Xinluo waited to see the wonderful program arranged by Lu Yuchen.

But after waiting for a long time, the auction was still going on in an orderly manner, and there was no sign of an end.

"The following is the seventeenth lot, a thin tire bottle with a clear pastel branch Fushou pattern, with a starting price of 80 million."

On the auction table, the auctioneer's voice came again.

Xinluo felt that he couldn't sit still, and was about to ask Lu Yuchen how long it would take to finish.

The phone vibrated from the pouch.

"It's my mom." Xinluo took out his mobile phone, his expression became nervous,

She whispered in Lu Yuchen's ear: "My mother called, I'll go out and answer it." You wait for me to come back and put on the good show you said...... Don't start first. ”

She thought about it for several days, waiting to see how Lu Yuchen cleaned up the Shen family and Wan Weiwei.

If Lu Yuchen dared to start while she was away, she would definitely not be able to spare him.

"Okay, wait for you." The man shook his head helplessly, for the childish cuteness of the little woman.

Xinluo took his mobile phone and went out from the VIP passage.

As soon as Xinluo left with his front foot, Lu Yuchen heard a soft whisper, which came from the VIP seat on the right side.

"Don't bid, this clear pastel branch Fushou pattern thin tire bottle is fake."

"No way, this auction is hosted by the imperial court, there can be no fakes."

"Old man, believe me, this clear pastel thin tire bottle is indeed fake, don't continue to bid."

"But, but ......"

The lot number 17 has already sold for 140 million.

The old gentleman who spoke made a bid once when he was 120 million, and now it has been surpassed.

He seemed to want to continue to increase the price, but was stopped by the girl next to him.

The girl's pure and graceful voice, although very squeamish, but the tone of her voice was firm.

Lu Yuchen naturally heard the conversation between the two.

If it had been someone else, I am afraid that I would have stepped forward to explain at this moment.

But Lu Yuchen is not a warm-hearted and friendly man.

Whether someone else misses a good opportunity or slanders his company, someone will naturally deal with it.

Even if others are discussing it around him.

He also acted like he had nothing to do, and he didn't mean to ask any questions.

Monica was ordered by Shen Zi to deliberately approach Lu Yuchen.

Seeing that Shen Zi deliberately took Xinluo away, she accosted her in such a tactful way.

Who knows, Lu Yuchen didn't even have the slightest intention of taking the bait.

Monica was secretly anxious, so she could only add another fire.

"Sir, if you don't believe me, I'll show you a picture. I didn't want to take it out, but given your age, I can't bear to watch you be deceived. ”

After Monica finished speaking, she brought up the picture that had been prepared on her phone.

"Well, I see. Isn't this exactly the same as the clear pastel thin tire bottle on the stage? ”

The old gentleman sitting next to Monica is an old collector with a very high status and reputation in the industry.

He originally believed in his own vision and in the credibility of the imperial court.

But when he saw the picture Monica took out, he was quickly attracted by the clear pastel thin tire bottle in the picture.

"This, this...... How can it be exactly the same? Little girl, where did you get this pastel bottle? ”

"It's a collection in my family, and it's been passed down for generations." Monica said the lines that had been prepared long ago.

The old gentleman was an old pedant and a man of death, and when he heard Monica's words, his brows furrowed.

Suddenly, he picked up Monica's mobile phone, stretched it directly to the left, and stretched it out in front of Lu Yuchen.

"Chen Shao, should you explain it to us? Why is the collection in this little girl's house exactly the same as the pastel bottle on the stage that is being auctioned?! ”

[On Monday after work, I just wrote a chapter, and I will continue to write and change it later]