No, she came to Fu Yichen. Zhou Qingyang was waiting for her help, she couldn't do that!

Su Mi gritted her teeth and suddenly raised her head. Suddenly, a face with charm and pure was completely exposed to the light. After a gasp, the bidding cards were raising up frantically.

"One hundred thousand!"

"Two hundred thousand!"

"Five hundred thousand!"

"Fifty hundred eighty thousand!"

......

Su Mi couldn't hear the bidding, and she anxiously wanted to find Fu Yichen. Fu Yichen was the richest man in the empire, the president of the imperial multinational consortium, and a frequent visitor to major headlines. She had long remembered the evil and grim face.

However, before her eyes searched the target, she felt a strong low pressure sweeping over her, and instinctively looked toward it.

When their eyes met, she fell into a pair of thick black cold and secluded eyes which had volcanic hotness, with the domineering of the king coming to her face. There was a vortex swirling in his eyes to crush her.

Su Mi bowed her head in horror. Such a terrible man.

Seeing that the girl avoided his gaze like a frightened elk in the woods, Fu Yichen curled his lips with evil smiles on his face.

Mr. Wang apparently noticed Fu Yichen's absentminded situation, so he stopped talking and glanced at the stage, with his eyes lit up. He smiled and said, "Stunner! So? Mr. Fu is interested in her?"

Fu Yichen didn't answer, but raised his hand. Song Zhe rushed over and waited for the order.

"This girl, I want!"

Fu Yichen's low voice sounded. He had stood up from the high-back leather sofa, and took steady steps to walk out.

At the auction, many people were bidding. When they saw Fu Yichen getting up, they stopped one by one and stood up to greet him away.

Song Zhe quickly held up the bidding card in his hand, and there was no need to shout, no one dared to bid.

Whoever dare to bid with Fu Yichen was waiting for bankruptcy.

The host on the stage was excited and shouted, "Oh! God! Miss No. 8 is Mr. Fu's! What a lucky girl!"

Su Mi didn't know how she was brought down, and she went downstairs, asking the staff again unbelievably, "I was bid by Mr. Fu Yichen? No mistake, right? Fu Yichen from the emperor multinational consortium? "

The staff who saw Su Mi's excitement understood that. Anyone who was selected by Fu Yichen would be happy.

"Apart from Mr. Fu of the Emperor Consortium, is there a second person who dares to call this name? Congratulations. Please follow me. I will take you to change clothes. Don't let Mr. Fu wait for too long."

"What the hell!"

"She is not in shape! She doesn't look good, either!"

"Woohoo, why not me, it's Fu Yichen! I'd like to throw myself at him!"

"What are you thinking? It 's not your turn. I heard that the granddaughter of a head of state wants Fu Yichen to sleep with her. She has no chance."

......

Su Mi followed the staff and walked forward. The girls on the backstage were discussing.

Su Mi was walking with unbelievable expressions. She was so successful. Even so smooth.

How could she ask Fu Yichen to promise her in a while? She didn't know if he would agree when she was on her knees and kowtowed.

Ten minutes later, Su Mi put on a white lace-up short skirt and was taken to the 28th floor in ten-centimeter heels with straps.