Rebirth of the Superpower Queen

Chapter 130: Doing Good Deeds

"Congratulations to those friends who took photos earlier, thank you for your support! Now, with our warmest applause, please welcome tonight's finale baby, the Desert Eagle!" The host said loudly in a passionate tone.

As soon as the words fell, the whole audience was boiling, and the lights were all on the center of the stage amid thunderous applause. On the right side of the host, the Desert Eagle was lying quietly on the display cabinet. Even through the glass, even at a distance, Meng Zhiling felt that it was far more shocking than what she saw on TV.

Among those cheering at the scene, some really wanted it, some were determined to win, and some were just there to take a look.

Anyway, at this moment, it seems that people all over the world are crazy about it.

Perhaps, the Desert Eagle embodies not only its economic value, but also its collection value and the meaning it contains, which makes it more desirable and sought after.

Legend has it that the Desert Eagle was a wedding ring handmade by Prince Gushika for his fiancée.

However, because his fiancée was not recognized by the royal family and was said to be an alien, she was brutally killed by the royal family on the wedding day. As expected, after her death, the fiancée turned into an eagle, holding the ring, flew across the desert and the ocean, and finally became exhausted, and the ring disappeared.

The prince was also heartbroken. He resigned from the throne and wandered around just to find his wife, but in the end no one knew the ending of the story.

It was not until the end of the last century that it was accidentally discovered in the Czech desert, so it was named "Desert Eagle"!

This fairy tale sounds unreliable, but it is actually quite sad and beautiful. It is precisely because of this sad and beautiful love story that it adds a bit of mystery.

"Do you like it?" Qiao Surong looked at her shining eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he leaned close to Meng Zhiling's ear and asked in a low voice.

Meng Zhiling nodded, as if possessed, and refused to look away.

"Eleven million once, twelve million twice..." During the interaction between Meng Zhiling and Qiao Surong, she didn't know how many times the price had been called out. Seeing the host swinging the hammer, Meng Zhiling was shocked.

He quickly raised his hand, "Fifteen million!"

It is four million more than before, which is actually not too expensive compared to the value of the Desert Eagle.

There is a very strange phenomenon now. The bidding atmosphere is far less enthusiastic than before. Many people are waiting and watching, or in other words, many people know that they do not have the ability.

After all, the entire venue is priced in US dollars.

"Twenty million!" After Meng Zhiling finished bidding, someone else directly added five million. This time, the two of them heated up the atmosphere and the whole place was boiling again.

"thirty million……"

"Thirty-five million..."

Unconsciously, the bidding had reached 50 million US dollars, which was the highest bid for any auction item in recent years. Those who were just there to watch had intended to leave a long time ago, but this time, no one in the audience was willing to leave the club.

"Everyone, please be quiet. A gentleman has offered 500 million yuan. Is there anyone who can offer a higher price than 500 million?" The host said after trying to calm the excitement at the scene.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he finished speaking, the screams at the scene became even more difficult to control, and they increased several times, and some people couldn't even count them.

"Do you want to add more? Mengmeng, we have plenty of money anyway!" Qiao Surong asked in a low voice in her ear again. If she was determined to get it, he would definitely find a way to get it.

Meng Zhiling thought about it for a moment, then shook her head slightly. "Forget it. Let's give it to those who are truly passionate about it."

Meng Zhiling pursed her lips. Although she was unwilling, she thought about it and felt that spending hundreds of millions to buy a ring did not seem to have much meaning. Collecting was just a hobby. She would find the one that suits her next time.

Although she really felt that the Desert Eagle was suitable for her.

"Well, you are still rational and know when to stop!" Qiao Surong looked at Meng Zhiling with praise, and the pain was forgotten after the wound healed.

"Get lost, I just can't bear to spend the money!" Meng Zhiling pouted and walked out of the club.

"I'm going to the bathroom, wait for me."

"Zhiling?" Meng Zhiling stood at the door bored, feeling the gazes of people passing by, secretly cursing Qiao Surong for being so slow.

Just as I was waiting anxiously, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind me.

Turning around, sure enough, Yuan Yongkai was looking at him in surprise.

"Yongkai! I didn't expect to meet you here!" Meng Zhiling hurriedly trotted forward.

"Yes, I didn't expect to meet you here!" Yuan Yongkai smiled slightly and extended his hand like a gentleman.

"I came to see the Desert Eagle, but unfortunately I didn't get it." Meng Zhiling concealed the fact that she came for Qiao Surong and that Qiao Surong was injured, and only said that she came for the ring.

"Haha, yes, I also came here for that treasure, but I didn't get it!" Yuan Yongkai also shook his head regretfully.

I originally came here with a mission from the old man, but I didn't expect that the old man had limited funds, so it was a wasted trip.

"Haha, it seems that we are really destined to meet!" Meng Zhiling laughed, but silently cursed the guy who offered 500 million in her heart. He really had so much money to burn.

"Yeah, how about we go for a drink together?" Yuan Yongkai smiled brightly, as if he hadn't smiled like this for a long time.

