Chapter 62: [014] Antique auctions (1)

The auction was held in the exhibition hall of the only star hotel in City A. The organizer is an antique dealer in Hong Kong who can come to the auction. In addition to real antique lovers and merchants at home and abroad, there are many people in the city and even in the province who have faces Therefore, the municipal government attaches great importance to it, and has spent a lot of manpower and resources to arrange the guard scene.
The people who came in and out of the venue really did have men's suits and leather shoes, and women's costumes, as if they were going to the event.
Indeed, this is also a grand event, a high-end grand event that can take the opportunity to tie the interest circle.
Because of his noble and honest character and high appraisal level, Song Xuan has a very high reputation in city A and even the antique industry in the province. As soon as he arrived at the door, many people came to say hello.
Song Xuan is not humble or arrogant. He sends greetings one by one with a gentle smile on his face.
Yang Zimei who followed him naturally attracted the attention of many people.
In this gorgeous and glamorous gala, Yang Zimei is not very beautiful and outstanding, and she is young and not as charming and as a mature woman. However, she is fresh and graceful, and has a clean and elegant appearance and temperament. , Still quite eye-catching, especially standing next to Song Xuan who has never had a scandal with any woman.
A mature and elegant, a graceful and graceful, are extremely classical, if not the age gap is slightly larger, standing together, it is just as beautiful and warm as the same painting.
"Mr. Song, this is ..."
Murong Yunqing, the boss of Yushi Xuan, who is better with Song Xuan, couldn't help asking.
"My disciple Yang Zimei." Song Xuan answered with a smile, then turned to introduce to Yang Zimei, "Zi Mei, this is Mr. Murong of Yushixuan."
"Mr. Murong!"
Yang Zimei said hello and politely.
For Murong Yunqing, Yang Zimei, who had mixed in the streets and lanes of the last generation, naturally knew that Murong Yunqing started on a stone that day, and gambled the stone into the astronomical glass species of emperor green, so he founded the Yushixuan, which is rich in capital. He has a triad background, and both black and white dare not move him halfway.
"Women's disciple? That's good." Murong Yunqing's tone was a little ridiculous, but his eyes were clear, his eyes were correct, and he didn't mean to promote narrowness. Yang Zimei didn't mind.
"A female disciple entering the room? Hey, Mr. Song, I didn't expect you to be such a serious gentleman in appearance, it's okay." There was a slightly sharp voice inserted, Yang Jianming, the only son of the municipal party committee secretary Yang Dejie, hair waxed with wax It was glorious, sprayed with a slightly nasty cologne, the shirt in the suit deliberately unbuttoned two buttons, and in his arms was a heavy makeup woman wearing a red dress with a low-cut suspender, and a pair of passionate peach blossoms Eyes were constantly aimed at Yang Zimei.
When Yang Zimei saw him, he felt disgusted as if eating a fly, and his black eyes were slightly cold.
There was a forbearable dissatisfaction on Song Xuan's warm face, and she said in a deep voice, "Please Yang Gongzi take care of yourself and speak carefully."
"Ah!"
Yang Jianming's mouth tilted, and he gave a smirk, "What do I have to take pride in? I want you to take pride in yourself, right? This little sister looks like he's about fifteen years old. Mr. Song, don't blame the son for not reminding You, together with a minor, are sentenced. "
"you you……"
In addition to antiques, Song Xuan has always been good at arguing with others, especially rogues. Only his face turned red and angry, and he was also worried that Yang Zimei would be hurt, and his mood would become even more tense, and his tongue would knot, saying no Come out.
Yang Zimei reached out and patted the back of his hand, signalling him to be calm and not impatient, and he did not mind what Yang Jianming said.
Song Xuan looked at her eyes that were so dark and dark that she could not see a wave of waves, and suddenly gave birth to a stable power, and her excited mood calmed down slowly.