Hi, Mr Ruffian President !

"Next, we're going to have the last auction deal! In the underground auction house, the atmosphere was ignited to the climax. When the last auction item was carried up by a beautifully packed box, everyone's eyes became astonished.

It was so mysterious and low-key that everyone was guessing what was contained in the huge box. In the last row of seats, the man who had just closed his eyes quietly and rested suddenly opened his eyes.

The perfect facial features are inlaid in his well-defined face. Every stroke is like a handicraft chiseled by a knife. His dark eyes are like a deep pool, with no end in sight.

This face is not inferior to the popular national idol at present. I can see that he changes his sitting posture lazily. When the host opens the beauty in the box on the stage, he hooks his lips viciously, as if he has found a long-awaited prey. When the bidding voice has reached two million, the crowd is more boiling.

In a city, there is such a place, known as the "underground palace". All the transactions here are mysterious and full of temptation. No one would have thought that Prince Huo, a noble of the upper class, would appear here.

"Three million --"

as soon as Huo Tingchen spoke, the audience immediately became quiet.

"Good! Three hundred one times, three million two times, three million three times! " The host finally beat down, "deal

In the eyes of all the wrong people, Huo Tingchen has stood up from his seat. He is tall and straight, with the noble and domineering spirit that comes from the world. His mouth is singing an evil smile, like Satan from hell. The crowd automatically gives way to him.

He looked at the woman she had photographed. His eyes were tender and inconceivable.

"What's your name?" He looked at the face with deep eyes.

"I My name is Lulu... " The girl looked at such a perfect man, her voice was a little excited.

"From today on, you are called Ning Ning!" A man's voice cannot be ignored.

"Good!" The girl nodded coyly and obeyed her orders.

Such flattery made Huo Tingchen lose interest.

"San Shao, the old man called again to urge you to return to the old house tonight!"

Ten, a personal assistant, came from behind and said to Huo Tingchen.

He stretched lazily, took the car key from the assistant's hand, nodded his chin, "find a place to settle her down!"

"Good, three little!"

The fiery red silver charm drove out of the underground parking lot like a smart dragon, galloping on the road in the dead of night, as wild as its master.

Half an hour later, the Red Silver Charm suddenly stopped in front of a solemn and classic villa.

The magnificent and magnificent garden is full of magnificent green flowers.

Huo Tingchen got out of the car, walked with long legs, took off his coat and walked steadily towards the hall.

In the spacious and bright hall, the complicated lighting projects cold light, and the atmosphere tonight is somewhat low.

"San Shao is back. The old man has been waiting for you for a long time."

Receiving the housekeeper's eyes, Huo Tingchen went to the sofa and sat down. He looked at Huo Yihang, who was sitting in the wheelchair. He looked up his legs lazily and asked casually, "if you call me back so late, you won't miss me?"