Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

No one raised a sign, no one made a bid.

Only the auctioneer on the stage was still walking back and forth, sweating and describing in an increasingly emotional voice how brilliant the Undead Demon's resume was.

Judging from his gradually breaking voice, his face flushing with embarrassment, and his frequent glances downward in panic, he was just putting on a funny show.

The performance reached its climax when he fell hard due to looking down frequently.

The audience burst into laughter.

The auctioneer stood up hastily but stumbled several times, and the laughter became even louder.

"What are you doing?"

"Is he anxious because he didn't get the result he wanted? He has been looking at the immortal demon the whole time."

"Waiting for instructions? But what instructions can she give now? Is she going to stand up and say indignantly that she didn't set the price and that she was framed? Hahahaha..."

"How dare you! Isn't it normal that there are always villains who want to harm me?!"

"Hahahahahaha..."

-

The "Immortal Demon" has completely calmed down.

Unfortunately, she herself is the owner of the auction house, so by now, she has completely understood what the people behind the scenes want to do.

——Unsold.

When the price of an auction item is too high, no one will bid and the item will fail to sell.

As a result, "Stellaris" not only lost the chance to be bid at the highest price, but it is even very likely to depreciate because of this farce.

In this way, anyone who wants to obtain the copyright of "Stellaris" can renegotiate with the Undead Demon in a superior position.

Instead of allowing the prices of "Stellaris" and the Undead Demon to continue to rise due to this auction.

But she also didn't understand something - in this situation, making "Stars" and the Undead Demon a joke, wouldn't it make their investment worthless? Damaging the Undead Demon's originally glittering reputation, wouldn't it also damage their own future big projects?

"It's a pity."

——A leisurely and smiling voice came from behind.

Although he tried hard to conceal it, the pride in his tone was still clear.

"I had originally made up my mind to bid until the end, but unfortunately the price is so low that I don't dare to bid. My friend, Undead Demon, do you really think your work is worth 5 billion?"

The “Immortal Demon” frowned slightly and was about to continue ignoring it, but suddenly his ears moved.

She looked up at the display case on the stage and said in a calm voice from under the mask: "If you ask me, my work is naturally priceless."

"Don't even mention 5 billion, I'd dare to sell it even for 10 billion."

……

The tone, posture and back view of the young cartoonist all reveal her absolute arrogance and conceit, as if she was born without the knowledge of what "humility" is.

Even when faced with the ridicule of the whole audience, she did not feel embarrassed or crazy at all.

Wen Rong's mouth twitched slightly, and after a moment he said lightly: "Young people are ignorant of the immensity of the world, but they will probably understand after a few lessons. The world is not as easy as you think. Just like now, let alone 10 billion, I'm afraid no one will buy your comics even if you change the price to 10 billion. However, if you are sincere, we can discuss it later. We will definitely be able to discuss the most reasonable price."

"is it?"

"..." She actually dared to talk back. The middle-aged man who wanted to quit while he was ahead could not help but follow her. He shook his head gently and said with a smile, "You are too young, and the world you have seen is too narrow. You think that you are great just because you can paint, and you are great just because you are praised by others. You think that the whole world will revolve around you if you have some skills. Little do you know that there are many people who can paint in this world, and there are so many poor artists. Aren't they as good at painting as you? It's just that they are not as lucky as you, but you regard your luck as strength, and the money earned by luck as earned by ability. If you are more low-key, you may get a good result, but you are the complete opposite, so God will take away your luck."

As if he felt sorry for the younger generation, he sighed and said, "When all your luck is taken away, you will find that you are nothing."

"..."

·

in the dark.

The distinguished guest in the last row grinned beneath his mask.

She whispered, "Laugh."

·

"puff--"

No. 3's mood, which was so shocked that he was speechless just now, changed immediately with this one word.

She actually laughed.

At first I was trying hard to hold it back, but later I couldn't hold it back anymore and my whole body was shaking with laughter.

Some people who had a glimpse of the scene in the darkness could not help but exchange words secretly: "Look at the first row. Did the Undead Demon cry because he couldn't bear the shock?"

"possible……"

·

But they don't know that the actual situation is just the opposite.

The Immortal Demon held back his laughter, and when he opened his mouth again, he couldn't help himself: "The person who would sit here as a guest... haha... actually talked to me about luck and strength haha——"

She tried hard to suppress her smile, leaned back, and asked mysteriously in a low voice, "Are you also an orphan without a father or a mother?"

Wen Rong almost overturned the chair and stood up.

But in the end he still held back, gritting his teeth and said, "Miss Undead Demon must have been so devastated that she went insane. She doesn't even have the most basic manners."

"What? Am I not simply asking a question? If you are not an orphan, why are you talking to me about luck? Or do you have a bedridden mother and an alcoholic and debt-ridden father? Does your family need you to sell your blood and kidney to support the family? Or are you like this friend next to me, who is disabled but determined and has come to this auction through your own struggle?..."

Wen Rong wanted to interrupt and refute, but the Undead Demon didn't know where he got his lung capacity from, and spoke like a machine gun without giving anyone a chance to interrupt: "If everything is not the case, if everything is exactly the opposite, not only do you have both parents and a very wealthy family, you have the qualifications to come to this kind of auction since birth, then do you think everything you have so far is due to luck or strength?"

She gasped in surprise, but still spoke quickly: "You can't have all this and still think you rely on your own strength, right? Oh my God, when God takes away all your luck, you will understand a thousand times more deeply than I do that you have really had nothing but luck for most of your life."

After a few seconds of pause, she suddenly put away all her emotions and said calmly: "If it's none of the above, then just pretend I didn't say anything."

Amid the noise in the whole place, these two rows suddenly became a vacuum zone, and even the sound of people breathing could not be heard.

After a while, Qin Wu touched his ear and sighed, "I didn't expect that the Undead Demon would be this type."

Wen Rong in the back row was completely immersed in darkness, and only his slightly trembling body could be seen.

At this moment, Wen Can suddenly turned his head and looked at the Undead Demon, and asked calmly, "Didn't you set the price at 5 billion?"

"..."

The “Immortal Demon” had just had a great time, and was about to take advantage of the remaining heat to attack again, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he changed his tone: “Yes.”

Then, she even stiffly lowered her voice: "I set it at one dollar."

Qin Wu, who was standing by, took an exaggerated breath: "Oh my God, who is harming the immortal demon?"

"..."