Although Song Feng has a good relationship with the Cao family, when it comes to acquaintances, there are only Old Man Cao and Cao Feiyan.

He is not familiar with other members of the Cao family.

After listening to Qi Lina's story, Song Feng suddenly realized.

Sure enough, where there are people, there will be fights.

Especially for the wealthy, the internal strife is more exciting than TV movies.

As a third-generation child of the Cao family, he can surpass the second-generation members and become a powerful candidate for the next head of the family, and the other elders will definitely not be convinced.

Cao Feiyan has a lot of uncles and uncles, and it is indeed a way to launch an agent to play against Cao Feiyan in front of Old Man Cao and reduce Cao Feiyan's influence as much as possible.

I just don't know what Cao Teng's personal ability is.

The auction was held at a local clubhouse.

Tonight's event is by invitation, and there are security guards standing at the door checking invitations.

Not only is the environment elegant, but the privacy is also quite good.

"Mr. Song.

At this moment, Song Feng heard someone call his name.

"You called me?

Song Feng turned around and saw a man in his thirties walking towards him.

The man said with a smile on his face: "Mr. Song, I didn't expect to meet here today, hello hello, my father Zhang Anbang, next Zhang Yunjie."

"Oh."

Song Feng suddenly realized, stretched out his hand and shook Zhang Yunjie's hand.

"It turned out to be Zhang Gongzi, hello."

"Mr. Song, thank you so much for what happened last time, my father often pronounced your name in front of me, saying that he was looking for a suitable opportunity to introduce me to you, but I didn't expect to meet here, do you say it's fate?"

"It's fate."

The other party took a bite of you, obviously wanting to take the initiative to lower his identity and make friends with Song Feng.

For this kind of person who takes the initiative to show goodwill, Song Feng will not put on any shelf, and politely chatted with Zhang Yunjie.

"It turns out that Miss Qi is also here, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Zhang Yunjie saw Qi Lina who got out of the car, and greeted Qi Lina with a smile.

"Hello Gongzi Zhang."

Qi Lina has met Zhang Yunjie twice on other occasions.

Although the relationship is not good, it can be regarded as an acquaintance.

Zhang Yunjie proposed, "Mr. Song, why don't we go in together?"

"It's fine."

Song Feng didn't put up any shelves, and followed the two of them inward with a smile.

On the way, Qi Lina said: "Zhang Gongzi, I heard my grandfather and father say that you are a person who understands life very well, and in your spare time, you either go abroad for vacation, or go to a suburban manor to fish and grow vegetables, and rarely appear in commercial activities.

"Miss Qi, don't mention it, my good days are over."

Zhang Yunjie told the two half-jokingly, half-distressedly.

Since Zhang Anbang and Smith ran the chip factory, all the things at hand were handed over to Zhang Yunjie.

Zhang Yunjie is Zhang Anbang's only son, his father has something to do, and he naturally has to be a son.

The miscellaneous work of the group is now in charge of Zhang Yunjie.

As Qi Lina said, Zhang Yunjie is an optimist, and rarely attends social events full of red tape.

More time for leisure and entertainment.

Walking into the clubhouse, Zhang Yunjie took out half an inkstone from his bag.

"Mr. Song, I heard my father say that in addition to being a doctor, you are also very experienced in appraising antiques, I wonder what you think of this inkstone?"

"It's good stuff."

Song Feng took half of the inkstone, put it in front of him to look at it carefully, and commented: "Judging from the texture of this inkstone, it is something from the Northern Song Dynasty, with exquisite workmanship and exquisite materials, it is not for the palace, but also for celebrities and artists, dignitaries."

"In terms of quality, the inkstone is very well maintained, and the current market price is about 8 million."

"Mr. Song,

As my father said, you have a great ability to identify antiques."

"You're right, this is an inkstone in the late Northern Song Dynasty, and the owner is the famous Mr. Dongpo."

Hearing Mr. Dongpo's words, Qi Lina interjected, "Mr. Zhang, the Mr. Dongpo you are talking about is Su Dongpo, a great writer of the Northern Song Dynasty, right?"

"Exactly."

Zhang Yunjie said with a smile: "Tonight's auction is charitable, I am a person who plays the world, and I don't have any valuables on me, my father specially handed me this half of the inkstone, and asked me to take it as a charity auction."

"All the money from the auction goes to charity."

After more than ten minutes of contact, Song Feng found that Zhang Yunjie was different from the common rich children.

spoke very politely, and did not have the arrogance of a wealthy child.

Chatting with him, Song Feng had a very comfortable feeling.

If you have anything to say, you don't have to hide it, let alone play dumb riddles.

Zhang Yunjie frankly admits that he has little interest in running a business.

But after all, he was born in a wealthy family and has this identity, even if he is no longer interested, some things can only be done hard.

Song Feng nodded.

This is the so-called people in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves.

Born with a golden spoon in his mouth. Some things are always out of your mind.

The daughters of the wealthy families have lived a life of opening their mouths with food and stretching out their hands with clothes since they were children, but correspondingly, their lives are not controlled by themselves.

Many daughters of wealthy families are unable to choose their favorite lovers, and eventually have to marry another wealthy family according to the family arrangement.

This is the marriage of a wealthy family.

The male members are not much better.

If you want to gain a firm foothold in the family, you must contribute to the family or the group.

"Young Master Cao, he is the famous Song Feng, I heard that he has a very good relationship with your cousin."

In the distance, the two men looked at Song Feng and his party not far away with complicated expressions.

One of the shorter men took the initiative to mention the relationship between Song Feng and Cao Feiyan.

The other man snorted coldly and said, "Sun Haiyang, the next time you speak, I thought about it, he has a good relationship with my cousin, it doesn't mean that he has a good relationship with our Cao family."

"Yes, yes, what Young Grandpa Cao said is, look at my mouth."

The rich kid named Sun Haiyang patted his face lightly and said with a smile: "Young Master Cao, I heard that your old man is also impressed by him, if you get in touch with him, maybe your status in the eyes of your old man will be even further."

"I'm a good person, and I don't care about not dealing with this kind of villain."

The tall man is none other than Cao Teng, who is playing against Cao Feiyan.

The man next to him is named Sun Haiyang, who is Cao Teng's follower and friend.

The more the other party praised Song Feng, the more angry Cao Teng became.

He knows better than Sun Haiyang that Song Feng, Cao Feiyan, and Old Man Cao have a good relationship.

If you deal with Song Feng, those uncles, aunts and aunts who support you behind you will definitely have other ideas.

thinks that Cao Teng wants to take refuge in Cao Feiyan.