The girl was wearing a long red dress and carrying two huge suitcases in her hands. She followed the boy with some difficulty, her face flushed with exhaustion.
"Cousin, can you help me? I'm almost exhausted. Why don't you have any gentlemanly manners? Everyone is laughing at you."
The visitors were none other than Yang Chen and Yang Beibei.
Yang Beibei was carrying large and small bags on her thin body, carrying two suitcases in both hands, following Yang Chen, and shouted.
"This is all your luggage. Besides, you are from the Hidden Sect after all. If you can't carry this luggage, how dare you say that you are an innate warrior?"
Yang Chen turned his head and looked at Yang Beibei with a cigarette in his mouth.
"It's really moodless."
Yang Beibei grinned in anger.
"Master, find a hotel near the Han and Tang Auction Houses."
After Yang Beibei put the luggage in the trunk, Yang Chen said
"You two are from other places, they look like they are rich."
The driver smiled.
"Master, how did you tell that we are rich?"
Yang Beibei smiled innocently.
"The Han and Tang Auction Houses are the largest antique auction and trading centers in Xijing City. It is said that there are fifteen large-scale trading centers throughout China."
"The grandest auction will be held here every three months. At that time, all the rich people in Xijing, as well as some antique collectors from other places, will come to the auction."
"I've attracted a lot of guests in the past two days. I guess the hotel over there is already overcrowded."
The taxi driver smiled heartily.
"We're just going to take a look."
Yang Chen handed the driver a cigarette and said with a smile.
"Rich people keep a low profile."
The driver chuckled, stepped on the accelerator and headed towards the hotel near Hantang Auction House.
An hour later, the last presidential suite was snatched up by Yang Chen online.
Yang Beibei threw her head on the sofa in the living room and looked up at the door of the Han and Tang auction houses, which was already crowded with people across a crossroads. She was a little lost: "Cousin, I never dreamed that I still have fifteen years left."
Home auction house."
"I didn't expect that you would drag me to Xijing to participate in some auction while I was sleeping soundly."
Yang Chen sat down on the sofa and lit a cigarette, his balls ached.
Since he defeated Kazuo Kawaryu last time, Yang Chen has been living a leisurely and happy few days. Apart from wandering around the chicken farm and watermelon field, he basically spends his time at home playing with his mobile phone.
Who knew that early this morning, Yang Beibei rushed in and said that a secretary who claimed to be the Han and Tang Antiques Company had called and asked Yang Beibei to participate in the auction of the Xijing Branch of the Han and Tang Antiques Auction House as the chairman.
By the time Yang Chen found out about this, Yang Beibei had already bought plane tickets for the two of them, saying they were just here to have fun and see what her 30 billion assets looked like.
"Jingle bell"
Just as the two of them were still reminiscing about today's casual trip, the doorbell of the presidential suite rang.
"Hello, Mr. Yang, I am Qiao Niannian, the president of the Xijing branch of the Han and Tang Antique Auction House."
Then, a woman's voice came from outside the door.
"Cousin, should I put on makeup or something? I'm a little nervous."
Yang Beibei was so anxious that she was spinning in circles.
He suddenly went from being a disciple of the Hidden Sect to becoming the owner of an antique shop worth 30 billion. It was really a bit uncomfortable to adapt to it.
"You are the boss, please don't disgrace us, the people of Qingshan Village, okay?"
Yang Chen said speechlessly.
"Yeah, am I not the boss?"
Only then did Yang Beibei realize that her identity was not simple, she raised her head and opened the door.
"Hello, Mr. Yang, it's our first time meeting you. Please take care of me."
Qiao Niannian looked the newly appointed chairman up and down, and quickly extended her hand respectfully: "This is..."
"My cousin Yang Chen."
Yang Beibei pretended to be cold and said.
"Mr. Yang."
Qiao Niannian nodded.
"Um."
Yang Chen looked up and down at the woman in front of him. She was wearing a professional suit and short skirt, with long black legs. She looked about thirty years old, with a graceful figure and excellent temperament.
Especially the combination of gold and silver jewelry on her body, which shows her wealth and dignity, and complements her status as the president of the auction house of Han and Tang Dynasties.
"Mr. Yang, our Xijing City Hantang Auction House's one-time three-month large-scale auction will start in an hour and a half."
"We received an internal letter from the headquarters and have prepared for you to visit the private room on the third floor in advance. If there are any problems with our work, please feel free to give us some advice, Mr. Yang."
"Mr. Yang, Mr. Yang, let's go directly there later. Later we will prepare our Xijing City's special delicacies for you two. You can watch the auction in the private room and enjoy the delicacies at the same time."
Qiao Niannian smiled generously.
“Can you still eat Xijing’s specialties?”
When she heard that there was food, Yang Beibei's eyes lit up, and she quickly grabbed Yang Chen's arm: "Cousin, I can't wait, let's go over."
"good."
Yang Chen awkwardly glanced at Qiao Niannian who was smiling.
Yang Beibei looks like a chairman with a net worth of 30 billion. She is simply a foodie.
"Mr. Yang, Mr. Yang, please."
Qiao Niannian and the two of them quickly left the hotel and took the elevator directly to the third floor from the staff-only passage of the Han and Tang Auction House.
"Wow, it's so big, and it has such a retro style."
Yang Beibei looked around from the second floor.
The layout of the octagonal building has three floors, at least 2,000 square meters, all in a retro and elegant architectural style.
Especially the eight large mahogany pillars, with lifelike eight-part celestial dragons carved on them, are quite stylish.
The waiters here are all wearing blue and white porcelain high-cut cheongsams. They are all over 1.7 meters tall, and their words and deeds have the air of a lady.
In addition to the huge booth, the rest of the hall on the first floor is full of seats, which can accommodate more than 300 people.
The private rooms on the second and third floors are reserved for prominent people in the industry.
"Mr. Yang, let's invite you inside."
Qiao Niannian personally led the two of them into the largest Junzijian box on the third floor.
There is a huge box of more than 50 square meters, sofas, and tea trays. The most eye-catching thing is a huge LCD screen that is nearly 150 square meters.
What was on the screen was the scene at the booth on the first floor.
"Mr. Yang, you guys take a rest here for a while. The auction below will start soon. I'll go down and take care of it first."
"If you need anything, press the service button and I will come over in person."
After Qiao Niannian arranged for the two of them, she listened to the voice coming from her ears and said quickly.
"Wait a moment."
Just when Qiao Niannian was about to leave, Yang Beibei asked: "Can we participate in the auction?"
"This... didn't say that the boss can't participate in his own auction."
Qiao Niannian was confused by this question and smiled.
"I just want to participate, it's fun."
Yang Beibei rubbed her hands excitedly, and then looked at Yang Chen who was staring at the screen: "Cousin, what are you looking at? Are you so serious, is there any beauty?"
"There are no pretty girls, but I did see an acquaintance."
Yang Chen squinted his eyes and looked at the handsome Hou Ziyi, who was dressed in a black and white plaid suit. Surrounded by several people, he went up to the second floor: "It seems that the Hou family is living more leisurely now than before."