"Ms. Guo, why did you come out yourself?!"
With a smile on Xie Fengyuan's face, he shook hands with Guo Chunhua as he spoke.
"Hahaha!"
"I am not the master tonight, but just a middleman. I heard the noise of a car outside, so I came out to have a look. It really is you."
As Guo Chunhua said, he looked at the few people behind him. Needless to say, Han Xue and Song Yun had only met during the day. Tang Miaomiao and Zhu Deyuan were both celebrities in the antique collection circle and had already dealt with them.
Guo Chunhua greeted everyone, turned around and led them inside. Xie Feng walked in the forefront. This was Zhu Deyuan, Han Xue and Tang Miaomiao were one step behind, and Song Yun walked in the back.
When Guo Chunhua turned around, he glanced at another car, the door did not open, and the person on it did not get down at all. Knowing that the inside must be the bodyguards brought by Xie Feng, but he didn’t say anything. This is normal. It is necessary to ensure one's own safety. Xie Feng is cautious and has nothing to say.
"Old man Guo, you still have so many antiques here. We are here tonight and won't accept them?!"
Zhu Deyuan entered the hall, put a lot of antiques on the shelf, and tilted his mouth.
"What are you doing packing up?"
"What's so toss about?!"
"I'm still waiting for someone to come and buy antiques from me!"
"Toss and toss and toss, it's troublesome to die!"
Guo Chunhua is not embarrassed at all. In the antique circle, various bureaus are emerging one after another. Some are fooled and some are not fooled. Old fried dough sticks like Zhu Deyuan have seen everything, and there is nothing to hide.
Zhu Deyuan closed his mouth and did not say any more about this. This is the case in the antique circle. Although Guo Chunhua was cheated and kidnapped, Zhou Yu was willing to fight Huang Gai, one was willing to fight, and the other was willing to suffer. There is a particularity in the sale of antiques. No one keeps the old with the fidelity. It all depends on personal vision. Whether you make a profit or lose, it depends on your own ability.
Guo Chunhua led everyone to sit down on the sofa. The water had already been boiled, and the tea had already been prepared. After a while, the strong fragrance of tea would diffuse.
"Ms. Guo, where are the things?!"
Xie Feng sat for a while, couldn't help but put down the tea cup in his hand and looked up at Guo Chunhua.
"Mr. Xie!"
"Things are not with me. I just said that I'm just a middleman tonight. You have to wait. Before you come, I just called to remind you that it will be here soon."
The smile on Guo Chunhua's face has not been broken, and he looks like making money.
Xie Feng frowned. This sentence is not a good thing. As the boss of an auction company, he is not a person who is waiting for a moment. Suddenly all of his excitement disappeared at this time. He calmed down and stopped talking. Sitting on the sofa and drinking tea.
When Guo Chunhua saw this, he secretly complained. This is a typical example of self-defeating. Don’t think there are too many people here tonight. The last person who made the decision must be Xie Feng. When they first met, they found that they were actually very emotional. The decisions made in the state are all irrational. This is very good. It is definitely an opportunity that can be used. What I didn't expect was that it changed just because of a word of my own.
Guo Chunhua couldn't help but cursed Luo Yuan. He had to say something to hang up and sell, and he must show up after Xie Feng and others. This wasted a good opportunity.
Guo Chunhua settled down, the good situation had disappeared, and it was useless to regret it. Then he could only implement the plan that Luo Yuan had made before.
Song Yun sat in the corner without saying a word. He glanced at Guo Chunhua from time to time, paying attention to the other's expression and movements.
Song Yun did it in this way not to see through the other party's tricks. In fact, no one can play conspiracy and tricks in front of him, and he can see through the authenticity of antiques at a glance. No matter how much tossing is of no use, he just treats this. People are very curious. Both Xie Feng and Zhu Deyuan obviously know what Guo Chunhua does, but they still look at the antiques in his hands. This thing is strange inside and out, and they have been wondering what is going on. What happened, there was no clue at all.
After Guo Chunhua and Zhu Deyuan had spoken a few words, he was relieved that Zhu Deyuan had no interest. As a last resort, he could only shut his mouth and calm down as soon as he came. The atmosphere was a bit awkward.
Guo Chunhua knew that this was not good, but there was no way to go on like this for ten minutes. There was a sound of car engines outside the courtyard, and then footsteps.
