Ren Wanxuan didn't understand why Ren Qian was biased towards Bai Qi, just because Bai Qian was good-looking and lucky?

Beside her, Chen Zhu also looked at the painting quietly.

Hearing Ren Wanxuan's speech, she nodded invisibly.

Ji Heng knocked on the cigarette stick, he withdrew his gaze from the auction hall, and glanced at Ren Wanxuan again, then lowered his voice and said helplessly to Bai Qian: "Nonsense, don't comment nonsense." ”

Although Ren Wanxuan's tone is not good, there is one thing that is not nonsense, if other people or fans hear Bai Qi's words.

The Bai family, although they are not the current stars, find a random child on the road, and 50% know them.

At that time, Bai Qian will really be sprayed to death by netizens.

Bai Qi: "...... Oh. ”

Calligraphy needs to pay attention to verve, she was in a state when she wrote, but she was still young at the time, and she was still practicing the state of hanging her wrist.

Every day, I hang a brick on my right hand to practice calligraphy, and my pen is far less stable than it is now.

Liang Zewen sighed when she finished writing it at that time, it would have been better if she had written this character a few years later.

"Everyone has a different opinion," Ren Qian put down the teacup and played a round, "Let's look at the bidding first." ”

Ren Qian smiled, he glanced at the sharp white man, and shook his head secretly in his heart.

In the end, he is too young, but he shouldn't mention these in front of Bai Qi, the Ji family doesn't seem to understand Liang Ti, calligraphy needs some artistic thresholds, and what is the difference between Bai Qi and playing the piano to the cow.

And outside.

The people on the first and second floors are all ready to move.

The bidding has reached 80 million, but no one has yet made a bid on the third floor.

"81 million." The people on the second floor bid again.

"100 million." The middle-aged speaker on the third floor sounded.

This sound made Ren Qian sit up straight.

Ren Wanxuan and Chen Zhu also glanced at each other, she glanced at Bai Qi, and then lowered her voice, "Is that Chen Ju?" ”

Chen shook his head and did not look away.

This kind of authentic work with a heavy history was photographed back for private collection, and they can only take a second look at it now.

Although the Chen family and the Ren family bought the invitation letter, they didn't expect Chen Ju to get another invitation letter somewhere in the end, and the two of them couldn't get Chen Ju's favor.

**

Third floor.

Chen Ju held the handle in his hand and stared intently at the middle auction table.

"120 million."

Prices are getting higher and higher.

Chen Ju couldn't hold back, and looked at the man sitting in the middle, "Jiang Shao, our lord said, this time, you, can you support our Chen family a little, the old man said that as long as you help this time, ......"

The Chen family raised a bunch of people, and the little money in the family was used as military salaries.

Don't look at the fact that there is a private museum, in fact, at least something that needs a little money, basically Old Man Chen has to show an old face to cry poor with the Jiang family.

This time is not unexpected.

Chen Ju originally thought about how to invite this person over, but he didn't expect that it didn't take much effort.

Jiang Fuli sat casually in the middle of the sofa, his long legs elegantly overlapped, his eyes staring at the auction table, his slender fingers on the back of the sofa, noble and cold.

Hearing this, Slow Strip glanced at him.

Chen Ju looked at him with an eager face.

Jiang Fuli retracted his gaze and looked at the auction table again.

He didn't study much calligraphy, just the words on the booth, there was a faint sense of familiarity, his fingertips lightly tapped the sofa, and after a long silence, he gave Ming Dongheng a look.

Ming Dongheng sat on the far right, he pressed the button, and bid without blinking, "Two hundred million." ”

1st floor, 2nd floor, 3rd floor: owner: "......"

Chen Ju bit his fingers and looked at Ming Dongheng with a very envious and very loser look, can you not say "200 million" as "two pieces".

Ming Dongheng looked back at Chen Ju, and his cool eyes seemed to ask him what was wrong.

Chen Ju retracted his gaze.

Really, why is the Jiang family so rich.

He's really, so envious.

Of course, this handwriting was finally taken into the pocket by Jiang, and 200 million is still a matter of consideration for most people on the field, but for the Jiang family, the richest man in Asia, it is just a matter of one sentence.

The tall and elegant auctioneer strikes the final blow.

Chen Ju, who had been staring at him, finally breathed a sigh of relief, he resisted the urge to immediately let the people in the auction house deliver the goods, and thanked Jiang Fuli: "Thank you, Jiang Shao." ”

Jiang Fuli retracted his gaze unhurriedly, his expression remained unchanged, his narrow eyes were slightly raised, and he asked elegantly and sincerely: "Why do you want to thank me?" ”

Chen Ju was stunned, "Of course it's because of that authentic ......"

This is the authentic work of the Bai family, or that Miss Bai's, the Chen family is so poor that they have made up enough 100 million, if it weren't for the old man's poor health and still in the hospital, he would have come to this auction in person to escort this authentic painting back to Jiangjing.

Jiang Fuli got up, nodded slightly towards Chen Ju, and was very calm: "Did I say that I took it for you?" ”

Chen Ju: "...... Yes? ”

No, isn't it?

