Chapter 903: Reminiscent of the air

The atmosphere in the room is awkward.
After sitting next to Zhang Ziling, Chen Caiwei calmed down and stopped talking. And after Zhang Ziling greeted Chenhua to sit down, he flipped through the tablet for the information about the venue.
Chenhua didn't expect that she would encounter such a situation. Looking at the quiet two, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.
Even if Zhang Ziling made a mockery or something, the dust could deal with it, but the sudden quietness ate the dust to death.
In this regard, the dust has no way.
"Mr……"
"What's the matter."
After waiting for about half an hour, Chenhua finally couldn't bear the strange silence and took the initiative to speak to Zhang Ziling.
What Zhang Ziling responded to the dusty was that he didn't even look away from the tablet, only the words fluttering.
For this, Chen Caiwei snickered, and she could clearly feel the embarrassment and depression of the atmosphere in this room.
Wordless terror is the most tormenting.
Chenhua was able to silently bear Zhang Ziling's aura for half an hour in this quiet environment, and it was considered quite good.
Seeing Zhang Ziling's answer so indifferently, Chenhua felt like she was hitting cotton with a punch, and she didn't know where to contribute.
He didn't come to this private room first to be tortured.
"The auction is about to begin. Among the six auction items, do you have anything you want?" Chenhua sorted out her mood and began to ask Zhang Ziling.
He can't keep the atmosphere silent like this, otherwise he can only become more and more passive. In this case...When his friend comes over, there will be no way to retaliate against Zhang Ziling.
Chenhua wants more than just Zhang Ziling's death.
He needs to know the forces behind Zhang Ziling, and then uproot him!
This time, after Zhang Ziling heard Chenhua's words, the movement of his hands stopped, and he raised his eyes slightly to look at the dust.
Moved!
Seeing Zhang Ziling looking at him, Chenhua couldn't help but flash in his heart, as if torn Zhang Ziling's defenses.
As long as you speak, Chenhua has a way to get it out!
Zhang Ziling looked at the faint excitement in the dusty eyes, his expression was still calm, and said lightly: "I am quite interested in your seventh auction item."
"Oh?" Chenhua raised her brows slightly, "It seems that Mr. loves mysterious things, no wonder Mr. is so mysterious."
"What is the seventh item?" Zhang Ziling didn't care about the other meaning in Chenhua's words, and asked directly.
"It's just a lottery. Compared with the six auction items, it's not worth a lot of money." Chenhua smiled and waved his hands. "If Mr. knew in advance, he would lose the meaning of setting up the seventh auction item. ."
Zhang Ziling faintly looked at the dust that said this sentence. From the look in his eyes, Zhang Ziling could tell that the dust did not know what the seventh auction item was.
Zhang Ziling believed that if Chenhua knew, he would never speak like this.
He will use all available means to set his own information.
The seventh auction item that even Chenhua didn't know... Zhang Ziling looked at the auction table that had been gradually prepared outside the room, with quiet eyes.
"It seems that Mr. is really interested in the seventh auction item. Would you like Cai Wei to ask?" Chenhua saw Zhang Ziling looking out of the private room, and the corner of her mouth could not help but tick, "That was specially prepared by my grandfather, I Grandpa has always loved Caiwei very tightly. If Caiwei asks, he will definitely be able to ask."
For Chenhua's words, Chen Caiwei on the side sneered, and didn't believe what Chenhua said.
If the great elder really likes Chen Caiwei, then the second elder line will not be so diminished now.
The meaning of Chenhua's sentence is clearly that he does not want to tell Zhang Ziling about the seventh auction item.
Zhang Ziling also smiled at Chenhua's faint target, and didn't care, "It's okay, you'll find out later, don't worry about this moment."
"It seems that Mr. is able to bear the temper." Chenhua also expected Zhang Ziling's reaction and didn't care much.
For Chenhua, the seventh auction item was just a lottery, and it didn't help him to find Zhang Ziling at all.
The mysterious item was a preparation for pushing the atmosphere of the scene to a climax, and had nothing to do with Zhang Ziling.
However, before Chenhua's friends came to this private room, Chenhua did not dare to provoke Zhang Ziling clearly.
After all, it can be seen from the dusty events of yesterday that Zhang Ziling will not consider the consequences at all. If there is no figure with great strength and background to hold Zhang Ziling here, the dusty will not dare to be too much. Can suggest.
"The auction is about to open." Zhang Ziling didn't answer the dusty words, just looked at the woman who walked onto the auction stage and said lightly.
Chen Caiwei followed Zhang Ziling's gaze, and after seeing the woman on the auction stage, her pupils shrank slightly.
Number thirty six!
Chen Caiwei didn't expect that in an auction of this size, the Chen family would let her preside over the auction.
Yesterday, Chen Caiwei tied No. 36, and the Chen family must have known that No. 36 has been missing for a while, and may even know that it was Chen Caiwei who tied No. 36.
But even so, on the 36th, the Chen family was still pushed onto the stage, facing so many monks in the venue for auction.
Using clones instead of Chen family women to host the auction, Chen Caiwei does not believe that the Chen family has no other meaning in this move.
Compared with Chen Caiwei's frowning frown, Zhang Ziling was much calmer, just quietly looking at No.36 on the stage with soft eyes.
Chenhua also noticed that Zhang Ziling paid special attention to 36th, and his mind became more active.
But now it was almost the time his friend had agreed with him, and the dust was too late to think about other things. He just secretly wrote down Zhang Ziling's move, and then stood up and said to Zhang Ziling, "Sir, I'll be with you for a while."
After Chenhua said such a sentence, he walked out of the private room without waiting for Zhang Ziling to answer.
His friend is coming soon, and Chenhua no longer has to worry about Zhang Ziling's strength, and naturally will not give Zhang Ziling more face.
Chenhua came here in advance just to try Zhang Ziling's tone and ask something from Zhang Ziling's mouth, but Chenhua didn't expect things to develop like this, she didn't get anything, and instead suffered a little speechlessly. Torture.
But since the dark is not good, the dust can only choose the bright one.
"Master Nine Emperors, he should have invited his so-called friend." Chen Caiwei looked at Chenhua walking out of the private room and turned to Zhang Ziling.
"Yeah." Zhang Ziling replied softly, "What is the meaning of the lantern outside this private room."
Seeing Zhang Ziling's reaction, Chen Caiwei was stunned for a moment, and then she understood...Zhang Ziling never cared about the dust from beginning to end.
The series of actions of Chenhua just now are no different from the air in Zhang Ziling's eyes.
If Chenhua knew Zhang Ziling's reaction... Such a thought flashed in Chen Caiwei's mind, and then quickly disappeared.
This is not the time to think about this.
"Master Nine Emperors, that is for auction." Chen Caiwei has also experienced several black market boxing clubs, naturally knowing the role of this lantern, and quickly explained to Zhang Ziling.
There was originally a maid in every private room, but Chen Caiwei did not let the maid into this private room, so no one took the initiative to explain the role of the lantern to Zhang Ziling.
Chen Caiwei didn't think that Zhang Ziling came here for auction, nor did he think of explaining, but Zhang Ziling asked now, and Chen Caiwei also said it.
"What's the use?" Zhang Ziling asked.
"This is specially prepared by the big forces. If someone is bound to get a certain auction item, you can turn on this light, which means every time you bid..."
"Twice as much as others."