Chapter 25: meet

It's exactly nine o'clock.
The door of the auction company opened, and people who had waited for a long time outside swarmed in. After entering, a large group of people rushed to the auction rooms without stopping.
Han Xue was holding the walkie-talkie in her hand, standing on the side of the gate, looking at the crowds of people, and curled her lips. These people were so stupid and naive. Everyone knows how the auction company can cause trouble. I didn’t make preparations. I wanted to find leaks at the auction company and I was sad to get to the sky, but now I’m guarding against it, and it’s impossible to pick up the leaks. In this case, when you come to the auction company to bid, you just send money and wait for each one. Slaughtered fat sheep.
Han Xue turned around at the gate, her purpose was only one, Song Yun.
Han Xue frowned, time passed, and it was ten o'clock, Song Yun hadn't appeared yet.
"Mr. Han, Mr. Han, people are here. Twenty meters in front of you, there is a young man wearing slacks and a short white T-shirt. That person is Song Yun!"
The walkie-talkie in Han Xue's hand suddenly remembered.
"received!"
"I'll pass now, you don't need to notify me again!"
Han Xue looked forward and immediately found the master, and walked over.
Song Yun walked into the door of the auction company.
"It's a bit late!"
Song Yun shook his head. He didn't plan to come to the auction company today. The antique market and Tang Miaomiao came back after breakfast. It was almost ten o'clock, and some auctions might have already started.
Song Yun didn't worry, he looked up at the large electronic screen hanging on the wall, which was scrolling today's auction information.
"Hello, is it Mr. Song Yunsong?"
Song Yun looked at the auction information attentively, suddenly remembered a clear and nice voice beside him, and turned his head to look, beside him stood a woman with a delicate face and capable temperament, twenty-five or six years old, wearing a professional suit and skirt, typical OL dress , With a friendly smile, looking at herself.
"Yes, I am Song Yun, don't we know each other?"
Monk Song Yun Erzhang couldn't figure it out. The woman in front of him was very beautiful. Even if she was in the crowd, she could tell at a glance. If she had seen it, she couldn't remember it. It's definitely not a good thing that a beautiful woman who she doesn't know comes to strike up a conversation.
"Introduce myself, my name is Han Xue, a staff member of the auction house."
With a smile on Han Xue's face, she looked at Song Yun with her eyes up and down. He was a typical sunny boy, tall and strong, with a typical bronze skin. If he was a fitness trainer, he would not doubt it at all. This is a good example of someone who plays antique collectors. There is a big difference in the weak atmosphere of the writing, and my heart becomes more and more curious.
Song Yun shook his heart. He thought it was not a good thing, but now it seems that it is really not a good thing.
"This is my business card, please advise me a lot in the future."
Han Xue took out her business card and handed it to Song Yun.
Song Yun took it and took a look. The title reads the manager of the public relations department.
"Manager Han, I don't know what you want to do with me?"
Song Yun remembered what Tang Miaomiao had said before, as long as he appeared at the auction company again, someone would immediately stare at him. He didn’t believe it, but now it seems to be true. The beautiful and a little overdone Han Xue in front of him was clearly deliberate. Waiting for himself here, but he wouldn't say something like this, he deliberately pretended to be confused, as if he didn't understand why Han Xue was looking for him.
"Mr. Song, you are our distinguished guest. Since you are here, of course you must be treated well."
The smile on Han Xue's face was even more moving.
Song Yun cried secretly in his heart and didn't want to deal with the other party at all. He found that people around him were pointing to him. Obviously because Han Xue is a beautiful woman, he immediately attracted the attention of others. This is definitely not a good thing. .
"Hahaha!"
"I want to walk around, and we will contact again if we have the opportunity."
Song Yun took Han Xue's business card into his pocket and turned to leave.
"Mr. Song, please stay. As I just said, you are a distinguished guest of our company. You must greet you here before."
"I don't know where you want to go or what you want to see. I am very familiar with the situation here. Please allow me to be your little guide and explain it to you. What do you think?"
Han Xue stopped Song Yun.
"This is unnecessary, right?"
Song Yun shook his head, and the weasel gave the rooster a New Year's greetings, uneasy and kind. He wouldn't be arrogant but felt that Han Xue was interested in him. This was clearly just focusing on tactics.
"I happen to be fine, so I will walk with Mr. Song."
Han Xue smiled.
Song Yun was very helpless. He stretched out his hand and didn't hit the smiley. The beauty was shameless. There was really no choice but to agree.
Zhao Zhonghua and Sun Mingming just came out of an auction room. There will be an auction tomorrow and the show will be open today. The two of them just finished watching and came out to breathe and plan to find a place to drink.