This voice...

Yu Zhiming followed the sound and saw no one standing up, but he already knew who the voice was.

Xu An's father was one of the executors who framed him for the molestation incident more than half a year ago.

Xu An choked on something and failed to rescue him in time, resulting in brain hypoxia and coma.

Although he woke up later, he became a little stupid due to the lack of oxygen damage to his brain.

I heard that his situation is much worse than that of his fellow sufferer Yuan Xiuqiang.

This father once came to Yu Zhiming and wanted to provide Xu An with extended medication treatment of Ji's Amino Acid.

Yu Zhiming refused directly.

It seemed that the other party had a grudge against him.

At this time, Qing Ning was also a little annoyed that someone actually jumped out to compete.

Although she was unwilling to do so and never sat down, she still remembered Zhi Ming's instructions.

"Zhiming, do you want to continue filming?"

"Shoot, 150,000!"

After hearing this, Qing Ning immediately became energetic and loudly bid "150,000" with high morale.

Not only that, she also looked provocatively in the direction of the voice just now.

The next second, a sign was raised in that direction.

"Two hundred thousand!"

"Two hundred and fifty thousand!" Qing Ning did his part and showed an expression that said he would never give up until he won.

"Three hundred thousand!"

"Three hundred and fifty thousand..."

Next, Nuo Da's auction scene was filled with the angry bidding sounds of these two people...

"One million and one hundred thousand."

"1.2 million!"

After reaching this price, Qing Ning, who was originally angry, suddenly smiled and said with a smile: "I give up!"

As she said this, there was a sigh of disappointment in the auction venue.

Many people still wanted to see a fierce, even tragic scene of fighting spirit, but they gave up after paying just over one million.

It's really not satisfying.

Qing Ning sat down, rubbed her thighs, pursed her lips, and said pitifully: "Zhi Ming, why are you twisting me so hard?"

Yu Zhiming rubbed Qing Ning's thigh with his hand, and said with a guilty conscience: "Aren't I worried that you won't be able to stop the car for a moment, and you'll talk nonsense, so I'll increase the price again."

"I've been paying attention to the changes in his voice. At this price, it's almost time for him to give up."
Chapter completed!