Zhou Wenjuan smiled: "You didn't come over yesterday, so I bought one. If you don't like it, you can choose not to bring it."

Zhao Chenfeng hesitated for a long time, but still put the Ultraman mask on his face.

Imbecile is a little bit more incompetent, and it's better than being recognized.

The two walked into the venue, and countless curious eyes shot over.

Zhao Chenfeng set a light blue King Adi sportswear, plus an Ultraman mask.

Not to mention, no matter how you look at it, it looks like the brain is not normal.

When passing by a man wearing a tengu mask, Zhao Chenfeng heard it, and the other party whispered to a person next to him, "This should be the time to break through, and my mind is restless and hurts my brain, right?"

Zhou Wenjuan let out a chuckle.

The two sat down in a corner seat.

After Li Rongtian said a few words on the stage, the auction officially began.

Looking at it, Zhao Chenfeng felt that something was wrong.

What ancient paintings, porcelain, jade, iron... Take turns.

Almost all the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties have been visited.

Zhao Chenfeng lightly touched Zhou Wenjuan.

"What's the situation? How did you start selling antiques?"

"Don't look with your eyes, feel with your heart. The things on it are all packaged."

Zhao Chenfeng closed his eyes as if he didn't understand.

As soon as my heart calmed down, I immediately felt something different.

At this time, Li Rongtian was auctioning a rouge box from the Ming Dynasty.

But Zhao Chenfeng felt that there was a slight fluctuation of aura on the small brocade box.

Suddenly opened his eyes and said in disbelief, "Hidden weapon?"

Zhou Wenjuan nodded.

"This is the Flying Rain Soul Needle of Zhongshu Tangzhuang. It is said that three poisonous needles can shoot out thin hairs at the same time. Moreover, Tang Zhuang's poison is not something that ordinary cultivators can solve."

Zhao Chenfeng was still surprised.

The brocade box in Li Rongtian's hand has reached 1.2 billion.

And there is not the slightest sign of reaching the top.

The hidden auction is going on, but at this time, the business community in Beijing has turned up stormy waves!

After a few days of fermentation, Yip's Group officially issued a bankruptcy statement.

The statement was issued on behalf of the Board of Directors.

As for the chairman, as well as his son, he was already locked up in a psychiatric hospital at this time.

Yefeng Bank was fully taken over by Tsinghua Unigroup.

He Changtian, who was still in the hospital, was discharged immediately after seeing the news.

The Ye family's villa has been seized.

At the door of the villa, an old man with gray hair was lying alone on the side of the road.

When Crane Changtian stepped forward, Ye Gong's face was already blue and stiff.

"Poor thing, what kind of sin is this! Overnight, a huge family collapsed."

He Changtian sighed and helped Ye Gong collect the body.

In the Perak Hall Boxing Gym, Lei Heng was aggrieved in front of him, and said to his father, "Dad, I'll just go have a drink. The one surnamed Zhao took the initiative to come over to find trouble, and scolded us for not being a fart of the Lei family. Dad, you just don't care about me, and you can't care about our family's reputation."

Lei Yunkun didn't know if it was okay or not, and looked at his father beside him.

Since the last time, after Lei Tianxiang came back from the Ye family, he not only lost an arm, but also became silent.

Lei Yunkun faintly sensed that something big was wrong.

And it should be related to Zhao Chenfeng.

But his father didn't say it, and he was embarrassed to ask.

It wasn't until today that he heard that the Ye family had gone bankrupt that Lei Yunkun realized the seriousness of the matter.

"Dad, this Zhao Chenfeng is very evil. Xiao Heng and the other party have a relationship, do you think you should think of a way?"

Lei Heng hurriedly added, "Grandpa, this little bastard must teach him a lesson! At the least, we must make him a cripple, otherwise no one will dare to bully us in the future."

The corners of Lei Tianxiang's eyes twitched.

Zhao Chenfeng can

It's a practitioner...

As for the realm, Lei Tianxiang didn't dare to think about it.

Even Ye Gong didn't have a chance to make a move!

What is the fate of offending such a person, the Ye family is the best example. br>

When Lei Yunkun saw his father, his face was blue, but he didn't speak.

I guessed that Zhao Chenfeng might not be something that ordinary people could deal with.

"Dad, if it's inconvenient for you to make a move, call that one back. After all, we are a family, and now that the enemy is present, don't worry about those details."

"Okay..." Lei Tianxiang finally spoke, "I'll call him and ask him to come back from Jiangbin." Just next month, there's a boxing match. If he agrees, he can represent our Lei family."

After speaking, Lei Tianxiang got up and walked into the back room.

Lei Heng asked blankly, "Dad, who are you calling back?" Isn't it amazing?"

Lei Yunkun sneered.

"Don't worry, as long as the one is willing to help. There are few people in Kyoshi who are his opponents!"

...........……

At the auction, Zhao Chenfeng saw that the Blood Pill was packaged as carnelian in the Song Dynasty.

Starting 10,000.

After a moment of silence, people began to bid.

Zhao Chenfeng carefully observed the surroundings.

One after another, more than a dozen people had already raised signs.

However, they are all wearing masks, and they can't see their faces clearly.

Although the price is gradually increasing, fewer and fewer people are bidding.

In the end, it was sold by a woman in the front row for 640 million.

Zhao Chenfeng asked in a low voice, "There aren't many people who can take out 600 million at once, right? And it's a woman. Can you find it?"

Zhou Wenjuan looked at the shadow in the front row.

He shook his head uncertainly.

"Try it, not necessarily! However, 600 million is really not a matter in the eyes of these people at the scene. If you can't find it, you still have to find a way from Li Rongtian, what do you think?"

…… No response.

Turning his head, Zhao Chenfeng sat there motionless as if he had settled down.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Shhh

At this time, the auction was a set of embroidery boxes from the former Qing Dynasty.

Judging by the gimmick of this packaging, it is not very valuable.

The starting price quoted by Li Rongtian also proves this.

At just two million, it's arguably the cheapest lot today.

Zhou Wenjuan was puzzled, "You still embroider?"

Zhao Chenfeng's voice trembled a little.

"Feel it carefully."

Zhou Wenjuan closed her eyes, and after a moment she shook her head and said, "It's worthless."

Not only Zhou Wenjuan thinks so, but not many people are even interested in the scene.

Only one looked at the clothes, like an old man, and increased the price once.

Zhao Chenfeng asked a little anxiously, "Should I also raise a card?" Or what?"

"You didn't pay the deposit, I'll help you."

After speaking, Zhou Wenjuan held up the sign.

The old man lifted again, and Zhou Wenjuan added again.

After a few rounds, it has reached 10 million.

Zhou Wenjuan asked, "Is it worth it?"

Zhao Chenfeng nodded and spit out a word: "Plus!"

At the same time, he noticed that the old man, who had been bidding with him, whispered something to the woman next to him.

It's the woman who bought the Blood Pill just now.

Zhao Chenfeng's first thought: Do they know?

At this time, the woman in the front row also slowly turned her head to look at Zhao Chenfeng.