Outright Favoritism Chapter 236: : Li Qiao lost

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The Supreme has taken a shot.

Li Qiao's expression was cold for an instant, and her fingers tapping the desktop suddenly stopped.

For the first time in three years, she met Venus' Supreme.

Uncle Zong looked at the auctioneer nervously, and at the same time waited anxiously for Li Qiao's instructions.

To tell the truth, if the Supreme shot, Miss's chance of winning is almost zero.

Unless the other party quits, otherwise...

At this time, Uncle Zong lowered his voice and suggested to the headset: "Miss, give it up. Once the Supreme Card is released, even if you fill up your capital pool, you won't be able to win at all."

The fund pool of top members has a capped amount of 30 billion.

But in front of the supreme, the money is at most a multiple of two or three rounds.

Li Qiao did not respond to Uncle Zong, but was thinking about how many times her spare money could interact with Supreme.

With this situation and this situation, the attraction of this "Autobiography of the Stock God" to the audience has already been pushed to the pinnacle.

The supreme who has not shot for a long time has come out to bid, which is enough to prove its value.

But when the Supreme came out, no one dared to fight.

Even other top members have long been quiet as chickens.

The short-bearded heavens and humans are fighting, Li Qiao squinted, her fingers gradually curled up, and coldly quoted the price to Uncle Zong, "Three billion."

Uncle Zong was stunned, a frustration crossed between his eyebrows, but he raised the number plate without hesitation, "Three billion..."

He was a little surprised, but he didn't expect the lady to have such a big obsession with the autobiography of this stream.

At this time, everyone's eyes were on Uncle Zong's body.

In an uproar.

500 million to 3 billion, with a six-fold increase in price, showing that he is on the right.

Even Shang Fu, who is always on the sidelines, can't help laughing.

She is sure that the supreme one is Shang Shaoyan. In such a situation, top members who don't know the depth want to grab something from him.

This person's mind doesn't seem to be very bright.

At this moment, the bidders in the venue moved their eyes to look at Director Venus again.

The top member will increase the price six times. According to the rules, the supreme member must also follow the price six times.

Should not be enough.

A broken autobiography, 18 billion? The supreme can really give up?

Then Director Venus heard the instructions in the headset and looked at Uncle Zong sympathetically for an instant, cleared his throat, and said: "Supreme follow the price, 30 billion."

Fuck!

Ten times the price increase.

Supreme, what a **** name!

At this moment, at the Venus auction site, money is completely reduced to numbers.

Countless people are curious about the supreme identity, and they can’t help but worship.

30 billion is thrown out, and the top member will also increase the price ten times.

Three hundred billion? Doomed to lose.

At this time, Uncle Zong was already sweating profusely. He covered his headset and said with relief: "Miss, give it up, it's over. This price exceeds the total amount of your fund pool."

Venus’s membership system has strict regulations, and the classification of members is also based on this.

Because this is not only a capital pool, but also a non-responsible consumption limit given by Venus.

If you don't have flexible cash flow, then the amount of the fund pool can be used at will, as long as the funds are made up within three days.

Top members, with a capital pool of up to 30 billion, also means that Li Qiao’s capped turnover in a single auction is the same.

As for the supreme member, the fund pool is unlimited, which is the reliance of supreme authority.

At the moment, Li Qiao pursed her lips and said nothing, but she knew she had lost tonight.

Not lost to the Supreme.

It was lost to the membership authority.

It's true that this autobiography is not that important to her, but it was a rare collision with Supreme, but was forced to stop because of the hierarchy.

The other party also obviously deliberately raised the price to her cap.

This feeling is as uncomfortable as a throat.

Li Qiao's eyes were shady, her eyes were stained with irritability, and she was very uncomfortable. She held the tea cup tightly with her fingers, her joints were white.

The scene was quiet for a few seconds. Uncle Zong did not hear Li Qiao's response, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

In the end, the "Autobiography of the Stock God", which was sold for three times, was sold for 30 billion at the Venus auction.

At the same time, it has also become a word of mouth anecdote in the auction world.

Venus's ability to turn waste into treasure is indeed rare in the world.

……

After the auction was over, Li Qiao sat in the lounge full of fire, staring blankly at the big screen in front, her irritable emotions running rampant in her body.

Not long after, Uncle Zong walked in through the door holding a small hand box.

There is a shocking sense of suffocation in the lounge.

Uncle Zong carefully put the hand box on the table, and persuaded: "Miss, don't be too angry, this matter... is normal.

We haven't met the Supreme before, but even if we ran into it tonight, it would be a glorious defeat.

I have been in Venus for so long, and I have never seen a top member dig a hole for the Supreme.

If you think about it, if you buy a broken autobiography for 30 billion, it is estimated that the supreme is also annoyed. "

These words, Uncle Zong is entirely to appease Li Qiao.

Actually, everyone knows that for the supreme, even if you buy a bottle of Coke for 30 billion, people will not have any emotions.

Because that is the confidence and calmness that money brings.

At this time, Li Qiao took a deep breath, and when she closed her eyes, she said in a very low tone: "I didn't dig a hole for him."

She really intends to compete with the Supreme.

Hearing the sound, Uncle Zong was startled, but he was speechless.

Half a minute later, Li Qiao adjusted his emotions, her eyes fell on the hand box, and calmly said: "Uncle Zong, have you seen the supreme tonight?"

Uncle Zong shook his head blankly, "No, the status of Supreme is a high-level secret in Venus. My rank is not enough. I can't even enter the VIP floor, let alone see him."

Li Qiao lowered her eyes, covering the irritability under her eyes.

She picked up the hand box on the table, put on the mask again, and sighed and left the lounge.

Uncle Zong escorted her to the VIP parking lot, staring at the red sports car that was driving away, and shook his head.

This is the first time that the young lady has lost at the Venus auction. You can imagine how she feels.

……

After a while, Li Qiao drove out of the underground passage, and as soon as she drove to the turn where the garage and the side road were connected, she was blocked by a figure on the side of the road ahead.

In normal times, she will probably slow down and give way.

But at this moment, Li Qiao, feeling extremely depressed, honked the horn with a cold face, and the roar of the engine also made a huge noise.

At this time, the dangling figure on the side of the road heard the sound of the horn, and instead of dodge, it continued to walk across the road leisurely.

The body is getting closer and closer, and a second before the collision between people and vehicles, the harsh emergency brakes cut through the tranquility of the night.

The front of Maserati is less than half a meter away from the man’s leg socket on the street.

The other party had a cigarette **** in his hand and looked back contemptuously at the car. The next second, he sneered sideways, raised his leg, and stepped on the Maserati logo.

The moment he turned his cheek, Li Qiao also saw the familiar face.

Qiuhuan!

At this time, Qiu Huan stepped on the hood with one leg, elbow pressed down on his knee, smiled wickedly, and held his chin up against the Maserati cab, "speeding to reincarnation?"

He couldn't see the person in the cab, but could vaguely distinguish what seemed to be a woman.

Wearing a mask and sticking the head of the meatball, you will be shameless most of the night?

The window slowly lowered, Qiu Huan squinted his eyes, and ran the hood with his heel again, "Friend, do you know what the consequences would be if you hit me?"