Young Master Fu’s Incredible Real Heiress

This kind of remark is killing people. If it spreads out, people will think that Shi Jin is willing to spend money for publicity, but not for charity. This Fan Yueqi's scheming is indeed very deep.

Everyone was still staring at Shi Jin, looking at her unprepared appearance, and couldn't help shaking their heads secretly.

It's really not sincere to come here alone like this, right?

"Forget it, Shi Jin, we don't blame you for not preparing us. I think it's better to forget it." Fan Yueqi continued to fan the flames.

Everyone couldn't help but feel disappointed in Shi Jin.

A faint smile appeared on Shi Jin's eyes.

She really didn't bring anything and she wasn't prepared for anything.

But...she dared to come, she never thought that she would be pressed and beaten by Fan Yueqi.

As far as Fan Yueqi's thought is concerned, she really didn't take it to heart.

She raised her arm lightly, put her hand on her shoulder, picked up one of her naturally falling hair, and said, "I'm really in a hurry, I'm not prepared. But since I'm here, I'm doing publicity and contribution to charity, I can't come here for nothing, can I? Guys, I'll put this up for auction."

She raised the hair on her hand and looked at the crowd.

A single hair was completely invisible under the light, and it was unremarkable. Her white fingers seemed to be twitching a touch of air. Only those who were very close could see that she was indeed holding something.

"This?" Everyone was a little surprised.

"Are you really going to auction this?"

"This is too much of a joke. Other things have some collectible value. No matter how bad they are, they can be used. Shi Jin's hair... Who wants it?"

Just take a hair and want to auction it, does anyone really buy it?

On today's occasion, Zeng Guangzhi specially arranged for Fan Yueqi and Lu Feng to come over. In fact, it was because these celebrities had fans of the two of them that the auction could look good.

Obviously, among this group of people, there are no fans of Shi Jin.

Even if Shi Jin looks like an angel descended from the earth, but for those who are really chasing stars, it is not their own food that is not their own food.

Shi Jin is a little too confident in herself to try to ignite everyone's enthusiasm for auctions with just one hair, right?

Miss Manners stepped forward to take Shi Jin's hair, took it to the stage, and put it in a brocade box.

It looked very solemn, but everyone couldn't help but smile.

"Now what we are auctioning is a hair of Shi Jin, which was donated by Shi Jin..." The auctioneer's face was also a little difficult to describe, but he had also seen a lot of wind and waves, and quickly suppressed his emotions. Officially, he said, "The reserve price now and the auction is... 1,000 yuan."

This is really not a good price, so the auctioneer used a moderate price.

The audience was silent, and no one from Xi'an spoke.

The auctioneer asked loudly, "Anyone bid?"

Everyone remained silent.

Fan Yueqi couldn't help but find it funny, Shi Jin is indeed very popular and powerful. She has been flourishing in the entertainment industry in the past two years, but does she really take everything in the entertainment industry as the rule for everything in any industry?

Popular in small circles, but in the larger world outside, it's just a joke.

She really wanted to know how passers-by would discuss and evaluate her when this matter became popular tomorrow!

No one in the audience made any bids for a while, mainly because this hair doesn't seem to be of any use.

And some men do have a good impression of Shi Jin. If they can successfully buy her hair through the auction, they will be willing to pay for it.

But obviously, a flower like Shi Jin seems to be difficult to approach, and it is even more impossible to deal with them. Isn't it a bit ridiculous that they bid for a hair?

"Has anyone made a bid?" the auctioneer asked again, "This is Shi Jin's hair. The bidder may get a piece of Shi Jin's hair, anyone?"

He tried his best to mobilize his emotions and do his own thing, but it sounded like he was chanting bad-selling products, and it felt ridiculously noisy.

Just when everyone thought it was impossible for anyone to bid on this hair, someone finally started to move.

"One hundred thousand." Yao Jiahong, who followed, raised his hand and gave a price.

So it was almost clear to everyone that this was the second time that Shi Jin had to donate money. Apart from passers-by, only her own company paid for it.

Funny is funny, this kind of charity is indeed worthy of admiration.

"One million." A man sitting in the corner shouted loudly. Sitting next to him was a young girl wearing a mask. of.

Everyone was shocked, but they had not recovered from the shock. When they heard another voice, their pupils kept dilating.

"Ten million." Someone shouted in the corner.

"This..." There was a sudden sensation in the audience.

This time the price increase is too high.

Forget the brooch just now. After all, it is not for sale, and it bears the brand of J's family. Everyone is willing to bid because it is worth the price.

But now this hair... what can I do with it?

According to scientific data, a normal person will lose 50 to 100 hairs every day. That is to say, although this hair belongs to Shi Jin, it is not unique or rare, and has no collection value at all.

Zeng Guangzhi glanced around involuntarily.

Fan Yueqi couldn't help but look in the direction of these people. Are these people crazy, doing such a thing for Shi Jin's hair?

Even if they want to do charity, can't they find some other reason? Or photograph something else.

Why did Shi Jin get this price for a single hair!

"Twenty million!" The man sitting next to the girl wearing a mask said again.

Someone on the scene gasped.

Obviously, this price really shocked the audience.

"Fifty million!" said the person in the corner who had just shouted 20 million.

A sensation!

Don't say it's a hair, even if it's diamond hair, it's not worth so much!

"One hundred million!"

An unfamiliar voice said a number lightly.

The auctioneer held a small hammer and couldn't believe his ears for a while: "Did the friend in the corner with the No. 78 brand offer a price of 100 million? I confirm the same again, is it 100 million? Please give me an accurate answer, thank you this friend!"

"Yes." The voice was soft, but firm.

With this sound, the audience fell into extreme silence.

Everyone was shocked and speechless.