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After a blurry night passed by, a Mercedes-Benz slowly left a certain community and headed towards its original destination.

In the driver's seat, Zhao Xuan felt extremely embarrassed when he thought of Sister Chen, who had been unable to stand firmly not long ago, and stood up to lick his hair and fix his hair.

Impulsive!

Yesterday I was impulsive again, and it was not an ordinary impulsive one. When I was with Chen Qian, the feeling of being tolerant of anything, and even pampering you, was really comfortable. But sometimes, like peeling off Sister Chen

They made him lie down on the soft and beautiful bed, while he galloped on his horse.

The soft and weak Sister Chen bit her cherry lips lightly, her eyes full of helplessness and confusion, her shy and conniving eyes were really irresistible, and there was a kind of evil flame that couldn't help but raging, as if she wanted to ravage those

She is so delicate and beautiful, and wants to test the bottom line of that kind of pampering.

Wild and rough, these methods that they never dared to use on Wang Bei and Sister Tang finally broke out unconsciously under Chen Qian's soft and doting gaze last night.

As a result, Zhao Xuan got too big.

One night, he actually tormented Sister Chen three times after she had just become famous.

Originally it was just once, but who wanted to face the weak and beautiful Chen Qian afterwards, and was soon flirted with a second time. He was still a little suppressed at first, and was ready to bear it and sleep with Chen Qian in his arms.

As a result, Sister Chen sensed something, sighed helplessly, and took the initiative to help him. That kind of pampering made him really have a hidden wildness.

After one night, Zhao Xuan felt completely comfortable. Now he wanted to slap himself.

How did things develop like this?

"It's already inappropriate to eat Tang Jie. Now even Chen Qian..." He smiled bitterly again, what happened has happened, and now it's really too late to regret it. It's useless. You can just bear the consequences of whatever sin you committed.

I originally thought about going home after the auction today, but now it seems that I can't. At this time, I have to stay and spend more time with Chen Qian.

With a wry smile, he took out his cell phone and started dialing. Zhao Xuan had to inform one by one that he would be going back a few days late.

However, when the calls were made one by one to Tang Jie, Zhao Xuan paused for a moment. It was strange to find that although she was completely different from Tang Jie in personality, she still had choices. Chen Qian actually had an amazing relationship with Tang Jie.

Similarly, she didn't even want the elixir she gave her, she wanted to choose to experience it.

If not for this, Zhao Xuan would not be participating in today's auction alone.

He tilted a bit. Only when Tang Jie's bright laughter sounded from the other side, Zhao Xuan quickly came back to his senses and concentrated on the call.

When all the calls ended, the car gradually arrived at its destination. He got out of the car and looked at the majestic auction house in front of him. Zhao Xuan walked over with a faint smile.

This was Zhao Xuan's first time attending an auction, but when he walked away with the tickets, Zhao Xuan naturally didn't feel any nervousness. He just calmly took the number plate and walked in, taking his seat.

In the next half hour, figures arrived one after another. The auditorium-style auction hall, which could accommodate hundreds of people, was finally filled with seven or eight adults.

At eight o'clock sharp, an old man in Tang suit walked into the auction hall from the backstage under everyone's gaze. With a bright smile, he clasped his fists and gestured to everyone in the hall. After a few polite words, the auction officially kicked off.

Zhao Xuan's position was quite good. On the edge of the third row, he could clearly see everything on the auction table in the center of the venue. He was indeed paying close attention to the process of each item.

Although there are many real antiques here, Zhao Xuan doesn't understand them and has never dealt with them, but looking at the lively atmosphere in the hall is eye-opening.

There are quite a lot of rich people here. For example, the first auction item was a calligraphy and painting by a famous artist, with a starting price of 500,000. As a result, it was quickly competed with each other and chased to 5 million. In the end, when two or three people were fighting, a lot of money was sold.

The high price was over ten million. It was won by a young man in his thirties, but it was still a good start.

And that young man undoubtedly quickly became the focus of attention throughout the process.

Although there are still good things after that, many of them are antiques that have been sold for hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands.

It seemed that Zhao Xuan, a bystander, was very competent at his job. He watched from the beginning to the end. It was not until two hours later, when another lot was taken, that the old man in Tang suit at the auction chuckled and hammered.

After getting off the auction table, he first attracted everyone's attention, and then the old man smiled and said, "I have lot number 37 below. I believe everyone has noticed this thing for a long time, and many people are here for it."

During the joking, as an antique in a box was brought up, the already dull atmosphere in the entire hall suddenly seemed to come alive.

"It's true. In addition to a good start to the day-long auction, whenever the crowd gets tired, good things will be presented to rekindle the interest of the guests. The 37th is finally here!"

Even Zhao Xuan perked up when the things were brought up, and looked at the stage without blinking. Isn't this No. 37 the black gourd!

