"Mr. Fu, I'm sorry to keep you waiting." Liu Hao said with a smile. Although his tone was relaxed, it was not difficult to see his respect for the old man's identity.
The old man nodded, seemingly not noticing Xiao Yun at the side.
"Mr. Fu, this is Mr. Xiao Yunxiao, a friend of Miss Lin." Liu Hao introduced as he walked in, "Mr. Xiao, this is Mr. Fu Pengtian. He is in the local antique circle, but
Very important!"
Xiao Yun nodded politely without comment.
When he originally saw Liu Hao and a young man coming to the exhibition hall, Fu Pengtian thought he was a young master from some family who came here to play.
Unexpectedly, Liu Hao actually said that Xiao Yun was Lin Xueer's good friend, which made him shocked.
In these years, there has never been anyone of the opposite sex around Lin Xueer, except for Zhao Gaoyu, who is always stalking him. A few days ago, he was scolded by Lin Xueer at Mr. Lin's private banquet.
Fu Pengtian had always been arrogant, and after guessing that Xiao Yun was just a young boy who relied on his appearance to get to the top, he no longer looked at him seriously.
Liu Hao also looked a little embarrassed and didn't know how to explain to Fu Pengtian.
Although he also felt that Xiao Yun's temperament was a bit shabby, Lin Xueer's tone of explanation on the phone was very respectful.
Liu Hao coughed lightly and said with a smile: "You two, let me take you to visit the rare antiques in the exhibition hall."
Xiao Yun and Fu Pengtian nodded slightly and followed Liu Hao around.
The antiques displayed in the innermost part of the exhibition hall are very rare and have been collected from all over the world by major collectors in Zhongyang City.
Several of them are Fu Pengtian's proud collections, which he specially took to the third floor of Wanlong Auction Hall for display.
"Mr. Xiao, this Qianlong young blue flower celestial sphere vase was a treasure that Mr. Fu got only a few months ago after he sent people to salvage it from a sunken ship at the bottom of the sea for three days and three nights!"
"And this one, this is a purple clay pot from the Xuande period. Legend has it that the emperor used it to collect the essence of plants and trees in order to prolong life. Use it to make tea and drink it, and all evil will be protected from it. It is really a priceless treasure!"
Liu Hao introduced several pieces of Fu Pengtian's collection like a treasure trove, and the people around him were filled with admiration.
Soon, people in the exhibition hall were attracted and marveled at the origins of these treasures.
Seeing the expressions of surprise and envy on everyone's faces, Fu Pengtian couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, full of contentment.
"Old sir, would you like to sell these treasures?" A middle-aged man was the first to ask.
Facing the other party's eager gaze, Fu Pengtian felt extremely satisfied.
He stood with his hands behind his hands and shook his head in refusal.
These are the treasures he kept at the bottom of the box. He brought them on display here just to show them off. How could he really want to sell them to others?
"Young man, is that purple clay pot really that magical? It can also prolong life." A silver-haired old man asked Xiao Yun.
Apparently, he was very interested in the efficacy of the purple clay teapot from the Xuande period.
"Old sir, that purple clay pot is just like other antiques, nothing special." Xiao Yun replied lightly.
When Liu Hao introduced, Xiao Yun was already observing attentively.
Through his clairvoyance and extraordinary senses, he discovered that although these antiques were genuine, they were not psychic objects as Liu Hao said.
Therefore, in Xiao Yun's view, Liu Hao's introduction just now was nothing more than bragging to drive up the price.
Although the conversation between Xiao Yun and the old man was not loud, the exhibition hall was very quiet, so Fu Pengtian naturally heard everything clearly.
Fu Pengtian couldn't help but his face darkened.
I don't know how much money and manpower he spent on these treasures.
Especially for the purple clay pot, he even traveled across the ocean to Hong Kong to hire a master psychic to help consecrate it!
In his eyes, these treasures are priceless treasures.
But now, being unscrupulously slandered in public by a young man like Xiao Yun who had no hair at all, Fu Pengtian suddenly felt a little angry.
Seeing this, Liu Hao on the side quickly smoothed things over with a smile: "Mr. Fu, I heard that even the famous 'Ghost Eye Sun' was full of praise for your purple clay teapot. This 'Ghost Eye Sun' has been watching it for decades.
Feng Shui, to be able to praise your collection like this is enough to prove that this purple clay pot of yours is absolutely extraordinary. I think it can be called a magic weapon, right?"
"This 'ghost-eyed grandson' has always had a keen eye. What you said, Xiao Liu, is the truth, hahaha." Fu Pengtian stroked his beard proudly and laughed loudly: "This purple clay pot of mine nourishes qi and strengthens the body. I will enshrine it at home."
It can be protected from all evils, so it can naturally be regarded as a magic weapon."
After saying that, Fu Pengtian glanced at Xiao Yun quite proudly.
He wanted to see what kind of big talk this kid with a yellow mouth who relied on his appearance could say.
"Mr. Fu, if it is a real magic weapon, I'm afraid this small glass cover can't fit it in, right?" Xiao Yun's eyes were calm, revealing an undoubted confidence.
When Fu Pengtian heard this, he couldn't help but sneered and said: "Young man, I heard that you said it in a decent way. Is it possible that... you have seen a real magic weapon?"
Xiao Yun nodded slightly and said: "Although I have never seen it, according to ancient books, the real magic weapon is the tool used by practitioners. How can it only perform small functions such as warding off evil spirits and maintaining health?"
After listening to Xiao Yun's words, Fu Pengtian was speechless for a moment, and his face was very embarrassed.
"You two must be thirsty after talking for so long. Why don't we go to the seats on the second floor and have a cup of tea first? The auction is about to begin." Liu Hao smiled awkwardly and stepped forward to smooth things over.
"Oh? Then let's go and have a look." Upon hearing this, Fu Pengtian's anger disappeared and was replaced by a hint of excitement.
His favorite thing is antique auctions, and he can often buy really good treasures from auctions.
Xiao Yun looked at his watch, nodded and said, "Okay."
After a few people came out of the exhibition hall, they took the dedicated elevator and went down to the second floor.
After getting out of the elevator, Liu Hao led the way to a small venue with dim lighting.
At this time, the place was almost full of people, all waiting for the auction to begin.
Originally, Liu Hao had prepared a VIP seat for Xiao Yun, but Xiao Yun never liked being high-profile, so he found a corner seat and sat down.
Ten minutes later, there were more and more people in the venue.
Everyone was dressed sumptuously. Even though Xiao Yun put on the clothes he bought newly in the morning, he still looked extremely shabby in front of these rich people with a net worth of more than one billion.
After sitting down, Xiao Yun glanced around and found Song Ningyu and Lan Lan sitting on the VIP table diagonally above him.
In the dimly lit venue, Song Ningyu seemed to relax a lot, and occasionally chatted and laughed with Lan Lan. It was obvious that the behavior of the two of them was more ambiguous and harmonious than that between ordinary female friends.
intimate.
Mahler Gobi, these two women really know how to play. Xiao Yun muttered secretly.
The auction venue is circular in design.
At this time, as a beam of light came down, the host stood on the booth in the center of the venue and said loudly: "There is still one minute until the auction starts. Please take your seats as soon as possible."