Chapter 65: The Zhou family is disappointed, Mr. Yan gives gifts [1 update]


    Jiating Auction is the organizer of the auction held at the Nancheng Art Center this time, and it is also an old auction house.


    In addition to the company''s products, the lots they own also have many private collections.


    Yesterday in Nancheng, Jiating Auction reached the highest transaction amount in history - 380 million.


    Among them, Zhou Hechen alone contributed 300 million, and the Jiating Auction naturally regarded him as a guest of honor.


    "Is there anything wrong?" Zhou Hechen''s voice subsided, "I don''t know I''m busy? Where did you get my private number?"


    "No, I''m very sorry, Mr. Zhou." The voice of the person in charge was obviously frightened, "This matter is very important, I can''t afford it."


    Zhou Hechen frowned: "What the **** is it? I don''t have time to waste time with you!"


    "That''s right, Mr. Zhou, yesterday you took a photo of the original work of Princess Yongning and gave a high price of 300 million yuan." The person in charge said, "We are very grateful to Mr. Zhou for his support, but we just received news from the Yunjing Art Association."


    Every time the person in charge said something, Mrs. Zhou''s expression became colder.


    If Mrs. Fang hadn''t come to the Zhou family to talk about this with her today, she would be afraid that she would not know how long she would be kept in the dark by Zhou Hechen!


    "What news?" Zhou Hechen''s pupils were instantly cold, "Let me give you donation? It''s impossible."


    "No, no, no, no." The person in charge hurriedly said, "They mean that this painting is actually not genuine, but one of the several fakes revealed from the Star Manchester Federation Empire. However, this fake is very different and was imitated by people three hundred years ago."


    Zhou Hechen''s head buzzed, and the expression on his face disappeared, leaving only a blank space.


    …imitation from three hundred years ago?


    "Mr. Zhou, I''m very sorry. We didn''t expect such a thing to happen." The person in charge apologized repeatedly, "It''s because the other party is too cunning and actually cheated on this top fake."


    Zhou Hechen could no longer hear the sound in the microphone. His hand loosened, and with a "clang", his phone fell on the coffee table.


    "Mr. Zhou, are you listening?" The person in charge was startled by the voice. "We and the private party providing the collection have always had a share of 30% and 70% of the money. Yesterday, the auction money was transferred to the other party''s account. It was from abroad and it is probably difficult to recover..."


    One sentence after another, as if thunder fell, Zhou Hechen''s rationality exploded.


    "We can only return the remaining 90 million to you." The person in charge was so arrogant that he dared not give up. "But Mr. Zhou, don''t worry, the Yunjing Art Association has reported this matter to Bureau 723. If this person can be tracked down, all the funds will be recovered!"


    That being said, it is not that easy in fact.


    Even if it can be traced, the other party may have transferred the funds or exchanged for something else.


    Zhou Hechen took a deep breath, his expression still clear.


    "Mr. Zhou? Mr. Zhou? Are you still listening?" The person in charge said again, "We-"


    Mrs. Zhou could no longer bear it, cut off the call and smashed her phone directly to the ground.


    With a "bang", the fuselage was split into pieces.


    "Zhou Hechen, you said that it was worth buying a fake Princess Yongning for 300 million yuan, but what about now?" Mrs. Zhou smiled angry, and her eyes flashed with anger, "Okay, 300 million yuan bought a fake, it''s worthless at all!"


    She admitted that she and the head of the Zhou family have always focused on cultivating Zhou Heyuan, and they are both semi-free and semi-disciplined for Zhou Hechen and his daughter Zhou Zhiyun.


    As long as Zhou He is far away, the Zhou Group will not fall. Zhou Hechen and Zhou Zhiyun can enjoy the group dividends for the rest of their lives every year.


    Unexpectedly, the natural disaster came overnight, and Zhou Heyuan became a vegetative person in a car accident. The Zhou family had to urgently train Zhou Hechen to rush him to take over. Zhou Hechen has also performed well in recent years.


    But during this period, Mrs. Zhou was extremely disappointed with Zhou Hechen.


    Zhou Hechen shook his head, his voice hoarse: "Mom, I don''t know..."


    At this moment, his thoughts gradually became clear.


    If the young man in Box 7 had not bid for him, he would not have been provoked to pay a high price of 300 million!


    "Don''t you know? Do you don''t have basic judgment? It''s really the original work of Princess Yongning, and can it be put in Nancheng for auction?" Mrs. Zhou cursed loudly, "Is it possible to sell more when I put it in Yunjing? Zhou Hechen, I warn you again, this money is not what you earn!"


    Zhou Hechen pursed his lips, his face as pale as paper, his eyebrows and eyes were full of embarrassment and embarrassment, and his heart twitched.


    "Get back to the room!" Mrs. Zhou said coldly, "You don''t want to go to the company for the time being, and don''t think about meeting Sheng Yunyi, the housekeeper, and you have collected all his communication tools, and you are not allowed to go online!"


    She must discipline Zhou Hechen well, otherwise the Zhou family will collapse like a tall building.


    **


    After lunch, Ye Wanlan pushed open the door of the psychological counseling room.


    There was only Yan Tingfeng in the room. He leaned against the single sofa under the window, wearing the same plain white dress, which made him look tall and tall.


