Zhao Cheng glanced up at the other party.

The person who came was a man in his thirties, with an average appearance, but a very friendly smile.

Chen Liang ******, and the whole person looks polite.

"Okay, Mr. Zhao, no, how can I help you." Chen Liang said and glanced at Zhao Cheng secretly.

First of all, no matter how the other party is dressing, just this calm and unhurried temperament, with his many years of looking at people, he knows that this man is not simple.

Zhao Cheng glanced at him and said lightly, "I personally entrust the auction of things, and there is no appointment." ”

"Okay, I don't know what Mr. Zhao is selling, but he needs to be identified?"

Zhao Cheng didn't speak, just took a wrench from his finger, "Antiques, worth more than 30 million, you can identify them first." ”

When the lobby manager heard this, he took a deep breath.

I nodded secretly in my heart, and it was really a big customer.

"Mr. Zhao, please come here."

"We need to do an appraisal first, you can rest assured, we are all public appraisals, and we also record the video, which can ensure the safety of your property."

"Okay." Zhao Cheng nodded, followed Chen Liang into the elevator, and walked all the way towards the appraisal office on the third floor.

……

Song Qing slept for a long time, and when he woke up, he didn't know what time it was.

At this time, the wind outside is blowing very strongly, and you can still hear the sound of the window glass being blown.

Song tilted his head lightly and glanced out the window, then rubbed his eyes, turned over and sat up.

At this time, the sky outside the window was overcast, making the room that should have been bright a little dark.

"Whew-"

The wind was blowing a little strongly, and Song Qing couldn't help frowning as he looked at the gloomy sky.

It's going to rain.

It hasn't rained for almost a week.

Song tilted his head and glanced at his side, and Zhao Yu was gone.

It's good, this father and son get up so early every day, but they are like a salted fish with no pursuits.

Habitually, he reached under the pillow and took out his phone to look at the time.

9：11。

Looking at the time, the corners of Song Qing's mouth twitched, she slept until half past nine.

Song Qing stretched his waist and then turned over and sat on the edge of the bed, and after stretching his feet and putting on slippers, Song Qing stood up and walked to the window to blow a cool breeze.

The wind blew through Song Qing and instantly felt a lot sober, the most comfortable season of the year is autumn.

Looking at the falling leaves outside, Song Qing stretched out his hand and closed the window, and as soon as the window closed, the room instantly became quiet.

Even the wind outside was quiet.

Song Qing walked to the door, locked the door, and then returned, came to the closet and began to change clothes.

Today's Song Qing wore ripped jeans and a pale yellow long-sleeved T-shirt. After changing her clothes, she went into the bathroom and began to wash up......

And after Song came out after washing, it slowly began to rain outside, and the rain was blown away by the wind, which was in response to that sentence.

Song Qing walked to the side of the bed and reached out to pick it up from the bed and looked at the time.

9：27。

Song glanced at the time and walked towards the bedroom door with his mobile phone. While walking, I didn't forget to open WeChat and take a habitual look.

At this time, she had a few more messages on WeChat, all of which were sent by her brother.

Song Qing's younger brother Song Chi has a good relationship with Song Qing.

I still contact her every once in a while to send a message, but because he is busy with his studies now, he has very little time to contact.

Song Qing couldn't help but chuckle as he looked at the message sent by his brother.

"This kid still knows how to send me a message."