Chapter 1175: Wang Zhenzhen help

Jiang Beichen was a little surprised, but still shook the woman gently: "Jiang Beichen!"
"Thank you for saving me last night!"
Wang Zhen really thought about it, and then said something.
"No thanks, I will save anyone if I change it!"
In a word, Wang Zhenzhen was dead.
She is Fengshi's first beauty president, and most wealthy young men would like to take the initiative to strike up a conversation with her.
But now she takes the initiative to speak up, but people tend to ignore it.
Really a bit speechless! "Do you usually treat girls like this?"
Wang Zhenzhen frowned, a little unwilling, so he asked.
"Yep!"
"..." Wang Zhenzhen was really a little uncomfortable about this "um"! This time is completely speechless! He just turned around, sterned and stopped talking.
"Lingling, does your sister know that kid?"
At this time, Chen Zhanchao's face was very ugly.
Wang Zhenzhen is a well-known Bingshan Yujie, who rarely strikes up a conversation with the opposite sex. Just now she took the initiative to speak to Jiang Beichen and she shook her hand! In fact, other men have also noticed the scene just now, and they are extremely envious.
After all, there are probably few people who can touch the hands of the first beauty president Yushou in Fengshi! Wang Lingling is also a little strange. Her sister has only returned to China in the past two years. It stands to reason that she should not know Jiang Beichen.
"Brother Zhan Chao, I don't think you need to be nervous. Didn't you see that they just shook hands?
Obviously I just met! "
Wang Lingling frowned and analyzed.
She knew her sister's character, and even men in Quanfeng City might not have one in her eyes.
It is even more impossible if conditions like Jiang Beichen are like this! Chen Zhanchao nodded, secretly saying that he was too nervous.
At this time, the auction had already begun, and a uniformed hostess stepped onto the stage and announced the start of the auction.
The first few items that appeared were all handicrafts such as calligraphy, painting and ceramics.
Jiang Beichen came for the phoenix ginseng fruit, so naturally he was not interested, but Wang Zhenzhen next to him made several bids.
But Wang Zhenzhen was obviously also very cautious, and generally stopped following if he exceeded 5 million.
On the other hand, Chen Zhanchao took photos of Wang Zhenzhen's overpriced collection, which seemed a bit rich and powerful.
Obviously it was to give it to Wang Zhenzhen later.
After a few rounds, the staff presented a dark red, somewhat mottled, peach wood dagger.
The mahogany ruler was dark red with some strange dragon-shaped patterns on it, but some places had rotted away, almost like the broken logs taken from the river.
At this time, Jiang Beichen, who had closed his eyes and rested his mind, suddenly jumped in his heart and couldn't help but straighten up.
"The following collection is from the well-known Taoist Temple Qiankun Palace in Feng City. This is a peach wooden ruler with a history of more than two thousand years. It is a treasure handed down from Taoism and an absolute weapon to ward off evil..." The mahogany ruler blows the sky, but the people in the audience are not too interested.
After all, the people present were all social elites, they weren't so foolish, and they were not very superstitious about strange power and chaos.
On the other hand, this mahogany ruler is too ugly to sell, and it has no collectible value. Why buy it?
Even though the starting price was only 800,000, no one was willing to bid after a while.
"one million!"
At this time, Jiang Beichen suddenly spoke.
His opening made the hostess happy.
"Okay! Thanks to this gentleman, it really has good eyesight! This gentleman bid one million, do you have any other bids?"
"1500000!"
This voice came from behind, apparently from Chen Zhanchao.
He is not interested in any peach-wood ruler, mainly because he wants to confront Jiang Beichen.
After all, Jiang Beichen had been slapped in the face before, and it was impossible not to find the place back.
"Two million!"
But Jiang Beichen frowned and shouted.
Immediately no one followed the price.
After all, a piece of rotten wood has no collection value. It will depreciate when you buy it. Who wants to be taken advantage of?
And the people around looked at Jiang Beichen incomprehensibly, even mocking in their eyes.
Two million to buy a broken mahogany ruler, it is the donkey kicked by the head! "three million!"
When Chen Zhanchao saw Jiang Beichen bid, he added another million! "five million!"
