Chapter 12
Many words flashed in Li Yi's mind instantly, "The ice is clear, the jade is clean, the water, the hibiscus is graceful, graceful, graceful, graceful and graceful", but it seems that no single word is enough to describe the beauty of the girl in front of him. The legendary Nine Heavens Fairy is nothing more than that.

However, at this moment, facing the surging crowd, Zhou Fangfei's starry eyes flickered, and her pair of pure and distressing big eyes were full of helplessness. I really felt sorry for her.

The man who came with Zhou Fangfei hurriedly spread his hands when he saw this, and stood in front of the crowd: "Everyone stop, stay away from here." And he casually pushed the man in front of him.

The man kicked backwards, stepped on the feet of the descendants, and turned his back on his back for a while.

"Wow, it's Qin Ziyi, the number one star in the country, Qin Ziyi," a sharp-eyed girl exclaimed in surprise.

"It's Qin Ziyi, Qin Ziyi..." "Wow..." People rushed over even more violently.

Finally, someone overcame many obstacles and rushed in front of Zhou Fangfei.

Panicked, Zhou Damei stepped back and pressed one hand on the high table, and then a tragedy was unfolding.
There was a soft "bah" sound. Looking at the "Erba Beauty" worth 500 million, it had been broken at the waist in an instant.

"It's over..." Everyone who saw this scene gasped and stood there dumbfounded, "The 500 million flower was broken by Zhou Fangfei."

Li Yi was also shocked. This time he was in big trouble.

Sure enough, the Korean stall owner, like a mourning concubine, grabbed Zhou Fangfei, pointed at the broken "beauty" and said a long paragraph, his expression was extremely excited.

Zhou Fangfei also froze in place for a moment.

However, the people at the back of the crowd couldn't see what was going on and kept pushing forward.

Careful Li Yi suddenly discovered that Qin Ziyi, who was standing at the front of the crowd with outstretched arms, moved back quietly with the surge of the crowd, as if being surrounded by everyone.

Li Yi curled his lips involuntarily. It turns out that "the number one star in China" is a hypocrite.

Zhou Fangfei had already been pulled by the flower owner's sleeve, and when she looked at the "beauty" plant that she liked very much, she felt a look of regret on her face.Then I saw the flower owner's eyes turned red, and she felt very embarrassed.After briefly appeasing the flower owner, he finally took out a check from his bag and handed it to the flower owner as compensation.

"Wow, big stars are rich."

"Yeah, 500 million, without even blinking an eye. Is it intentional to promote "Urban Myth"?"

There was discussion among the crowd.
Qin Ziyi, who was behind the crowd, listened to people's comments and suddenly shouted loudly: "Fangfei, what's wrong? What happened?" With a push of both hands, he squeezed in front of Zhou Fangfei again without any effort.

"I broke the flower, and I have already lost money," Zhou Fangfei said with regret on her face, and put on her sunglasses again, without saying anything, her meaning faded away, and she didn't want to go shopping anymore.

Seeing this, Qin Ziyi immediately stretched out his arms again: "Get out of the way..." After speaking with force, several people fell down in response, flashing an open space, Zhou Fangfei froze for a moment, and finally left with big strides.

Looking at this scene, Li Yi shrugged again, feeling sorry for Zhou Fangfei from the bottom of his heart.This trip to the flower market, I didn't buy the flowers I liked, but I lost 500 million in vain.The most exasperating thing is that the "flower guardian" next to her turned out to be a hypocrite, but Zhou Fangfei didn't know it, what a pity.

Seeing that Zhou Fangfei had left, people finally picked up the fallen people and dispersed.

Li Yi saw the Korean flower owner, who had received the money, but still looked sad. Then he looked at the broken "Twenty-Eight Beauty", only eight flowers were left, and Li Yi couldn't help but shake his head.

Everyone who grows flowers knows that it doesn’t matter how much it costs, the main thing is that they have been carefully cared for for so long and have feelings for them. If they are sold and they continue to be well maintained, then forget it, but they were crushed by someone. , the feeling is worse than killing yourself.

