Ye Jinquan let out a sneer with disdain on his face.

"Ye started his business at the age of seventeen, and now it has been more than thirty years, and he has never seen any ups and downs."

"I don't know how many people I have seen like you, and if I had to be scared of everyone, I would have scared myself to death."

Hearing this, Zhou Ying's agent suddenly ran out of ideas.

Ye Jinquan made up his mind to cancel the cooperation.

Zhou Ying threatened: "Mr. Ye, do you really want to give up all the benefits I brought to your group for the sake of this kid?" ”

"My assistant, I'll talk to you about compensation."

After speaking, Ye Jinquan said politely: "Mr. Song, Young Master Tang, I'll send you back to the city." ”

"I'm sorry for you."

The two then returned to the city by car.

"Brother-in-law, can you go in with me?"

After a while, the two stood outside the gate of the Tang family.

Tang Yuning looked at Song Feng timidly.

Don't even think about it, you're bound to encounter a storm when you go in.

After his sister reprimanded herself, the elders in the family would not let him go.

Song Feng patted Tang Yuning's shoulder.

"Men are responsible for what they do, go in."

"Brother-in-law, please."

Song Feng was not interested in taking this thunder for Tang Yuning.

Moreover, although Tang Yuning is in his twenties, he is still very immature.

I always like to make trouble outside, so it's good to let him suffer a little, at least he knows what he can do and what he can't do.

It's no problem to go out and travel.

But flaunting your wealth in other people's land and making all kinds of eye-catching actions is tantamount to asking for trouble for yourself.

Seeing that Song Feng refused to help, Tang Yuning dragged his heavy steps and slowly walked towards the gate of the villa.

When Tang Yuning entered, Song Feng stopped a car and returned to Song's house.

A few days passed in a flash.

On this day, Song Feng left the company and was about to drive back, and just went downstairs and ran into Tang Yuning.

"I said you kid, you can't stay at home well, why did you run back again?"

Song Feng didn't have a good airway.

"My sister asked me to come to you."

Tang Yuning said hurriedly.

"Xiao Yun asked you to come?"

Song Feng was stunned for a moment and said, "It's so decent, why did your sister let you come to me." ”

"One is for me to apologize to you, and the other is for me to give this thing to you."

Tang Yuning took out two invitations from the car.

This is an invitation to an antique auction, and the time is an hour later.

Song Feng took the invitation and looked at it twice.

The antique auction is not large, but judging from the photos of the lots, there are a lot of good things.

Song Feng raised his head and said, "Your sister won't let me go with you, right?" ”

"Brother-in-law, you're so smart."

Tang Yuning smiled and said: "My sister said that I should have more contact with you, and learn from you how to be a person and how to behave in a person." ”

"Learn a little more about antiques."

Song Feng nodded.

It is estimated that Tang Xiaoyun has no choice.

She has to be busy with the company's affairs and other things by herself, and it is difficult to spare energy to correct Tang Yuning's bad problems.

That's fine.

Since Tang Xiaoyun has asked for herself, Song Feng can't stand idly by.

"You come with me, but there are three chapters of the law."

Song Feng straightened his face and said, "First, when you arrive at the auction, you are not allowed to shout, let alone take the initiative to cause trouble. ”

"Brother-in-law, don't worry, I will listen to you whatever you say, don't say it's the three chapters of the law, three hundred is no problem."

"It's a good promise, every time you can't control your mouth."

Song Feng scolded twice, got into Tang Yuning's car, and went to a local club.

This is where tonight's mini-auction takes place.

Soon after the two entered the clubhouse, the auction officially began.

"Brother-in-law, you see, there are so many people bidding for that thing, why don't we bid?"

The auction went on for a while, and a Tang Sancai from the Tang Dynasty appeared on the stage.

Many guests raised their hands to bid, but Song Feng seemed to be an old monk.

Instead of bidding, he even closed his eyes.

Song Feng said speechlessly: "Since you know that it is Tang Sancai, you still persuade me to pay for it." ”

"Is it bad luck for me?"

"Brother-in-law, what does Tang Sancai have to do with bad luck?"

Tang Yuning was confused.

"Because your surname is Tang, you don't even know the most basic knowledge."

Song Feng suddenly felt that Tang Xiaoyun had found a big trouble for himself.

Even Tang Sancai didn't know anything, so Tang Yuning urged himself to bid.

The Tang family also ran an antique business.

This kind of shallow knowledge is really too lazy to explain.

"Brother-in-law, just tell me."

"Okay, okay, don't pester me, I'll tell you."

Song Feng opened his eyes and said: "That Tang Sancai is a figurine, Tang Sancai itself is a ceramic used as a funeral object in the Tang Dynasty, and the form is mainly animals, this kind of human figurine Tang Sancai replaces the ancient human martyrdom." ”

"Among all the funeral goods, the figurines Tang Sancai are the worst."

"If you don't say if you buy it at home, you will feel unlucky, as long as you see it, you will feel annoyed, and this thing is still a fake, do you think I will buy it?"

"Brother-in-law, there are so many doorways here?"

Tang Yuning shouted.

"Be quiet."

Song Feng patted Tang Yuning's head and said, "Just know that it's fake, if you shout, not only will you offend the surrounding guests, but even the organizer will offend you." ”

As soon as Tang Sancai brought it to the table, Song Feng could see that it was fake.

This kind of thing is given away for free, and Song Feng will not ask for it.

The two of them were talking, and the auction continued.

In the end, Tang Sancai was bought for one million.

Seeing that the buyer who bought Tang Sancai was a man with a wide body and a fat body, Tang Yuning secretly smiled.

"Brother-in-law, this guy looks like a nouveau riche at first glance, and he spent so much money to buy a fake, or the kind of fake that is used as a funeral item, I feel sorry for him."

"You won't be pitied."

Song Feng sneered: "If I don't tell you, it is estimated that in a while, you kid will also join the auction." ”

"If you want to take this thing home, your sister has to turn her face with you."

"I guess your grandfather can kick you out of the house with a cane."

"Hey, hey, it seems like that's the case."

Tang Yuning laughed twice, hiding his embarrassment.

"Don Jr., what are you laughing at?"

A hand was placed on Tang Yuning's shoulder.

Tang Yuning looked back and said unexpectedly, "Uncle Li, when did you come over?" ”

"Why didn't I see you just now?"

"I was a little delayed, and I didn't come in until more than ten minutes after the auction went on."

Behind Tang Yuning with his hand was a middle-aged man in his forties who was about to reach fifty.

He was wearing a well-fitting suit with a warm smile on his face.

"Hey, isn't this Young Master Song."

The man turned his gaze and greeted Song Feng with a smile.

"It turned out to be Mr. Li, hello."

Song Feng shook hands with the middle-aged man.