"Our industry is different from other industries, because of its particularity, so everyone is in a group, Yongsheng has naturally become the leading boss, so for its handling, we dare not violate the yin and yang, for fear of being excluded, so please Mr. Wang be more considerate!"

After Cheng Ming saw Wang Fan, he apologized and explained that he was unwilling to sign a contract with Wang Fan at that time to help with the auction of cultural relics.

"Hehe, Mr. Cheng really can't be offended!"

Wang Fan didn't have a good impression of Cheng Ming, who was afraid of things at the time and changed his appearance afterwards.

Cheng Ming smiled bitterly, and still explained to Wang Fan very patiently.

"Actually, our line of work is not good, those treasures who come from serious channels, the commission is low and most of the guests like to trade abroad, because the taxes and policies there are very relaxed, and the commission for goods from unknown sources is a little higher, but the risk is also very large!"

"That's not all, the key is that I'm afraid that the insiders in our industry will make ghosts, metaphor Yongsheng, their company only needs a phone call, which can make us small companies tired of coping, and often the profits that are calculated are very small in the end!"

Cheng Ming didn't care about Wang Fan's attitude, and sat next to him at this time, but he explained to him very politely why he didn't dare to take Wang Fan's list at the beginning.

And in this industry, if his auction house wants to survive and have a smooth business, he has to succumb to Yongsheng, and it is often he who picks the remaining list so that he can pick up a mouthful of soup to drink!

Wang Fan looked at this Cheng Ming with a sincere face, he didn't expect that the seemingly bright auction house still had such a side?

"Oh, I misunderstood you in this way, but the domineering Yongsheng also fell big this time, so you can drink me a drink this time!"

Wang Fan smiled, and Cheng Ming saw that Wang Fan was easier to talk, so he chatted with him again, saying that the set of goods in Wang Fan's hand was worth a lot of money, and he wanted to cooperate with Wang Fan if he had the opportunity to auction off that set of wine glasses!

"No, I'm going to get my own auction house!"

As soon as Wang Fan said this, Cheng Ming, who didn't know him, was taken aback.

For a set of cultural relics, he set up an auction house by himself, this, he has never seen such a thing, this Mr. Wang is still too young, he definitely does not know that the auction house is not as simple as he imagined.

"Mr. Wang, the auction house is not something that can be done with money, the key is to have strength, do you know why we are afraid of Yongsheng? That's for a reason, because Yongsheng has a master in charge, a kind of master you don't dare to imagine at all, a person who exists like a god!"

This Cheng Ming seemed to be afraid that Wang Fan would not understand, so he quickly added another sentence later.

A fairy-like existence?

Is that interesting?

"What kind of person can be called a fairy-like existence?"

Wang Fan was very curious, it seemed that he wanted to have a good chat with this Cheng Ming.

When Wang Fan and Cheng Ming came out after separation, he saw a familiar car parked on the side of the road, and a familiar driver jumped out.

"Mr. Wang, please come with me, my young lady is waiting for you!"

The driver Wang Fan has seen it a few times, but he is a full-time driver of Xiaoyu.

Wang Fan thought about the last time he had a party, Xiaoyu still seemed to have injuries on his face, and he didn't know if he was better now?

After Bai Lu came back, he refused to contact him, but Xiaoyu and Bai Lu are sisters after all, and without him in the middle, I don't know if the relationship between the two is better?

Xiaoyu entertained Wang Fan in a private courtyard, she knew that Wang Fan liked to be clean and liked to drink tea, so there was a set of tea sets on the table.

"I'll make you tea, I remember your favorite tea I brewed!"

Xiaoyu smiled lightly, it seemed that she was still a timid little girl that year, her white clothes and smile were the same as before, Wang Fan even had a moment of trance, he thought that time had gone back, and Xiaoyu at this time was the same as before!

"Well, have you been to see Bai Lu, how is she doing? What does the doctor here say?"

After Bai Lu returned to China, she also invited experts in this area to see her for amnesia.

"It's okay, now she doesn't remember you, she knows everything else, and now she's very good to me, and even willing to sleep with me at night!"

Xiaoyu sighed faintly, her sister Bai Lu hadn't been like this for many years.

She thinks it's better now, as before, if not better than ever.

"Well, as long as her life is okay over there, I'm at ease, and you should remember to inform me if she has something!"

Wang Fan picked up the teacup, this is Qingming pre-rain tea, take a sip of the fragrance and leave the fragrance on his lips and teeth.

Wang Fan liked this aroma very much, and couldn't help but close his eyes and revel in it, but he didn't notice the light rain on the side, and a very strange expression flashed in his eyes.

There are regrets, hatreds and hesitations, so many emotions are sandwiched in the middle, so she can't help but lower her head!

"Wang Fan, I still have a good collection of tea here, it used to be tribute tea, only the emperor can drink it, I'll get it for you and brew it!"

Xiaoyu quickly raised her head with a smile, and her face no longer had the expression she had just now.

"Well, good tea naturally can't be disappointed!"

Wang Fan was in a good mood, he was very happy to hear that there was good tea at this time, and Xiaoyu turned around and walked into the room with a smile, through the floor-to-ceiling glass, Wang Fan could see that Xiaoyu seemed to be taking tea.

Turning around, Xiaoyu turned her back to Wang Fanhou, but she quickly pierced her middle finger, she watched the blood of the middle finger drip into a box, and in that box, there were less than one or two tea leaves!

The tea leaves were like silver quills, and the thin bud tips were like dark green jasper.

The blood quickly dripped into the tea leaves, and after two rolls of blood, it was gone, and Xiaoyu had a smug smile on her face, so she turned around and closed the lid of the tea box.

The boiling water is poured into this porcelain cup, and the tea leaves float up and down in the cup like a bird's tongue and head, and the green buds are very beautiful.

"It smells so good!"

The fragrance came to Wang Fan's senses, and before the tea was in, Wang Fan saw Xiaoyu and looked at his movements with concern, as if he was looking forward to it.

"What's wrong?"

"The tea I brewed, waiting for you to taste it, praise it!"

Xiaoyu smiled and urged Wang Fan to drink tea quickly, but her smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes.

"Such a good tea, and you brewed it yourself, I definitely want to drink it!"

Wang Fan laughed, looked down at the cup of tea, I don't know if it was his illusion, why did he feel that there was a faint taste of blood in this cup of tea.

But how can there be a smell of blood in such fragrant tea?

It's hard to bring because I've been under too much pressure lately, and I've hallucinated.

The sky is raining on the Qingming Festival, and I feel a little melancholy! Thank you for the readers who left a message yesterday, the things have been busy in the past two days, and today is the fourth watch!

(End of chapter)