After retiring, he inherits hundreds of billions of assets every day

Sinclair was almost vomiting blood. The price was too high and he had no extra money. He had no choice but to put down the sign secretly.

The female companion noticed Sinclair's face was gloomy and whispered a few compliments to him.

His expression didn't look so bad anymore.

Seeing that there was silence all around and no one was bidding, the auctioneer made the final call, "Congratulations to No. 886 for successfully bidding on the Fu Zhaolin vase!"

Ji Cheng was relieved. Auctions are good! The money flew out like water.

Wen Yue was a little surprised when she saw Ji Cheng taking the picture of the vase. She didn't expect that she was interested in such a thing.

Song Qiran was secretly amazed. With so much money, she had real estate, but she could just squander it casually.

Her brother will really beat her to death!!

"Ji Cheng, please support me! I am willing to be your weak canary!" Song Qiran looked at Ji Cheng with starry eyes in admiration.

Wen Yue also turned to look at Ji Cheng, somewhat expecting her answer.

Ji Cheng pretended to think, "What kind of cage do you like? I'll have someone make one for you..."

Wen Yue's cold eyes were a little turbulent for a moment, and her heart felt heavy.

Song Qiran, I treat you as a sister, and you want to sleep with my goddess?!

Seeing that the two did not react, Ji Cheng smiled and said, "Ms. Song, stop joking. I can't afford to support you! The Song family is on the list of the major families in Beijing~"

"How about... Miss, please keep me as your sponsor! I'm very easy to keep!"

Song Qiran rejected her subconsciously, saying with a bitter face, "No, I can't afford to support you..."

If Brother Xie knew about this, would I still be able to survive?

Ji Cheng stopped interrupting her and looked at the new items coming up with fire burning in his eyes.

She wanted this.

Sinclair felt a tightness in his chest and his face was gloomy. He couldn't help but be tempted when he saw the new items coming up for auction.

I couldn’t take a picture of the vase, but the calligraphy and paintings are still okay.

My grandfather always loved collecting Chinese antiques, calligraphy and paintings. He even set aside a room to store them, saying that they had historical heritage.

He didn't care about these things at all, and even looked down on them. Aren't they just some calligraphy and paintings?

"The starting price for the Floating Gold Bamboo Painting is 2000 million yuan!"

This time, Sinclair spoke before everyone else, holding up his number plate, "3500 million!"

Many professionals who specialize in collecting antiques, calligraphy and paintings directly challenged Sinclair to raise the price, completely disregarding the lives of the people around them.

"4000w!"

"4500w!"

"..."

Sinclair was so angry when he saw the soaring price. Why is this thing so popular? Damn it!

"6000w!"

As soon as these words were spoken, people around him gasped. The price of this painting was already high.

Just when Sinclair thought he had won, a familiar female voice sounded again, cutting off his hope.

"7000w!"

Ji Cheng raised the number plate in his hand to indicate his bid.

Sinclair looked in the direction of the voice and saw someone from the private room on the second floor. Was this person trying to make things difficult for him?

Whatever I take pictures of, she grabs it?!

Sinclair suppressed his anger and said, "8000w!"

Ji Cheng matched his price without any panic, and even surpassed him by offering a price that he could not match.

"1 million!"

Everyone at the auction gasped when they heard the news. This price was a record high in this category.

Sinclair clenched the Depp sign in his hand, and the crackling sound of his knuckles was enough to feel the other party's anger.

Sinclair's female companion shouldn't have spoken casually. She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye and tried to make her presence less noticeable.

Finally, Ji Cheng successfully bought the painting of floating gold bamboo for 1 million yuan. The people present heard the number 3 again and couldn't help but whisper about it.

Which young master or young lady is spending money? How generous!

Xie Yanchuan couldn't help but glance at the private room where the voice came from. He inexplicably felt that the other person's voice was somewhat familiar.

He felt like he missed Ji Cheng a little, but he was not sure, so he sent a message to Song Qiran and asked her tentatively.

Got a positive answer.

Xie Yanchuan: [What did you do? ]

Song Qiran held the phone and saw the message from the other party. She was a little confused and wanted to argue with him, but when she thought that this was her boss, she replied obediently.

Song Qiran: [Attending an auction outside. ]

Song Qiran: [Are you missing me, Ji Cheng again? ]

Song Qiran almost typed the word "wife" instead. She'd better sleep with her eyes open tonight, as she was afraid that Xie Yanchuan would travel through time and space to attack her in the middle of the night.

Xie Yanchuan looked at her reply and became more certain of his guess.

He couldn't mistake that voice, it was indeed Ji Cheng.

Did she like these things? He noted it.

Xie Yanchuan: [Yes.]

Song Qiran looked at Xie Yanchuan's response and danced with joy. If it wasn't for the need to protect her image in front of Ji Cheng, she would have danced a bit.

In my last life, I saved the Milky Way. In this life, I support Orange Banquet and his couple! ! ! Real couples are the best to support! !

Song Qiran glanced at Ji Cheng quietly, who looked serious, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Wen Yue naturally noticed Song Qiran's abnormality. As they grew up together, she could tell from the other person's eyes that he was up to no good!

Ji Cheng didn't notice Song Qiran's gaze at all, she was concentrating on taking pictures.

Ji Cheng bought several paintings and calligraphy in a row, and finally spent all his money at the last minute of the deadline.

Who understands! Family! She survived!! So touching!!

Don’t think that she only spent a few hundred million. That’s L currency, and there is an exchange rate.

She even spent a little over.

The burden on his heart was finally lifted, and Ji Cheng finally breathed a sigh of relief. He then had some free time to savor the cup of fragrant tea.

"This tea is not as delicious as the one you have! Why don't you have it here?" Song Qiran suddenly said.

Wen Yuewei raised her eyes and glanced at her, a little speechless, "Indeed, you are wishful thinking!"

Song Qiran approached Wen Yue and held her arm, smiling brightly, "Not only do I have beautiful thoughts, I'm also beautiful!"

Wen Yue had long been accustomed to her personality, and said matter-of-factly, "You are beautiful, but Ji Cheng is more beautiful."

Her muse is the most beautiful!

Song Qiran looked at her, patted her shoulder and praised, "You are right! My wife is the most beautiful!"

Ji Cheng, who was originally watching the show, coughed twice when she heard the sound. What did Song Qiran call her?

Wife? ?

Song Qiran reacted only after he finished speaking, and quickly covered his mouth, looking at Ji Cheng's dry explanation.

"Ji Cheng, you know what your wife is talking about, right? I believe you can understand..."

Understanding is one thing, being able to accept is another!!!

Song Qiran decided to keep this name in her heart and not call it casually. If Xie Yanchuan knew about it, she would be finished.

Ji Cheng had just relaxed for a few minutes when the cheerful voice of 886 mixed with the sound of cannons rang in her head.

Song Qiran: My life is over!