readx;?“ I am very interested in that antique, and if it is really because the auction price is too low, and the owner of the box is unwilling to sell it to me, I wonder if you can tell me, Mr. Duke, who the owner of this antique is, I want to negotiate with the owner of this antique in private, even if the price of this lot is raised, it is not impossible. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Fujiwara Qingpu believed the casual excuse of this staff member, because he knew very well that the lot was flowing from Huaxia, and the owner of the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" was very likely to be a Chinese, and it would not be surprising that he would temporarily regret it if he knew that the thing was taken by an Oriental person.

But Fujiwara Qingpu definitely didn't want to give up this lot like this, because what did he even mean by the "Classic of Mountains and Seas", if things slipped away from his eyes like this, then he really had to regret not being at the beginning, and Fujiwara Qingpu couldn't have let such a thing happen.

Knowing, his persistence, but it made Clayfrow vigilant, he didn't quite understand, how did such an inconspicuous small wooden box enter the eyes of this Fujiwara Qingpu in front of him, it stands to reason that although this Fujiwara Qingpu is only the leader of the organization of a small island country, it shouldn't be so without level and vision, just a golden silk nanmu box, the owner doesn't sell, he still refuses to give up, and even lowers his posture to ask him warmly, which is not quite in line with the identity of Fujiwara Qingpu, the young sect master of the Iga-ryu.

Clayflo's eyes narrowed, wondering if the box was famous.

However, this is not the time to pursue these things, he is impatient to deal with these people, and it is impossible to come up with any information about the owner of the wooden box, because this excuse is nonsense, and the reason why he helps to cover it up is just to save his sister's face.

"Mr. Fujiwara, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, the rules of our black market, customers are not allowed to disclose any information about the owner of the item when they put the lot in our building for display and auction, if they really have to be revealed, the customer and the bidder will trade privately, so avoid paying a large commission to our auction house, then our auction house will not become a wedding dress for others? So I'm sorry, we can't disclose the customer's information to you. ”

Clayflow was familiar with the procedures of many auction houses, so he casually found a reason to prevaricate Fujiwara Aoura.

Although he felt very unwilling, he knew very well that what Clayflow said was not wrong at all, this is an extremely strict regulation of most auction houses, and it is also the most important rule for the sustainable development of auction houses.

Fujiwara Qingpu was angry and annoyed, but there was nothing he could do.

Clayflow said to the staff behind him: "Although the consignor of that item temporarily broke the contract first, this is indeed a mistake in the work of our auction house, which caused inconvenience to Mr. Fujiwara, and this is our problem, so we still have to compensate Mr. Fujiwara." What is the final price of that lot?"

The staff member lowered his head and said, "One million meters of gold." ”

Clayflow nodded and said, "Then according to our rules, we will pay compensation for breach of contract and compensate Mr. Fujiwara with one million meters of gold." ”

The staff member was stunned for a moment, subconsciously glanced at Semiya over there, nodded, and said, "Okay." ”

Saying that, the staff began to fill out the compensation form, and when Fujiwara Qingpu heard Clayflo's words, his face was suddenly gloomy, and he opened his mouth to say something more, but he didn't expect that at this time, his phone suddenly rang, and the harsh and sharp voice startled several people, including Fujiwara Qingpu.

Fujiwara Qingpu hurriedly lowered his head, and when he saw the name on the caller ID, his heart suddenly jumped, and he didn't care about arguing with Clayflow anymore, so he quickly picked up the phone.

"Sect Master, something is wrong!"

As soon as the phone was connected, a hoarse voice came from the other side, and Fujiwara Qingpu frowned, and asked eagerly in Japanese, "Narita, what's wrong?"

However, as soon as he asked this question, there was a violent rumbling sound on the other side of the phone, followed by countless shouts and exclamations, Narita shouted hoarsely, "No-"

Immediately afterward, the phone was completely cut off, leaving only a mechanical beep.

Fujiwara Qingpu's eyes suddenly became gloomy, and he remembered the text message he received from a stranger on his mobile phone at the auction hall before.

――If your foundation is ruined, I wonder how Mr. Fujiwara will feel?

Fujiwara Qingpu originally didn't take this text message to heart at all, because of his identity, he has been threatened and harassed by hostile forces over the years, and he receives at least hundreds of threatening text messages like this a year, so for Fujiwara Qingpu, this is not a threat at all.

But just now there was an accident on Narita's side, and listening to the voice on the other end of the phone, Fujiwara Qingpu couldn't specifically judge what was going on, but he could guess a few points, and he had a very strong premonition that something happened on Narita's side, and it was very likely that it had something to do with the previous text message.

Damn, who the hell is this person trying to do?

Fujiwara Qingpu panicked, he couldn't care about any compensation matters with Clayflore, he was of course annoyed that the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" failed to succeed, but at this moment, it was more important to determine whether the laboratory was safe.

Thinking like this, Fujiwara Qingpu didn't want to delay for a moment, and didn't even bother to say goodbye to Clayflo, grabbed his phone and walked straight outside, his face was so gloomy as if he was about to wring out water.

Seeing that Fujiwara Qingpu left without saying a word, Zhou Zhenliang Jinghong and the others naturally looked at each other, but the main owner was gone, and if they wanted to get the "Classic of Mountains and Seas", it was impossible for them to continue to entangle, so they could only follow Fujiwara Qingpu behind him and walk out, but when they walked to the door, they still glanced at Clayflow and the staff with some unwillingness.

It wasn't until the group completely disappeared from sight that Semiya finally breathed a sigh of relief, couldn't help but reach out and pat his chest, and said with a happy face:

"Great, these people are finally gone, I thought they were going to make trouble. Brother, you are so powerful, you sent that Oriental man away in a few words, I didn't expect that person named Fujiwara or something to be so easy to fool, I didn't even want the compensation for nothing!"

The fastest more reading, please visit this site to read the latest novels!