This is exactly what he came for today.

"I believe everyone is familiar with this bronze from the Shang Dynasty. Although it is still something that cannot be 100% certain and does not have an accurate origin and name, the bronze inscriptions on it are eye-opening and are similar to all the bronze inscriptions on it.

The well-known oracle bone inscriptions are completely different characters. They look like oracle bone inscriptions but have their own unique style. They seem to be more mature and advanced than oracle bone inscriptions. Is it oracle bone inscriptions that have developed rapidly in certain areas, or is it a completely new type of writing?"

"This new discovery involves thousands of years of written history of our nation, or it may be the only one in the world. Who will it end up with today?..."

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The old man in Tang suit spoke slowly and quickly, but he also quickly threw out the most important things, which really aroused the interest of many people. This thing is indeed a good thing.

Not to mention Zhao Xuan, who knew a little bit about it, even ordinary collectors would know that it was a good thing, because it might involve the history of writing.

Why an antique is precious is because it represents a historical and cultural gathering at a certain stage, or represents some extremely famous historical figures, events, etc.

What could be more attractive than the possibility of involving a new piece of literary history?

The ancient writing system was Oracle Bone Script, Large Seal Script, Small Seal Script, Official Script, etc., which developed step by step. Now it is suddenly discovered that there may be a new writing system in the world of Oracle Bone Script. Even though this is not yet certain, experts are very controversial.

It’s enough to drive many people who really like antiques crazy.

A new writing system that may exist, even if this bronze does not have its own name, no one knows which important historical figure it was used by, and no one knows what kind of historical events it is involved in, but it is only a possible writing system that has already been

There is enough temptation.

After the words were spoken, someone was already walking onto the auction stage following the old man's words. However, a few old men with gray hair and gentle or elegant temperaments began to observe and appreciate.

This is also common sense at antique auctions. Once important antiquities are on the stage, buyers themselves can get closer and observe. After all, whether the thing is real or not, even if the auction house says it is, it may not be eye-catching. Many people still believe their own.

eyesight.

Zhao Xuan also stood up with a look on his face, but after taking a look, he sat down slumped, mainly because there were too many people on the stage, there were already five or six people watching, and even if the auction house would let people watch,

Not everyone can watch.

Didn’t you see that the old man waved to the audience apologetically?

After shaking his head helplessly, Zhao Xuan still waited calmly. When everyone on the stage left one by one, he started to observe again. Although he was far away, his eyesight could still clearly see that the gourd on it was indeed the one he saw in the photo last night.

When I arrived, the writing on the gourd was indeed Li Clan writing.

"The bidding will officially start now. This black lacquered ancient bronze gourd is priced at a low price of one million yuan. Each time the price increases, the default price is 100,000 yuan..."

As the old man in Tang suit spoke again, someone suddenly raised a sign in the hall.

One person or two people, just holding up the placard and not speaking, must have defaulted to an increase of 100,000 yuan. While the old man was still counting, a middle-aged man under the auction table in the front row stretched out his hand and said, "Ten million."

In a word, the bidders who were still enthusiastically raising their placards were suddenly startled and looked at each other in astonishment.

So cruel so quickly?

"It turns out to be Mr. Zong."

"The person next to Mr. Zong is Mr. Zong, right? The one who came on stage just now is Mr. Zong..."

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Someone in the crowd turned around and shouted softly. It seemed that Mr. Zong and Mr. Zong were some great figures.

"Twenty million!"

In the midst of the exclamation, the old man in Tang suit had just reported, when someone suddenly raised a sign in the corner, which attracted the attention of many people. When they looked again, the crowd exclaimed again.

"Young Master Sang, he is also interested in this?"

"This is..."

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The appearance of Mr. Sang was obviously more shocking than the previous Zong Zong. Many people were gasping for breath, and they were asking around with doubts that they didn't know the details of. As soon as someone explained something, there was a sudden gasp.

Mr. Sang, the heir to the Sang family, one of the top ten wealthy families in Hong Kong, has a private net worth of 40 to 50 billion yuan, and the Sang Group's net worth is worth hundreds of billions. This is the real giant, although it is still smaller than

It's not as rich as a certain rich man's assets worth trillions, but it's still a terrifying giant.

"It's fun to watch this time. The Zong family and the Sang family are interested in this at the same time."

"Oh, the Sang family is one of the richest families in Xiangjiang, but the Zong family is the giant in China..."

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Many people noticed the intense competitive atmosphere and were all whispering excitedly. Even when these two appeared, all the other original competitors disappeared with just a word from each other.

Zhao Xuan also frowned suddenly. This time, it seemed that he had a little trouble getting what he wanted smoothly. After all, with his hearing, he could clearly hear all the previous discussions in the hall. (Unfinished)

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