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When Zhen Minglang gritted his teeth, he also told Lin Shiling that he could no longer practice with He Weihong.

He was in a state of discomfort. Zhen Minglang stayed in the training room for a while and went home.

Of course, learning modeling skills with Lin Shiling will improve his abilities, but Zhen Minglang can no longer face He Weihong.

Even if it is a Toyota Cup model competition in a few days and he will face this guy, Zhen Minglang would rather give up this opportunity to study.

It was only ten o'clock in the morning when I got home.

Zhen Minglang took out his cell phone for a moment and thought of calling Mr. Zhuang. Now, he has found Zhuang Lili's boyfriend, but how can he be embarrassed to tell Zhuang Lili that He Weihong is such a man who is on two boats.

After finding Mr. Zhuang’s number, Zhen Minglang also dialed it directly.

Doodu...

"Hey, it's Minglang, you and I really have a good relationship. How do you know that I'm going to find you?"

Mr. Zhuang was with Mr. Li and Mr. Qiu from the Cultural Relics Appreciation Association. In the afternoon, the three of them were going to the auction exhibition to sell the landscape paintings of Yu Ji brought by Zhen Minglang. He was thinking of calling Zhen Minglang over and also gaining a better understanding.

Zhen Minglang had no idea what was going on. Could it be that Mr. Zhuang knew that he had found his daughter's boyfriend?

"Yes, Mr. Zhuang, I know you will look for me. But I don't know, what's going on with you?"

"What's the matter? You didn't expect to be really forgetful. Didn't I say that you would sell your paintings at auction two days ago? Today is the day when Yu Ji landscape paintings were auctioned. In addition, there will be other treasures auctions at the auction today, so we also want to ask you to come and have a long experience. Do you have time?"

Zhen Minglang was naturally very excited when he heard Mr. Zhuang say he wanted to take him to the auction. It was not that Zhen Minglang had never seen the auction, but that the auction that Zhen Minglang saw was just an auction of some personal items of celebrities, but Zhen Minglang did not participate in the live version of the antique auction.

You know, the antique auction site is a resort where tycoons gather. How can ordinary little characters and small characters make it? Even if you enter, you are just a clown.

This time, the paintings of Yu Ji in Zhen Minglang's hand were auction items, and he was the owner, so of course he was justified in his right way.

"I have time, I'll look for you right now. Where are you?"

Zhen Minglang couldn't suppress his inner joy, and then heard Mr. Zhuang's answer. Just after Guxiangzhai, Zhen Minglang flew out several meters in the next second and then threw the door hard.

Bang...

After taking a car and heading to Diesan Street Market, Zhen Minglang suddenly had the idea of ​​buying a car. His car is now driven by Xiao Mei, which is not the key. The key is that he has long wanted to change a car. He was with Mr. Xue every day, and his car had indeed dropped the price. He planned that after the Jiehua auction was auctioned, Zhen Minglang also bought a car.

At least, arm your identity. Although you are just a small model, you must not lose to those big stars in terms of momentum.

Not long after the car drove, Zhen Minglang arrived at Diesan Street Market.

It was still passing through the flowers, insects, fish, birds and beast markets that Zhen Minglang arrived at the antique street.

In Zhuang Lao’s Guxiangzhai, three big men were drinking tea, and the fragrance of tea actually floated into Zhen Minglang’s nose outside the door.

"Old Zhuang, this tea is so fragrant."

Zhen Minglang did not see him, but heard him. Mr. Zhuang and the two old men stood up from their seats and greeted him politely.

"Minglang, here we come!"

When Mr. Zhuang moved forward to welcome him, Zhen Minglang was already standing in Guxiangzhai.

"Here you come. Mr. Zhuang, you two seniors, you all sit down. Are you standing up to greet me? Isn't that brother Zhesha?"

"Where? Minglang, you have become famous in the antique circle. Now, when you mention your name, you must know half of the antique circle."

When Mr. Li said this, Zhen Minglang didn't believe it, but Mr. Qiu added, "Minglang, I heard that you once picked up a willow leaf bottle on this antique street. I also went to my hometown in Zhuang to see the bottle. The body of the cowpea red willow leaf bottle from the Qing Dynasty is absolutely a masterpiece. Minglang, you are young and have such high attainments in the appreciation of antiques, and your future is unlimited."

