After asking such a slight slight question, Gu Yichen went back to the room without saying anything, leaving Gu Yile in a daze, and could not react to the implication of her words for a long time.

Who doesn’t hate Uncle Gu’s family?

I'm afraid I've hated it for a long time.

Gu Yichen closed the door, took out the itinerary, and determined the itinerary for the next few days.

She had to be present in person at the West Trip Auction Hall on Wednesday.

On Thursday, Shangding Hotel had a small private trade fair. If it were Lin Xiangyin, who had never been to the table, would not attend such a private antique sale event, but now Gu Yichen has a small way and narrow limits, so she has to cherish every opportunity that she might find a bargain.

The highlight of Friday is here, Mdian Public Market!

"Ding..." The ringtone of the cell phone interrupted her thoughts.

Gu Yichen was so angry that his head hurt. He pressed the temples that were jumping up on both sides and turned on his phone.

"Xiao Gu, have you heard of the things that the Westward Tour Auction Hall will be auctioned on Wednesday?" Qin Huai's voice was a little excited.

Gu Yichen lay back on the chair and said in a silence, "I heard that, what's wrong?"

"Transfer bottles, I heard it was an auction to send bottles." Qin Huai could hardly hide his excitement and kept wandering around the room.

Gu Yichen's lips raised lightly, "Teacher has seen the older generation of experts and professors who have seen strong winds and waves. Is a small bottle of pass on your face to make you mess up?"

"Xiao Gu, you don't know the rare things about this bottle. The white porcelain itself has a small number of existences, not to mention that the bottle from Li Jingxun's tomb has a combination of rigidity and softness and lifelike lines, representing the highest craftsmanship technology of the making of white porcelain at that time. It is rare, rare."

"What can make teachers so uneasy naturally have its uniqueness."

"I'm going to go to the westbound auction hall in person. Xiao Gu, do you want to go there?"

"Of course I'm going."

Qin Huai laughed, "That's right, you should like this kind of excitement more than me."

"See you on Wednesday." After saying that, Gu Yichen put down his cell phone. She looked at the little bird pecking at the stone on the windowsill, took out a handful of bird food from the drawer, and slowly spread it on the windowsill.

The birds rushed to the windowsill, and their beaks were pecking and eating...

The next day, there were already crowds of people in front of the auction hall on the west trip.

In the president's office, the situation was inexplicably nervous.

President Lin sat on the chair, looking at the man who was drinking tea in the seat opposite but was silent. Under pressure, he wiped the hot sweat that had fallen from his forehead without realizing it.

Cheng Jingqi took two sips of tea, and the injuries on his face and hands were basically healed, but there were still some scars that had not faded. He raised his eyes and looked at the man who was silent with him.

President Lin noticed the other party's sharp eyes, lowered his head guiltily, kept silent, and pretended to be deaf and dumb.

"We had a very unhappy relationship with Tongbao last time. I think President Lin is also a big business person, so he will naturally not be upset with me." Cheng Jingqi smiled and put the check on the table.

President Lin pretended to be confused with understanding, "What does Mr. Cheng mean?"

"President Lin is a smart person. Do you not understand my simple and easy-to-understand purpose?"

"Mr. Cheng misunderstood. It's not that I don't understand, but that I can't understand." President Lin returned the check.

"Is President Lin unwilling to do this business with me?"

"I open the door and do business, so I will definitely refuse anyone, but I am an auction hall. Since I have decided to open the auction, it is a foregone conclusion. If the auction is cancelled midway, it will be a damage to my reputation and my auction house."

Cheng Jingqi gently turned the ring, "There are very few treasures like the passing bottle now. This public auction reduces its identity and value."

"I'm also entrusted by someone." President Lin covered his mouth and coughed lightly, "Time is coming soon. If Mr. Cheng really likes it, he might as well take the check back. Let's take the pass bottle openly."
Chapter completed!