Everyone shook their heads, Yin Bingyue and Ye Lianxin looked worried, only Yin Xue had already smiled, she had always trusted Zhao Junyu and believed that he could settle everything.

Nangong Jie, Zhou Tianyue and Leng Ruyan all smiled sarcastically, waiting for the security captain to drop the phone on Zhao Junyu's face.

The phone did fall.

However, instead of falling towards Zhao Junyu, he fell straight and smashed on the feet of the security captain.

This is an old woman!

"How is it possible, how is it possible......" The security captain's hands twitched constantly, and his legs could barely stand.

The old lady has long stopped asking about the world, how many years have he not asked about the following things, how could he personally call and invite this young man in his early 20s?

Everyone noticed the abnormality of the security captain, what's wrong?

Nangong Jie, Zhou Tianyue and Leng Ruyan realized that something was wrong, and they all frowned.

Zhao Junyu leisurely grabbed another big lobster and sat down to eat.

With his mouth full of tender shrimp meat and juice, Zhao Junyu nodded with satisfaction.

The Yin family sisters and Ye Lianxin were speechless when they saw his style, but at the same time they had a special attraction.

There was a rush of footsteps from behind, and I saw a large group of people surrounding an old man with gray hair and good spirits.

There are many people who recognize these people at a glance, including Sun Jialiang, the current head of the Sun family and the behind-the-scenes boss of Jiahui Group.

There are also some low-key top rich and celebrities in Tianhai City, as well as some heavyweights in the officialdom and business circles, all of whom follow behind the old man.

Most people don't know this old man, but some people vaguely feel a little familiar.

One of them suddenly remembered and shouted, "It's Mr. Sun Tong, the old lady of the Sun family!"

When everyone heard this, they immediately thought of that legendary figure, and they all gasped.

The old man stepped forward a few steps and grabbed Zhao Junyu's hand that was still stained with lobster juice.

"Mr. Zhao, the old man can't stand you, let you be wronged!"

Silence, death-like silence!

"I said a long time ago, I was really personally invited by your boss, so why bother making such a big fuss. Zhao Junyu shook his head.

It was actually a guest invited by the old lady himself, no wonder he was so fearless.

Yin Bingyue, Yin Xue and Ye Lianxin, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Yin Zhuo kept looking at Zhao Junyu with a shocked face, he couldn't believe everything in front of him, when did this waste know

The old lady of the Sun family, how can he be, how can the old lady Sun still respect him so much?

Sun Tong asked the ins and outs and apologized to Zhao Junyu again.

Needless to say, the behind-the-scenes boss of Jiahui Group, who is also his third son Sun Jialiang, immediately announced the dismissal of the security captain on the spot.

Sun Tong looked around, his gray beard trembling slightly, "The affairs of our Sun family are not yet the turn of people with foreign surnames to point fingers." "The old man is really angry.

Everyone is a smart person, and everyone understands what they are saying and what they say.

They all looked at Nangong Jie and Leng Ruyan with strange eyes.

Nangong Jie's face was still petrified, and he was suffocated into the color of pig liver.

And Leng Ruyan, who has always been cold and calm, rarely showed an embarrassed look, and her face turned red, which is equivalent to her previous high-minded words, all of which became jokes, and she wanted to slap others in the face but was slapped back.

"Come, Mr. Zhao, let's go to the infield together. Sun Tong took Zhao Junyu's hand and entered the infield with his head held high.

Although the area of the infield is not as large as the outfield hall, it is also spacious enough, and there are some precious works of art placed around, such as Chinese and foreign precious calligraphy and paintings, carvings, and antiques.

In the middle are rows of Taishi chairs, all made of mahogany.

"Mr. Zhao, sit down for a while, the auction is about to start, and the old man will go and greet the guests. Sun Tong explained to Zhao Junyu apologetically, and hurriedly walked outside.

At this time, there are already a lot of distinguished guests in the infield, about twenty people, all of them are generally a grade higher than the people outside, regardless of temperament or dress, and it is obvious that the people here are Tianhai and the surrounding rich, the best among the celebrities.

Sun Tong's third son, that is, the president of Jiahui Group, Sun Jialiang is also in his fifties, while greeting the guests in the infield, he secretly paid attention to Zhao Junyu, frowning slightly.

The old man repeatedly told himself to befriend Zhao Junyu, but he didn't pay too much attention to it.

The root of the old man's illness, even those few hidden traditional Chinese medicine families, there is no way to cure it, let alone this hairy boy.

The role played by this kid can only be relieved for a while at most, but the old man is old and has not much time to say, and being able to relieve it is equivalent to healing.

Besides, the old man's illness suddenly improved, whether it was the credit of this kid or not, after all, he had been receiving the Nangong family's traditional Chinese medicine chronic recuperation before, maybe this kid was lucky, just happened to meet the previous Nangong family's therapy began to work?

The more Sun Jialiang thought about it, the more likely it became, he never believed in this kind of old disease, acupuncture and moxibustion can quickly take effect once or twice, this kid can be cured immediately after a few stitches? Who believes.

Besides, even so, this kid is nothing more than a young man with good medical skills, so what.

always looks unfathomable, pretending to be a ghost, and is not using the old man to sell his reputation.

The old man respects him so much, it's too much, it's not very good to spread out, and it's a joke.

Ay...... Sun Jialiang shook his head, the old man is getting old, and he is becoming more and more superstitious about some mysterious things.

We should find a few opportunities to wake up this young man appropriately, Sun Jialiang said secretly in his heart.

At this time, some distinguished guests in the outfield also entered one after another with VIP cards, including the Yin family sisters, Yin Zhuo, Ye Lianxin, but it was as cold as smoke, Zhou Tianyue and the Armani man Nangong Jie did not come in, probably because they felt embarrassed.

"I wonder if Mr. Zhao has any research on antiques and artworks?"

Sun Jialiang saw Zhao Junyu sitting there, not interested in the surrounding artworks, antiques, and asked with a smile.

Zhao Junyu glanced at him, and he felt this person's distrust of him.

So he nodded indifferently and said, "I understand a little." ”

"Oh, what does Mr. Zhao think of the artworks and antiques on display here?" Sun Jialiang looked interested.

In the infield, what is now presented to everyone is the artworks and antiques collected by Jiahui Group from all over the world, many of which were collected by Sun Jialiang himself at a large price.

At this time, the Yin sisters and Ye Lianxin also surrounded them.

"Do you know antiques?" asked Yin Xue curiously.

"Mr. Zhao was in Canghai Garden and helped me choose jade. Ye Lianxin on the side interjected.

As soon as the words came out, Ye Lianxin hurriedly covered her mouth, didn't she reveal the secret of her private meeting with her best friend's husband?

Aware of the strange gaze cast by Yin Bingyue on the side, Ye Lianxin was in a mess for a while, her cheeks were blushing, and she bowed her head and said nothing.

"Canghai Garden?"

"Haha, how can that kind of place be compared to our Jiahui Group?" Sun Jialiang laughed dumbly when he heard this.

It seems that this young man's so-called understanding of artworks and antiques is at the level of street stalls.

(End of chapter)