The first person praises you, it is your politeness when you are humble, and the second person continues to praise you. If you are still humble, you will be a little pretentious. Zhen Minglang will be praised by two seniors one after another, so he simply does not express his opinion and said, "By the way, two seniors, I heard Mr. Zhuang say that there will be an auction in the afternoon, so when will we set off?"

Zhen Minglang's words changed, and the two seniors naturally understood what they meant. But Mr. Qiu was still unsatisfied. He approached Zhen Minglang two steps closer and grabbed the business in front of Mr. Zhuang.

"I'll explain that, no matter what good things you have in your hands in the future, you should keep them for me. Don't just think about your Mr. Zhuang."

Mr. Qiu said, Mr. Li quit, "That... Mingliang, you can't forget me, an old thing. Otherwise I would be angry."

Zhen Minglang was helpless when Mr. Li and Mr. Qiu snatched each other. He had so many treasures he could have. As for the two old seniors in the antique industry, he had to take the goods from him.

"Okay, Zhen Minglang also made a statement here. If I got good things in my hand, I would definitely not forget the two seniors. But I have to say the words ahead. It would not be for nothing for me to give to Mr. Zhuang. Real money and silver RMB are valuable. If the two seniors can give appropriate prices to the cultural relics, then Zhen Minglang will definitely give the things to the seniors."

Zhen Minglang is naturally not stupid. If he doesn't tell the premise, then he will really have a treasure in his hand, and only then will these two old birds get old accounts with him. If he doesn't take action, he will become a mistake for him.

"Minglang, don't worry, Mr. Qiu can guarantee this. As long as Mr. Qiu likes it, a golden mountain of old will also get it."

Although Mr. Qiu is old-fashioned, he is still childish. In antiques, Mr. Qiu is like a child.

Mr. Qiu smiled and said, Mr. Li was not to be outdone, "If it was something I like, of course I wouldn't be stingy with the price. As long as it is not too expensive, I can win it."

Listening to the two of you, Zhen Minglang also laughed, "Okay, both seniors have said that. Then when I have a baby, I will definitely let you go."

Compared to Mr. Li and Mr. Qiu excitedly expressing their anxiety about wanting a baby, Mr. Zhuang is indeed more calm and experienced. He would not express his thoughts strongly like this.

However, if Zhen Minglang had his favorite treasure in his hand, Mr. Zhuang would certainly not give it to Mr. Li and Mr. Qiu.

"Okay, don't talk about this for now. Didn't Minglang just ask about the auction? I think it's getting late now, so let's go to the auction. You can continue to chat on the way."

As soon as Mr. Zhuang interrupted the three of them, Mr. Li and Mr. Qiu remembered the auction. Yes, today is the auction of the Bohai Auction House, and more than a dozen antiques are to be sold at the auction.

Including the landscape paintings of Yu Ji provided by Zhen Minglang, the rest are bronze jars from the Warring States Period, snuff bottles from the Ming Dynasty, bamboo paintings by Master Zheng Banqiao, as well as famous Chinese porcelains Ru, Jun, Guan, Ge, and Ru porcelains that settled in the first place...

"Okay, let's go."

After leaving, Zhen Minglang and the three seniors also left Guxiangzhai.

It was not very far from Guxiangzhai to Bohai Auction House. At this time, Mr. Li drove the car with three people and sat in Mr. Li's car. Zhen Minglang obviously felt that the people who were playing with collecting were indeed different from ordinary people.

At this moment, in Old Li's car, a white jade-holding jade Buddha with a gold-top was squatting. The whole body of the Buddha was carved with jade, but the base of the Buddha's head was inlaid with metal.

According to Zhen Minglang's opinion, the Jade Buddha alone costs more than a thousand yuan, and with the addition of gold edges, the Jade Buddha holding pearls and jewels on the white jade top costs more than a thousand yuan.

A baby worth more than ten thousand yuan, Mr. Li squatted here? It’s such a big deal.

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