Yang Zhengyu said with a smile: "Don't stand and talk, let's sit down and talk."

Jin Yutong smiled sweetly: "I still have something to do over there, and I have to deal with it. Can we add WeChat?"

Yang Zhengyu smiled helplessly and handed her the phone.

Jin Yutong unlocked his phone as if he were flying and summoned the page to scan the code.

"Brother Yu, you can take me with you next time you pick something up. Our family also has a bit of family history, no worse than your little assistant."

Yang Zhengyu said: "Now I have an additional assistant for no reason. Okay, no problem, I will ask you to help me if I need it."

"Yeah!!!" Jin Yutong was obviously very happy when he heard Yang Zhengyu say this.

At this time, the mobile phone interface showed that Yang Zhengyu had approved her application as a friend.

Jin Yutong waved his hand and said goodbye to Yang Zhengyu. "Brother Yu, you are busy first. We will see you at the auction later."

Yang Zhengyu was so sleepy that his upper and lower eyelids were almost fighting.

This episode did not affect his sleepiness.

After Jin Yutong left, Yang Zhengyu was about to close his eyes.

The door was pushed open again, and the sound of opening the door sounded again.

This time the person who came in was a young man in his 30s.

He is thin and wears glasses. Behind the lenses are small triangular eyes.

His expression looks somewhat similar to Mr. Zhou's.

This person stared at Yang Zhengyu as soon as he entered the door.

Yang Zhengyu felt like he had seen it somewhere before, and he finally figured it out after thinking about it carefully.

This man's face looks very similar to Mr. Zhou.

Probably his son.

"Hello, what's the matter?" Yang Zhengyu asked.

"It's okay, I just want to see who is here. Are you my dad's friend?"

"Is there any problem?" Yang Zhengyu asked him.

"No problem."

This person spoke very concisely, but his eyes were erratic, as if he had evil intentions.

His strange behavior made Yang Zhengyu look at him seriously.

"I am Mr. Zhou's son. My friends call me Mr. Zhou. What are you here for?"

Young Master Zhou’s name is Zhou Zhuoqing.

Because his father has a relatively big reputation, people in the world give him a bit of a thumbs-down.

The Zhou family, including the oldest and the youngest, are also quite famous in Wenwan Street.

Yang Zhengyu said: "I just met your father."

Zhou Zhuoqing didn't take it seriously after hearing this and quickly interrupted him.

"A lot of people have seen my dad all day long. Do you understand? I asked you who you are and what are you doing here?"

When Yang Zhengyu heard this, he immediately sneered at him.

The atmosphere in the room was a bit tense for a while.

It seems that Zhou Zhuoqing is also an arrogant and domineering rich second generation.

Rationally speaking, Yang Zhengyu should not have a conflict with him.

But there are some things that you can’t just hide from.

Moreover, with Yang Zhengyu's character, he would never suffer such injustice.

In fact, does this young Master Zhou have a brain convulsion?

This is actually what happened.

After Jin Yutong and Jin Lao arrived, Young Master Zhou rode in front of and behind his back.

Not for anything else, just because he had long wanted to pursue Jin Yutong.

The eldest brother of the Jin family has only one daughter, and he has regarded her as the apple of his eye since he was a child.

Everyone in the literary and entertainment industry knows that marrying Jin Yutong is like having a ticket to China’s top class.

Young Master Zhou’s family is well-known in Wenwan Street, but he looks at Longguo and Longjing.

Their family is literally penniless, and they are much richer than their family.

If you can win the heart of Jin Yutong, it will be a step to the sky.

So when Jin Yutong went to the car to get medicine.

Zhou Zhuoqing wanted to go with him.

Because Jin Yutong declined him politely, he was too embarrassed to follow him directly.

So I waited here on the second floor and ended up going to the restroom.

Jin Yutong came back and went to the wrong room.

Entering Yang Zhengyu's lounge, I met Yang Zhengyu again.

Jin Yutong’s fan meeting and Yang Zhengyu’s WeChat message were all seen by Zhou Zhuoqing.

Zhou Zhuoqing was filled with anger.

He doesn't know Yang Zhengyu's origins, nor does he know what kind of calculation he has made.

Then there is only one way right now, which is to expel Yang Zhengyu from the auction.

And the movements must be fast enough. Yang Zhengyu is qualified to sit in the VIP lounge, which means that he still has some status.

But looking around Wenwan Street, I have never seen such a person.

Zhou Zhuoqing's initial worry also dissipated.

"I don't care who you are, you are not qualified to sit in the VIP lounge, you understand? This place is for big shots." Zhou Zhuoqing folded his arms and looked arrogant.

Yang Zhengyu smiled and said, "Here's the thing, I came here with Su Zuoming. I have a toy that I want to put on your auction."

"Wenwan is at our auction, what kind of art are you?" Zhou Zhuoqing looked like he couldn't believe it.

Yang Zhengyu said: "A newspaper."

"You brought a newspaper just to take advantage of our auction. Show it to me."

He was from the auction, and it was understandable that the organizer wanted to see the exhibits.

But Yang Zhengyu didn't like his attitude.

He said: "You know, newspapers must be kept well. I will not carry them with me."

Yang Zhengyu found a reason to excuse himself.

Zhou Zhuoqing replied: "Brother, you'd better be more sensible. If you make me unhappy, your collection will not be able to participate in the auction."

Yang Zhengyu looked at this person in confusion for a moment.

Where is this? He has already made an agreement with Mr. Zhou, and it is in the name of the Su family, so it is unlikely that something will go wrong.

Yang Zhengyu looked at him strangely, "Have you told your father what you told me?"

Zhou Zhuoqing sneered for a moment.

"What a joke, can't I still decide on our auction?"

Yang Zhengyu said strangely: "Then do you know that I am the person brought by Mr. Su?"

Zhou Zhuoqing said carelessly: "Of course I know this, but I am in charge of today's exhibition. If you don't let me see your collection, I can't let you go up."

He kept talking about Yang Zhengyu's collection, which aroused Yang Zhengyu's guard.

It was a newspaper, not gold, silver, or bronze. It could be easily torn into pieces.

Yang Zhengyu became suspicious and naturally refused to take out the newspaper.

Zhou Zhuoqing smiled and said, "If you can't show it to me, please do so."

As he said this, he pointed to the door. The meaning was very clear, that he wanted to drive Yang Zhengyu away.

Yang Zhengyu felt strange, so he had to take out his mobile phone and call Su Tongtong.

The call was not connected after two beeps.

While he was on the phone, Zhou Zhuoqing also made several calls.

After hanging up the phone, several security guards in suits appeared at the scene.

Zhou Zhuoqing: "If you don't show it to me, please leave our place immediately. You are not welcome."
Chapter completed!