The Emperor's Life of a Wretched Man

Shu Lan saw Huangfu Chengfeng breaking through and appearing at the door, her face suddenly became tense, and she hesitated whether to leave or stand still.

Huangfu Chengfeng came over with a puzzled expression, looked at Solo with an unfriendly look, and said with a puzzled expression, "Shu Lan, this is..."

Shu Lan had no choice but to turn her head again: "A junior of mine in high school, his name is So Luo, do you remember?"

"Solo? What? He's that ridiculous wretched beggar who wants to pursue you? Why is he here? You've been in touch with him?" Huangfu Chengfeng exclaimed in a very unmannered way, following him in front of the public The image is like two different people.

"Chengfeng, I just met him when I came to the bathroom, I have been studying in Tianjing, how could I have contact with him?

Really just met him by chance, his life is not satisfactory, he is working as a driver for others, I just say hello to him..." Shu Lan hurriedly explained, her expression a little nervous.

"Stop interacting with these people in the future, let's go back..."

Huangfu Chengfeng was also the same cold and disdainful stare at Solo, who was gloating at the side, with the same cold and disdainful eyes, and snorted coldly, dragging Shulan back to the banquet hall angrily...

Solo raised his head and spit out a series of smoke rings, without taking another look at the slim figure that had been suppressed in his heart for four years, it was not suppression, but disdain, and then he smiled wryly: "Life, you are so ruthless! How pure The child has been ruined like this..."

A cigarette was smoked very slowly, and then he took out his mobile phone and called Long Wu, asking him to tell Cai Congwen that he must take pictures of the two Hongshan ancient jade dragons and one bronze Panlong seal from the Qian family. What a cost.

When Solo returned to the banquet hall again, the charity auction had already started. Anyway, all the good auctions had nothing to do with Solo.

Even if it is necessary for his own industry to take this opportunity to shine, he doesn't have to worry about it, Long Wu and Cai Congwen are enough, just let them toss.

Although the items in the auction were all good, there were not many things that caught the eye. Xiulu seemed to be interested in a bronze mirror from the Han Dynasty.

He bid for many times, but when he was about to win, Qiu Chi sold it, and it was sold at a price of 18 yuan. There was a wry smile on his face, and he did not compete with Qiu Chi again.

Next, all the good works were successfully auctioned, and the eighth and No.80 collections were Mrs. Qian's favorite things, and they were also rare highlights in this auction. She wanted to take them out to do meritorious deeds.

As a result, the eighth ancient seal was auctioned by Cai Congwen with an absolute advantage at a bidding price of 180 million.

The No. 80 piece, which is almost the finale, was successfully auctioned by Long Wu at a high price of 720 million.

During this period, Huangfu Chengfeng, who is very speculative, also participated in two auctions. He didn't ask for success, as long as he could impress the big shots here.

His industry is in Nanjing. Although his career is on the rise, he is not qualified to appear here in the tide of business, and the company is even more unworthy of the eyes of the big shots here.

Even compared with the [-]% stake in Qiuchi Industry, which is in charge of Long Wu, it is not enough, let alone compared with the Roche Group, which is in charge of Cai Congwen.

He obtained this opportunity through franchising this time. In addition to cooperating with Longwu's industry, he also wanted to cooperate with Roche to make his company grow.

Qian Jingwo, who has never let go of any tiny opportunity to increase the popularity of the company, miraculously did not participate in any bidding for a good product, and sat there like a mountain.

In addition to the Great Bodhisattva of the Qian family, there is another person who is the same, that is, Shi Kuan, who built a business empire. He also sat there and showed no interest in any auction items.

During this period, Solo went out to smoke a cigarette again, and then re-entered the hall to wait for the end of the auction, so that he could send the money back to the old couple.

And at this moment, the awesome auctioneer who can tell the dead are alive, and can use more than 3000 ways to prove that he is not shit by using the yellow mud on his crotch, was beckoned to the side by the person in charge and began to bite his ear Come.

The auction was supposed to be over soon after the last piece of good quality was successfully auctioned, but now that it was done in front of everyone, it immediately aroused everyone's interest.

At this time, everyone turned their attention to Shi Kuan and the Great Bodhisattva of the Qian family, but the two Buddhas, one new and one old, did not move at all. It must be related to this incident. Could it be that something really good appeared in this auction? superior?

Everyone waited patiently, and the auctioneer returned to the stage with a smile on his face.The voice suddenly became louder.The words were clear and resounding, shaking the entire venue.

"At the end of the auction, we will invite the last good item to be auctioned..." After saying this, the auctioneer looked at everyone in the audience, whetting their appetites.

Everyone who was planning to leave after the host announced the end of the dinner was attracted by the auctioneer's words, and the venue fell silent immediately, and the suspense of this auction was raised to the extreme.

After appreciating everyone's appetite, the auctioneer spoke again just rightly: "This is a wild grass, "Yong Yu Le. Jingkou Beigu Pavilion Nostalgia" by Xin Qiji of the Southern Song Dynasty.

The creator is... Director Solo of a certain ministry or bureau, and because of the particularity of his department, it is inconvenient to disclose it, so his official work unit cannot be announced..."

Quiet……

dead quiet...

A full minute long.

Afterwards, they chatted and whispered...

Huangfu Chengfeng and Shulan have been standing beside Cai Congwen and Longwu, forming a small group with Qiuchi, Xiulu, Wu Qifan, Xu Yingeng and others.

When the auctioneer mentioned Solo's name, Huangfu Chengfeng and Shu Lan looked at each other in surprise, while Cai Congwen, Long Wu, Qiuchi and Xiulu all looked at each other in surprise.

There are also many people who don't know Solo, and they began to whisper: "Solo? Who is a great calligrapher in the contemporary era? I haven't heard of it!"

"It should be...Qing? Didn't there be a man named Suo'etu in the Qing Dynasty? Maybe he is a descendant?"

And Long Qiyao's face became brighter, he cast his eyes on Mr. Qianjiang, who knew that Mr. Qianjiang was also looking at Long Qiyao...

"Who did it? Is this a big joke..." Long Qiyao lowered his voice and said to Qian Lao.

"Since it happened, let's read it first..." Qian Jiang looked helplessly at his wife's annals.

At this time, the annals of history also looked at Mr. Qian suspiciously, and then covered his mouth in surprise and turned his eyes to Qian Jinguo.

Following Mrs. Shi's gaze towards Qian Jinguo, the big bodhisattva of the Qian family looked calm...

Qian Jiang nodded slightly, and stopped talking. He suddenly understood what his granddaughter wanted. The son-in-law of the Qian family really couldn't increase his popularity without making a name for himself.