After Kunyun spoke, the two people around him also scolded the waiter.

"Do you know who I am?" The waiter looked unhappy.

"Isn't it just a waiter, it's better than collecting rags, it's not your right to speak." Kunyun pouted disdainfully, then looked at He Zi'an, stretched out his hand and said, "Take it." ”

"It seems that I have to teach you what it means to be glorious in labor." He Zi'an planned to ignore the people watching from the periphery and take action to put down all three of them.

Kunyun and the three thought they would eat him, but when they saw him clenching his fists and sneering, a scrap who picked up rags for a living and drank all day long still wanted to fight.

"Let me do it, I can bring it down with one finger." The short one took the initiative to ask for help.

The tall man was afraid that the benefits would be less after that, so he rolled up his sleeves silently.

"Mr. Ho."

At this moment, a tall woman in professional attire came out of the door.

Everyone looked over in unison.

The woman walked down the steps quickly, walked in front of the waiter, stretched out her hand and slapped her, and said, "I gave a special explanation last night, Mr. He came over this morning to report as soon as possible, but you neglected the distinguished guest, who gave you the guts." ”

"Sister, I..." the waiter covered his face to explain.

"Shut up." The woman scolded, and then bent down with He Zi'an and said, "I am Huang An'an, the manager of Quanxiu Pavilion, and I am here to solemnly apologize to Mr. He on behalf of all the directors of the board of directors." ”

During this time, Kunyun and the three of them turned pale.

"It's not that serious." He Zi'an waved his hand casually.

"The museum has prepared a private room for Qiangua and is waiting for Mr. He to come." Huang Anan said.

The ticket price of Quanxiu Hall corresponds to different levels, but the highest level of private rooms named after gossip cannot be bought with money, and they have to have a status in the circle, at least the level of the Jiangdong Lin family.

Therefore, Kunyun and the three of them understood that Huang An'an was scolding the waiter just now, but he was actually scolding himself, and his whole body was trembling.

"Just now he scolded your own brother, who is not even as good as picking up garbage." He Zi'an pointed at Kunyun and said.

Hearing this, Kun Yun's soul was scared away.

If the waiter is Huang An'an's younger brother, it is not the son of the chairman of Quanxiu Pavilion, the son of the first person in Min Hai's whole body antiques, and he just slapped the big guy in the face.

Huang An'an glanced at He Zi'an, a trace of strangeness flashed in his eyes, and then he looked at the waiter and said, "It must be this little ghost who took the initiative to annoy others." ”

This meant that things should be calm, so the three of Kunyun hurriedly licked their smiling faces and said hello.

"Today's business is a lot of inseparable, and after that, An An personally apologized to several gentlemen." Huang Anan turned around and smirked.

The three of Kunyun had already been pulled out of the quagmire of interests, knowing that they were polite, and hurriedly said something innocuous with a smile, so as not to be taken advantage of by He Zi'an to settle accounts, and there would be no place to die when the time came.

However, He Zi'an didn't have that idea at all, and his eyes drifted out of the square at this moment.

Talking to the waiter just now, I originally used Huang An'an's name to suppress it, after all, it was too uncomfortable to be followed by people from different forces every day.

At this moment, the watchman who is hiding in the shadows or pretending to be a passerby is pounding in his heart.

To be able to open one of the 'gossip' private rooms of the Quanxiu Pavilion, it is not Huang An'an who can decide, it must be the board of directors.

Some people directly suspected that He Zi'an was the closed disciple of the big man, while others guessed that he was an illegitimate child, so he didn't dare to think anything, so he sent someone to report to his peak as soon as possible.

……

At this end, He Zi'an leaned close to the waiter's ear and whispered: "Help me take care of the tricycle, and invite you to dinner when I get back, and by the way, I will teach you how to be a really unproductive rich second generation." ”

The waiter was stunned for a moment, then nodded silently.

Subsequently.

At the invitation of Huang An'an, He Zi'an carried a woven bag on his shoulder and entered the gate.

"Mr. He has an old grudge against those people?" Huang Anan asked.

He Zi'an knew Huang An'an very well, and knew that the other party was asking why he wanted to expose the identity of the waiter, so he said casually: "Chance encounter." ”

"The Huang family won't let him go outside and break in by himself." Huang Anan simply picked it out.

Neither of them spoke, and walked through the long corridor over the ancient buildings to the third floor, which was built around the auction hall.

There are a total of 36 boxes on the third floor, eight of which are special private rooms that cannot be bought with money.

The room is 50 square meters, a small Chinese-style decoration private room, one of the walls is equipped with floor-to-ceiling glass that can enjoy the panoramic view of the whole one-way transparency.

He Zi'an sat down on the main seat.

Huang Anan picked up the materials bound into books on the table, held them in both hands and said: "This is the auction item that has been set for this time, Mr. He can say if he has any questions." ”

"Thank you." He Zi'an took the book.

"What would Mr. He want the museum to arrange for that object?" Huang Anan asked respectfully.

He Zi'an threw the book on the table, opened the woven bag that was casually thrown on the ground, took out a wooden box the size of a shoebox and put it on the table, opened and took out one of the small boxes, and said, "This is the object." ”

Huang Anan half-knelt down and opened it carefully.

Inside the box is a dog-like head the size of a two-finger curve.

"I'm sorry." After Huang Anan apologized, he pulled out the small drawer next to the table.

The drawer contained a magnifying glass, tweezers and other tools needed to identify antiques, Huang Anan took gloves and put them on, and then took the magnifying glass to observe the objects.

At the same time, in the box between Kun Gen, Lin Guogong stood respectfully, and on the side of the Taishi chair facing outside, there was a middle-aged man, who was none other than Lin Jianjun, the contemporary third-in-command of the Lin family.

"You said that kid entered the Qiangua?"

"Yes." Lin Guo's face was solemn, "Huang An'an from the Quanxiu Pavilion personally went out to greet him." ”

Lin Jianjun's face was ugly, and he said: "That kid who picks up rags doesn't understand the rules, even the Huang family wants to slap my Lin family in the face!" ”

Lin Jianjun has been very uncomfortable in the past two days, if it weren't for so many pairs of eyes staring, He Zi'an would have been arrested.

"Uncle is angry, I feel ......"

"My Lin family's face has been disgraced by you, and when you go back to Jiangdong, your grandfather will blame, you can't eat and walk around, and there are still fantasies." Lin Jianjun scolded.

Lin Guo hurriedly bowed his head and apologized, and at the same time hated He Zi'an to death in his heart, thinking that when the limelight passed, he must return it a hundred times.

"Go, let Huang Anan come to see me, I want to see what qualifications a person who picks up rags is qualified to enter the Qiangua." Lin Jianjun couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

Lin Guo was ordered to leave.

At this moment, all the boxes where people are stationed are talking about He Zi'an.

Wang Dashan also spent money to open a fifth-level box, and five masters, including Kunyun, gathered together.

The fifth-level box is in the hall on the first floor, but it is blocked by a half-person-high screen style, which is actually the level of ordinary members, but through Kunyun's personal experience, the masters are also fortunate to know that He Zi Anjin 'Qiangua' private room, and they all looked up at the third floor.

The glass is now in a one-way state, and you can't see what's going on inside at all.

"What to do?" An old man asked.

"Let's just say that the kid can't see him when he enters the Qiangua private room."

"Just the director of a township supply and marketing office, does he have the ability to understand the Qiangua private room?"

"Then I didn't touch anyone."

Except for Kunyun. The other four all spoke, intending to work but not to contribute.