Li Yi leaned over and gestured to the flower owner, "Show me the flower."

The flower owner saw Li Yi's actions, shrugged his shoulders, and spread his hands. The meaning was obvious: "Folded like this, it's worthless."

Handing the flower pot to Li Yi, the flower owner didn't even want to take a second look. He even packed up his things and left, and he was not interested in participating in the connected flower show.

Li Yi held the broken "Beauty" and shook his head. The quality of the orchid was the most important. When it was intact, it could be sold for 500 million. But after it was broken like this, no one wanted 500 yuan.

It didn't take long for Li Yi to feel emotional when someone came forward and asked about Li Yi's "Su Guan He Ding".Li Yi hurriedly put the "beautiful woman" behind him.

It was a RB person who came forward to inquire. That RB person might understand a few words of Chinese, but he still had a translator with him.

"It costs 200 million?" the translator asked arrogantly.

Li Yi nodded.

The RB person muttered something, and the translator cheered respectfully, and then said to Li Yi in a rough voice: "Less, and we, Mr. Qiao Ben, will buy it."

Before Li Yi could speak, a sexy male voice came in: "I want this flower."

That voice can make grown men feel goosebumps, and it must be one person, Liu Huaiwen.

Li Yi was surprised: "He actually came too."

Liu Huaiwen had already come to the crowd with a smile on his face: "Two million, I want this 'Su Guan He Ding'."

The translator hurriedly translated the meaning of Cheng Yaojin, who came out halfway, to Qiao Ben.

"Baga. Jiligulu..."

The translator kept saying "Hi" for a long time, and the villain puffed up his little chest like a triumphant man: "You dare to compete with Mr. Qiao Ben? Mr. Qiao Ben is optimistic about it, and no one else can take it away. Mr. Qiao Ben said, add 20 more, 220 million.”

Liu Huaiwen narrowed his eyes slightly, exuding a dangerous aura: "250 million."

"260 million, that poor brat, dare to fight with Mr. Qiaoben?" The translator opened his mouth, but forgot that he was also Chinese, and he was really slavish.

Liu Huaiwen smiled lightly: "Congratulations, you got it."

That RB was so angry that he yelled and wanted to peel Liu Huaiwen's skin, and he had already identified him as Li Yi's trustee.

However, no one expected that the flower owner Li Yi stretched out his hand and said: "I'm sorry, I sold this 'Su Guan He Ding' to this gentleman for 250 million." His voice was hoarse and he was pretending.

Everyone is very surprised.

"Why?" The translator stared: "Our Mr. Qiaoben pays more than him."

"Just because he is Chinese, Guolan only sells Chinese people," Li Yi said lightly, and turned his ugly face to Liu Huaiwen, smiling slightly: "Also, I also prefer the number 250."

Liu Huaiwen was startled, glanced at Li Yi, then turned his eyes away in disgust, never wanting to take a second look at that ugly face.

Li Yi finished the handover of money and goods with Liu Huaiwen with a smile, packed up his things in a hurry, and took the broken beauty with him by mistake, and went into the bathroom.

After a while, a handsome young man came out and left quietly through another passage.

Li Yi squeezed the check in his pocket, went straight to the bank, took out a remittance slip, thought about it, filled in 10 yuan, and remitted it to his sister in his hometown.

It's not that Li Yi is reluctant to part with the money, but that in such a small mountain village, if he remits 200 million at once, what he brings to his sister and brother-in-law is not joy, but boundless anxiety and disaster.

After saving all the rest of the money, Li Yi breathed a sigh of relief. From now on, he can upgrade the system with peace of mind. One day, his sister's illness will always be cured.

"Huh? That's right! Boss Hu left a key to the safe, which seems to belong to this bank." Li Yi took out the key, and accompanied by bank staff, he opened the safe. A red The little flannel box lay quietly in it.

Li Yi took the small box and hurried home.

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