    The sunlight fell on him, like the golden light reflected in the new snow.


    He is too clear and pure during the day, with a gentle and flawless temperament, and has nothing to do with the four words of killing and violence.


    "Miss Ye is here. I''m busy today and I don''t have time to make tea." Yan Tingfeng put the book in his hand on the table and smiled gently, "But I''ll bring you what you want."


    He opened the prepared box, which contained several pieces of armor.


    "Huh?" Ye Wanlan was surprised with a rare moment, "So quickly?"


    "He doesn''t need these people I know, and the air transport will come soon." Yan Tingfeng''s smile in his eyes was like spring water, "but there are only so many."


    "There are a lot." Ye Wanlan stretched out his hand, stroked the fragments carefully, and whispered, "There are a lot."


    Brother Wang…


    She will repair his armor and take him home. She would not let the King of Yan and the others die in vain.


    "Thank you." Ye Wanlan calmed down the surging emotions in his heart and raised his head again, "Can I see your pulse?"


    Yan Tingfeng raised his eyebrows and stretched out his right hand: "Don''t be respectful."


    Ye Wanlan covered his pulse with his fingers and began to take the pulse.


    More than ten seconds later, Yan Tingfeng asked, "What did Miss Ye see?"


    Ye Wanlan didn''t say anything, and was still exploring his pulse.


    She had never seen a strange pulse before.


    Such complex pulse patterns can appear on people, which is incredible.


    "You actually..." Ye Wanlan paused, "It''s not easy to be able to live."


    Hearing this sentence, there seemed to be lightning and thunder in Yan Tingfeng''s eyes fell instantly, violently rising, but his voice was still soft: "Why did Miss Ye say that?"


    "Praise you." Ye Wanlan took back his hand, "I need to go back and read the book, you can take the medicine first."


    Yan Tingfeng returned to his normal expression and said in a gentle tone: "Thank you for your concern."


    "You are kind to you, the teacher is looking for me, I''ll leave first." Ye Wanlan nodded slightly, "If you have any physical discomfort, please contact me at any time."


    He helped her find the relics of King Yan, so she naturally wanted to cure him.


    When she went out, Ye Wanlan and Rong Yu met, she nodded and left.


    Rong Yu actually arrived three minutes ago and hadn''t entered. He was curious: "She asked for pulse? Look at her method of exploring your pulse, she is more skilled than the elders of the Su family I know."


    "Yeah." Yan Tingfeng responded in a very indifferent voice.


    "I thought she just asked her deskmate who came from the Su family about some related matters." Rong Yu only felt strange, "Can she know how to treat her own medicine?"


    Yan Tingfeng supported his head with one hand and smiled gently: "So, I am becoming more and more interested in her."


    Rong Yu didn''t dare to speak, but just muttered to himself.


    Who knows what your interests represent?


    The ringtone of the phone rang, Yan Tingfeng took a look and connected it, and pressed the hands-free button.


    "Hey? It''s me." A voice gritting from the receiver, "My surname is Yan, what do you mean? Where are my golden silk black iron armor fragments? Why did you take them all for me?!"


    He collected it for ten years and received thirty-eight pieces.


    As a result, he just went out to drink a drink. After sleeping for eighteen hours, his baby disappeared!


    "Well, I didn''t leave any of them."


    “…”


    The other party was furious and incredible: "What''s wrong with you? You are not interested in the relics of King Yan!"


    Yan Tingfeng: "I''m dead."


    “Hey, you—”


    The phone was hung up and the world was quiet.


    "Who?" Rong Yu came over and suddenly felt like he was thinking of something, and was shocked, "You shouldn''t be the boy of the Xiang family..."


    "It''s him." Yan Tingfeng''s voice was faint.


    "I just said that who has so many armor fragments? They are descendants of the Xiang royal family." Rong Yu was speechless, "If you steal the things from his ancestors, he will definitely fight you to the death!"


    "Correction is an exchange." Yan Tingfeng smiled, "Leave something else for him."


    Rong Yu remembered his magical operation of using priceless Bu Yu bones to exchange Suzhou embroidered sachets and stopped talking.


    Being rich means being willful.


    **


    Here, the physics group leader’s office.


    "This time, our No. 7 Middle School has four summer training camps. If you can achieve excellent results in the training camp, you will be attracted by professors from Yunjing University." The leader of the physics group said to the three students in front of him, "Xu Bai, Yiwei and Jiaojiao, you must perform well."


    The three nodded.


    Xue Yiwei asked: "Teacher, is there another person?"


    "Oh, there is another student Ye Wanlan from Class 1." The leader of the physics group was happy, "She is not from our physics class. I''ll call her, she will come here later."


    This is a treasure he snatched from the leader of the history group, so you must be careful to take care of it.


    Su Xubai and Xue Yiwei looked at each other, and the two people who had never exposed their emotions were shocked, incredible and angry on each other''s faces.


    He really wanted to know how big the backstage Ye Wanlan had, and even the relationship with the leader of the physics group was bribed?


    Xue Yiwei patted Su Xubai on the shoulder comfortably and looked cold: "Teacher, if she goes, we won''t go."


    Good morning~~


    ??Xiaoxiang’s ticket doubled is more than the last day, so don’t forget to vote for Sister Lan~


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    (This chapter ends)