Chapter 750 It doesn't seem to be of use

This kind of words are killing people and heartbroken. When it is spread, it makes people feel that Shi Jin is willing to spend money for publicity and refuses to do so for charity. Fan Yueqi's scheming is indeed very deep.

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

I really can't say that I have any sincerity when I come here alone, right?

"Forget it, Shi Jin, we don't blame you if you are not prepared. I think it's better to let it go." Fan Yueqi continued to stir up the flames.

Everyone couldn't help but be disappointed with Shi Jin.

A smile appeared on the end of Shi Jin's eyes.

She really didn't bring anything and was prepared.

But... she dared to come over, but she never thought she would be beaten by Fan Yueqi.

As for Fan Yueqi's little thoughts, she really didn't care about them.

She raised her arm lightly, reached out on her shoulder, picked up one of her naturally falling hair, and said, "I am really anxious and have no preparations. But since I am here, I am promoting and contributing to charity, I can't come in vain, right? Everyone, I'll take this for auction."

She raised the hair in her hand and looked at everyone and said.

A hair was completely invisible under the light, and it was ordinary. Her fair fingers seemed to be twisting a smear of air. Only those who were very close could see that she was indeed holding something.

"This?" Everyone was a little surprised.

"Do you really want to auction this?"

"This is too ridiculous. Other things have some collection value when you hold them, and they can still be used for use if they are not good. Who would want Shi Jin's hair?"

Just take a piece of hair and want to auction it. Is anyone really buying it?

On this occasion, Zeng Guangzhi specially arranged for Fan Yueqi and Lu Feng to come. In fact, it was because among these celebrities, there were fans of the two of them that the auction looked pretty.

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

Even though Shi Jin looks like a fairy descending to earth, for those who are truly chasing stars, it is not their own food, it is not their own food.

Shi Jin was too confident about himself, right?

The etiquette lady came forward to take Shi Jin's hair, took it to the stage, and placed it in a brocade box.

He looked very serious, but everyone's faces were filled with laughter.

"Now we are going to auction a piece of Shi Jin's hair, donated by Shi Jin..." The auctioneer's face was a little hard to describe, but he had seen the storm and waves. He quickly suppressed his emotions and said in a business manner, "The current price and the auction are...one thousand yuan."

This is indeed difficult to price, so the auctioneer used a regular price.

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

The auctioneer asked loudly, “Is anyone bid?”

Everyone is still silent.

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

It is sought after in a small circle, but in a larger world outside, it is just a joke.

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

No one in the audience made a bid for the time being, mainly... this hair seems useless.

Some men do have some good feelings for Shi Jin. If they can successfully buy her hair through the auction, they will be happy to pay.

But it is obvious that it seems difficult to get close to the high mountain flowers like Shi Jin, and it is even more impossible to settle for them. Isn’t it ridiculous to bid for a hair?

"Is anyone bidding?" the auctioneer asked again, "This is Shi Jin's hair. The person who bids may get a piece of Shi Jin's hair. Is there anyone?"

He tried his best to motivate his emotions and do his own duties, but it sounded like he was shouting for unsold goods, and felt a ridiculous noise.

Just when everyone thought that someone would not be able to bid for it with hair, someone finally started to make a move.

"100,000." Yao Jiahong raised his hand and gave a price.

So everyone almost understood that this was Shi Jin's second thought that he had to donate money. Apart from passers-by, only her own company would pay for it.

It’s funny, and this kind of charity is indeed worthy of admiration.

"One million." A man sitting in the corner shouted loudly. He was sitting next to him. He was wearing a mask and couldn't tell his appearance, but he was extraordinary. He didn't look like he often stayed in the imperial capital.

Everyone was shocked, and before they could come back from the shock, their pupils continued to magnify when they heard another sound.

"Ten million." Someone shouted in the corner.

"This..." The audience suddenly caused a sensation.

The amount of the price increase is too high.

The brooch just now is fine, after all, it is not a product, and it is a brand of J. Everyone is willing to bid because it is worth the price.

But now what can this hair be used for?

According to scientific data, a normal person will fall from fifty to one hundred hairs every day. That is to say, although this hair belongs to Shi Jin, it has no uniqueness or rarity and has no collection value at all.

Zeng Guangzhi couldn't help but look around.

Fan Yueqi couldn't help looking 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 any other reason? Or take pictures of something else.

Why is Shi Jin able to get this price with a hair?

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

Someone gasped at the scene.

Obviously, this price really shocked the audience.

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

The whole audience was sensational!

Not to mention a hair, even diamond hair is not worth so much!

"One hundred million!"

A strange voice said a number lightly.

The auctioneer held up the little hammer and couldn't believe his ears for a moment: "Did the friend holding the No. 78 sign in the corner give a price of 100 million? I'll confirm it again, is it 100 million? Please give me an accurate answer, thank you friend!"

"Yes." The voice was very light, but also very firm.

With this sound, the audience fell into extreme silence.

Everyone was shocked to collective aphasia.
Chapter completed!