Just as Meng Zhiling was struggling over whether to agree or not, Qiao Surong had already arrived. Seeing the two of them chatting and laughing, his face darkened and he pulled Meng Zhiling to his side.

"What a coincidence, I can meet you here!" He glared at Yuan Yongkai, fearing that someone else would covet Meng Zhiling.

"What a coincidence! Zhiling just agreed to go for a drink with me. Do you want to go?" Yuan Yongkai looked at Qiao Surong's nervous expression, then said more provocatively with a smile on his face.

"Really? Why didn't I hear her agree?" Qiao Surong raised his eyebrows, his hostile eyes ready to burst out.

Meng Zhiling was speechless. It was always like this and she was too lazy to pay attention to them.

"Okay, Yongkai, we do have something to do. Let's meet again when we get back. Bye!"

Meng Zhiling dragged Qiao Surong away to reduce the time they spent together.

"Qiao Surong, how insecure are you? Every time you see me talking to other men, you get jealous. Is that necessary?"

On the way back to the hotel, Meng Zhiling finally couldn't help but complain.

"I'm not jealous." Qiao Surong shook his head in denial.

"Still quibbling. Do you not believe me or do you not believe your charm?" Meng Zhiling rolled her eyes and asked a classic question.

"Well, I don't trust those men!" Qiao Surong thought for a moment and answered fluently.

"Hiss..." Just when Meng Zhiling was about to say something, the car braked suddenly. Qiao Surong immediately hugged Meng Zhiling to prevent her from hitting the front seat, and the sharp sound of the tires rubbing against the ground cut through the sky!

"what happened?"

Meng Zhiling raised her head and asked the driver.

The driver was so frightened that it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

"I'm sorry, Miss, Sir, I scared you. An old man suddenly fell down in front of us, so we didn't have time to change lanes..."

The driver spoke in panic, his hands tightly gripping the steering wheel, not even having the courage to get out of the car to see what was going on.

At this time, Meng Zhiling had already opened the car door and got out.

I saw an old man in his fifties or sixties lying on the ground, his body curled up, twitching from time to time, foaming at the mouth, looking very scary.

"Sir, sir..." The driver and Qiao Surong also followed. There were already some people gathered on the roadside. The driver had recovered from his shock and immediately stepped forward to express his concern.

Regardless of whether it was his responsibility or not, the old man fell in front of his car, so he had responsibilities and obligations.

Seeing that the old man had no reaction at all, the driver wanted to help him up immediately.

"Don't move!" Meng Zhiling screamed, scaring the driver so much that he stopped moving again and could only stand there in a daze.

Seeing that the old man stopped twitching, Meng Zhiling gently helped him up, took out a pill from her pocket and put it in the old man's mouth. After he swallowed it, she squatted down and let the old man lie on her legs.

Meng Zhiling was glad that she was wearing trousers today.

"Su Rong, come here and help pat his back, gently!" Meng Zhiling ordered, and Qiao Surong also stepped forward to cooperate actively.

After all, it's rare for both of them to do good things, so if they do manage to do so, they must actively cooperate.

"Cough cough cough..." The old man coughed a few times, slowly opened his eyes, and his rapid breathing gradually calmed down.

"Are you feeling better?" Meng Zhiling asked gently.

The old man nodded gently and slowly stood up, shaking.

"Thank you, beautiful lady!" The old man bowed weakly towards Meng Zhiling, looking very polite and cultured.

"You're welcome, sir. You have a little high blood pressure. Do you want to go to the hospital for another checkup?" Meng Zhiling supported the staggering old man again.

"I'm on my way to the hospital soon. I just want to see a doctor, but I also have an important consultation and must arrive on time!" The old man shook his head, not hiding his identity and occupation.

"Miss, if it's convenient for you, please leave your business card. I'll come and visit you after I'm done with my work today!"

Meng Zhiling smiled slightly and handed him her business card. Perhaps she felt that he was kind, or perhaps she felt that he was also a doctor and they had a connection, or perhaps she didn't want the old man to feel that he owed her anything, so she gave him a chance to thank her.

"Sir, do you want us to take you there?" The young driver only reacted at this time and stepped forward immediately without asking the opinions of Meng Zhiling and the others who rented the car.

"No, thank you!" The old man's complexion recovered a little. He refused the young driver's kindness and slowly crossed the road.

"Sir, Madam, you are such nice people." After getting back in the car, the young driver became much more talkative. Perhaps he thought that he and Meng Zhiling and the others had just experienced something together, so their relationship became much closer, so he started chatting.

Meng Zhiling and Qiao Surong looked at each other and smiled, as if it was not that bad after all.

As soon as she returned to the hotel, Meng Zhiling's phone rang. It was an unfamiliar local number.

"Hello, Miss Meng, I am Dr. Smith, whom you just saved." As soon as I picked up the phone, the other party introduced himself.

"Hello, Mr. Smith, what can I do for you?"

Meng Zhiling also responded politely.