guest seat, gracefully raised the sign.

His low-pitched voice is like a lethal force, and wherever he goes, it is serious and quiet.

As soon as he raised the price, the people at the scene looked at him.

High above, handsome man, no matter which angle, is so handsome, so cold.

35 million is not a big number for these rich people.

But the other party raised the price is Gu Yu, they all know that what Gu Yu wants is never available.

And people are the richest, and they can't compete with him.

Song Haoyue looked at Gu Yu with amazement, he raised the price?

If he does not raise the price, the hairpin will be taken by her. Why should he raise the price with himself?

"Big sister, Gu Shao finally raised the price, he must give this hairpin to you." Song Yumei said happily to Song Yuyue.

Song Haoyue frowned slightly, is that the case?

"Gu Shao sees you and Song no worries, know that you must like it, so shoot it in this way for you. Not only express his love for you, but also let you have a face, more importantly, Hit the face of Song Wushou." Song Yumei said again.

After listening, Song Yuyue thought about it and thought that Song Yongmei’s words were very reasonable.

Gu Yu is so disgusted with Song Wu, it is definitely not used to her and she lifted the bar, so I took this hairpin and gave it to myself.

Song Yuyue smiled sweetly and looked at Gu Yu’s eyes very tenderly.

Song Wuxi snorted and glanced at Gu Yu.

In the end, he still had to take this hairpin and give it to Song Yuyue.

......

After the auction, Song Wuzhe and Xu Jing walked out of the Century Building.

"No worries!" Behind him, a female voice called her.

Song Wuzhan stopped at the stairs and turned to look inside.

Song Yuyue and Song Yumei came out of the hall.

"No worries, you can still go home to get pocket money next month, Dad did not stop you." In the face of Song Wushou, Song Haoyue laughed.

Before the people, Song Haoyue will be very caring about this arrogant sister.

"Know it." Song Wushou faintly responded.

Song Yuyue looked at Song Wuxi, and today she wore the purple dress she wore last time.

Although it was a bargain bought four years ago, the quality is not bad. It is worn on Song Worry and has a feminine taste.

When Song Worry was quiet, it was really beautiful.

Just like now, cold and faint, her unpleasant expression gives people a feeling of incomprehension.

This feeling makes Song Yuyue think that she is the queen.

Song Yuyue did not like the feeling that Song Wuzhe’s position was stronger than himself.

She smiled. "No worries, is this dress not bought when you were born four years ago? How to wear it? It faded."

"I like to wear." Song no worries smile and laugh.

“Would you like to design a few fashionable skirts for you?” Song Yuyue said with a good understanding.

"No," Song said without worry.

At this time, a wind-moving Maybach was stopped at the entrance of the building, and the horn sounded, obviously calling them.

They looked at them and they were all familiar with it. It was Gu Yu’s sports car.