"Ha, it's not as simple as you said." Dean pushed his glasses and smiled, "There's no way. Who told me that you really interested me so much. I couldn't help but find someone to check it out."

Looking at Dean's slightly obscene look, Ye Fan couldn't help but make a cold war, then hugged his shoulders with both hands, "What do you want to do? You don't like men, are you?"

"You guess..." Dean's look of "you discovered" has already explained all the problems, which made Ye Fan unable to help but move his butt so that he can stay away from him.

"I don't want to guess. I think I already know the answer. I will leave first if there is nothing to do. Let's not contact us in the future!" Ye Fan shouted

"Okay, OK, stop being swearing." Dean pushed his glasses with his middle finger, and smiled treacherously: "If you don't say secret words, that ring doesn't mean much to you, but I have to get it back no matter what, so you can give it a condition."

Ye Fan took out an exquisite small box from his pocket and opened it. It was blood-red inside. It was just after Ye Fan swiped the card, the organizer handed it to him directly.

This ring looks more beautiful at close range, with exquisite cutting and pure red. When placed under the light, it seems like there is liquid flowing inside. Any woman will probably not be able to control her when she sees this ring.

"It's OK to give it to you, but I have to hear why you want to recycle him first, and even buy it at a high price. If your reason is satisfied with me, I will give you this thing." Ye Fan said to Dean with the ring.

When Dean saw this posture, he knew that Ye Fan would not give up the ring easily. He sighed and sat down and said, "This ring has a name, it is called Carmen Tisheil, the same name as its maker. My mother is also called Carmen Tisheil..."

Dean said, his eyes dimmed a few times, "She died unexpectedly after she made this ring. This ring was the last piece she made. For you, it was just a beautifully crafted jewelry, and to me, it means a lot."

"Puff..." Ye Fan suddenly laughed.

Dean frowned and asked with some anger, "What do you mean?"

"Sorry, sorry..." Ye Fan said with a forced smile: "I'm just very surprised that you have such a tender side. What's this called? Yes, there is a tiger in your heart, and you sniff the roses."

Dean said angrily: "Okay, I've said that. If you don't give the ring back, just give me a correct word. Don't force me to use extraordinary means!"

Ye Fan rolled up his sleeves, looking like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, "What, do you want to fight with me? Let me tell you that even if you are like you, no one can get close to me!"

"I don't want to do anything..." Dean lowered his head and patted the dust on his cuffs, and said with a light look: "Then I have to pursue you crazy. After all, as long as you get it, yours will be mine. Don't worry, I have great experience in how to make a straight man."

"Enough, take it away!" Ye Fan threw the ring in his hand to Dean and walked towards the venue with disgust. "I've agreed that I'll give you this ring. When you look back, you have to make me a bigger and better one again!"

Holding the ring, Dean couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and smiled: "No problem..."

...

When Ye Fan returned to the venue, the halftime break had just ended, and he deliberately came back separately from Dean, obviously not wanting others to know that he and Dean knew each other.

"Xiao Ye, where have you been?" Qi Shaoming couldn't help asking.

Ye Fan pulled open the chair and sat down, "It's okay, just slipped around."

I don’t know if it was a coincidence, but everyone seemed to have made an appointment in the second half of the auction. Several people went to auction in a row with calligraphy and paintings. The auction was almost turned into a calligraphy party.

As of now, the highest price of the whole audience is naturally Yuan Li's pigeon. If nothing unexpected happens, she will be the last one to win today.

In order to encourage competition and comparison among charity parties like this, they will naturally come up with some gimmicks. The person who donates the most every year will receive the organizer's prize. This prize is different every year, but it is just a precious item that cannot be bought with money.

"Mr. Qi, you didn't plan to go up and join in the fun?" Ye Fan asked Qi Shaoming.

Qi Shaoming shook his head, "Our Qi family has always been buying and buying, and never taking out food. Besides, none of these things I like."

Ye Fan stuck out his tongue. Indeed, these calligraphy and paintings on stage were not written by some famous artists, and Ye Fan could fully exaggerate them by writing them by himself.

"Enough!" Kojima Shota slapped the table and said to Shu Yang on the stage: "You call it calligraphy?"

At this time, Shu Yang on the stage auctioned a calligraphy he wrote himself.

To be fair, Shu Yang's calligraphy looks good, but that is to the outsider's eyes. If you meet an insider, Shu Yang's calligraphy will be useless.

And Masata Kojima is completely an expert among experts, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the number one in the calligraphy world of the island country.

Shu Yang on the stage was scolded by Kojima Masato, and he was a little embarrassed to come to Taiwan. He didn't know what to say for a moment, so he could only stand on the stage in embarrassment.

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes. This island is so annoying. It’s not over yet. Is it a Teddy? Is it a Teddy? It’s against the sky and the earth?

It is true that Shu Yang's calligraphy is of no use, and Chi Yufei's calligraphy is not very good, but after all, they are both celebrities and not professional calligraphers. Everyone just writes to play and have fun, and adds some lottery to the charity party. You, a Teddy, jump out to confront this and that, what does it mean?

Although Ye Fan and Shu Yang are not in the way, no matter what, Shu Yang is also a star in China. If something happens, he still has to be consistent with the gun. Besides, he just called Sister Fei.

Thinking of this, Ye Fan was already touching his chin and thinking, after the party was over, should he put this person in a sack and beat him up?

But Kojima Masata didn't know what happened, but felt a chill that rushed straight from the soles of his feet and a feeling of being targeted by a hunter came to his mind.

"Mr. Kojima..." The auction was interrupted again. Tong Yu's face was not good either. He looked coldly at Kojima Masata and said, "What are you planning to do?"

Suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, Kojima Masaru walked on stage and said loudly: "I always thought that as a great calligraphy country, your cultural heritage must be extraordinary, but today I realized that your Chinese calligraphy is simply a manifestation!"

After these words, everyone in the audience changed their faces, and Ye Fan even gritted his teeth.

This guy is here to find fault!
Chapter completed!