"Eight million!"
When Jiang Beichen called for five million, Chen Zhanchao directly raised three million! Now the smell of gunpowder is full! Everyone can see that the two of them are getting stronger.
Chen Zhanchao has a provocative expression on his face.
Eight million is a drizzle to him, he just wants to hit Jiang Beichen in the face.
But Jiang Beichen was not out of a contest of spirits, he naturally had his own intention in bidding for the peach ruler.
And it is inevitable! "Do you like this mahogany ruler?"
When he was about to increase the price, Wang Zhenzhen next to him quietly asked.
Jiang Beichen frowned and did not express his position, but Wang Zhenzhen had already seen that Jiang Beichen really wanted this mahogany ruler.
So he gritted his teeth and directly raised the sign: "Ten million!"
Chen Zhanchao originally waited for Jiang Beichen to increase the price, but Wang Zhenzhen didn't expect that the price increase was, and the battery suddenly ran out.
"Hehe, Brother Zhan Chao, see it, my sister and Jiang Beichen don't know each other at all, otherwise, how could they steal his things?"
Wang Lingling was a little worried just now, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Chen Zhanchao couldn't help but shook his head and laughed, "I am too sensitive, so I have this kind of thought. Just like a fairy in the sky, how can I like a poor boy who has no name and name!"
On the other side, Jiang Beichen glanced at Wang Zhenzhen, not knowing what the woman was doing, and was about to make an offer, but Wang Zhenzhen gave him a look.
Jiang Beichen hesitated for a while, and stopped bidding.
As a result, Wang Zhenzhen succeeded in photographing the peach ruler that was about to rot.
Before the next collection was announced, the staff directly wrapped the mahogany ruler in brocade and sent it to Wang Zhenzhen.
"this is for you!"
Wang Zhenzhen stood up and directly stuffed the brocade into Jiang Beichen's hand.
This scene stunned everyone present, and many men felt incredible.
Especially Chen Zhanchao, eyes are like breathing fire, hate is not like rushing into the VIP area and killing Jiang Beichen! Wang Lingling also had an expression of sorrow.
Wang Zhenzhen’s 10 million peach ruler was actually for Jiang Beichen?
"Lingling, what's the situation?"
Chen Zhanchao became angry and blushed quickly.
"Didn't you say that your sister doesn't even know this kid?"
"I, I don't know, how could this be?"
Wang Lingling was also confused. In fact, she and her sister Wang Zhenzhen did not have a good relationship. Although they were born to a mother, since their parents divorced, she followed her father and met with her sister less often.
And the usual sister Gao Leng is willing to spend 10 million to photograph a man's collection, which is simply incredible to her! "Why help me?"
On the other side, Jiang Beichen was also a little confused. The two people didn't know each other for a day, and they didn't even know the name. This woman was willing to spend so much money for her.
"Thank you for your life-saving grace last night!"
Wang Zhenzhen blinked his eyes with a playful and cute expression.
"In addition, I want to ask you to be my bodyguard!"
Wang Zhenzhen finally stated his purpose.
In fact, she started thinking up when she left the hotel in the morning, because the facts last night scared her, so she naturally hoped that someone around her could protect herself.
And Jiang Beichen is undoubtedly the most suitable candidate in her heart, because only by being around Jiang Beichen can I have that kind of solid feeling.
"Sorry, I'll call you 10 million!"
But Jiang Beichen was taken aback for a moment, and quickly took out the phone.
The meaning was obvious, and it was natural to reject Wang Zhenzhen.
After all, in his capacity, how could he be a bodyguard for others.
"Are you too small?"
Wang Zhenzhen bit his lip.
In fact, she also guessed that Jiang Beichen's identity was a bit unusual, otherwise she would not live in the presidential suite, but she was confident that no man would bear to refuse her request.
But obviously Jiang Beichen is an exception, and they just refused! "Forget it! Take it as repaying your life-saving grace!"
Wang Zhenzhen shook his head in frustration, then he lifted the skirt and walked directly towards the VIP passage.
Although the auction was not over, she was too embarrassed to stay any longer because she was rejected in public.