Chen Ju looked at Jiang Fuli's cold face, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't dare to say it.

**

This is the end of the White Tiger Auction House.

The staff sent the things auctioned by Ren Qian to the box on the first floor, and Ren Qian's secretary general put the things away, and the group went out along the flow of people.

Halfway through, the Secretary-General answered the phone, "...... What? I know. ”

Ren Qian and Ji Heng walked side by side in front, the secretary general was holding his mobile phone, he glanced at Ji Heng and Bai Qi, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't want to say it beside the two.

Ren Qian saw that he wanted to speak again, and said bluntly: "What's the matter." ”

"That's Dr. Gao," the secretary general turned off his phone and lowered his voice slightly, "he promised you the ...... you requested."

"Uncle," Ren Wanxuan, who was close to the secretary general, frowned, and she interrupted the secretary general: "Let's talk about this matter when we go home." ”

Hearing Ren Wanxuan say this, Ren Qian acquiesced.

The Secretary-General said no more.

"Grandpa," Bai Qian put away her phone, she took two steps out of the door, and said goodbye to Ji Heng with low eyebrows, "I'll go back first." ”

Ji Heng looked at the flow of people with some concern, "Then be careful yourself, don't turn off your mobile phone, call me if there is anything." ”

Fortunately, today's auction on Blackwater Street is a big event, the security management is good, and there are many bodyguards along the way.

There shouldn't be any major problems.

He hesitated for a few seconds before agreeing.

"Okay." Bai Qian looked out of the door carelessly, put on the headphones again and listened to the words, didn't care what Ren Wanxuan said at all, and walked into the flow of people without hurrying.

As soon as she went out, Mao Kun, who was waiting for her at the door, saw it.

"Sister." He pulled out a cigarette and respectfully handed it to Bai Qi.

Bai Qian always looks lazy and lazy on weekdays, and seems to have infinite style, but now looking at her dark eyes that don't reveal any emotion, they are surprisingly cold.

The white vest was abrupt, thinking to himself who had offended her so unexpectedly, how could she show such an expression.

He immediately handed over a cigarette in an attempt to lighten the mood.

Bai Qi didn't like the smell of smoke, but at this time he bit the cigarette and let Mao Kun light the fire, and the scarlet tongue of fire rolled up the snow-white cigarette.

She threw the backpack in her hand to Mao Kun, her white and slender fingers were holding cigarettes, the green smoke drifted away and covered her eyebrows, and her voice was lazy: "Find a place for me to do my homework." ”

“…… Okay. Mao Kun carefully took her bag and turned to find a place.

Bai Qian was dressed in antique clothes, standing on the turbulent long street, her delicate facial features were shrouded in a thin smoke, like a classical girl who accidentally strayed into the world.

Many people frequently turned their heads and stopped, inhaling secretly.

Finally, a man couldn't help but come over and look at her with a meaningful gaze, "Little sister, why are you still here so late?" ”

Bai Qian leaned against the wall on the side of the road, tilted his head lazily, only a simple wooden hairpin on his head, and no other decorations, looking at him very casually with a cigarette in his mouth.

This turn of the head, those eyes are simply amazingly beautiful.

But it was soaked in cold.

The man couldn't help but reach out to touch her face, but was stopped by a hand, "This brother, if you want to play, it's better to find me, this kind of look is what is fun about the student girl." ”

The woman was dressed in tight black, her fingers lightly brushed the man's chest, and her bewitching eyebrows and eyes were slightly provocative.

The man looked at the white man, and then at the woman.

In the end, he still felt some danger, and then gently grabbed the woman's hand, "What you said is not without ......"

"Sister, it's at the bar last time." Mao Kun's voice came from behind.

The two people at the scene were stunned, and when they turned their heads, they saw Mao Kun coming over with a fierce look.

The man obviously knew Mao Kun, he grabbed the hand of the woman in black and couldn't help shaking, thinking that Mao Kun would also fall in love with this woman: "Mao, Mao ......"

Mao Kun walked directly through him and stopped in front of Bai Qi, "Sister, nothing happened." ”

Bai Qian bit the cigarette, stared at the man gently, and finally looked at the woman in black, "Where are you from?" ”

The woman in black was stunned for a moment, seemed to pause, and then spoke: "Xiangcheng." ”

"I know, thank you," Bai Qi snuffed out the cigarette, threw it in the trash, and then said to Mao Kun: "I'll do my homework." ”

Mao Kun was busy responding, "Sister, you go to do your homework first, and if you are noisy, someone will take you to the box." ”

Wait until she's gone.

Mao Kuncai grabbed the man's collar, "Are you blind, you want to play with my sister?!" ”

He threw the man in his hand to his subordinates and said coldly, "Deal with it." ”

The woman next to her came back to her senses and was surprised: "Mao Shao." ”

Mao Kun recognized the gorgeous woman as a bar singer, he lit a cigarette for himself, and said before leaving: "Xue Chun? Write down my number, and if there is anything in the future, come to me directly, there is no blood on this street today, you have a great credit. ”

What he is thinking about Bai Qi now can be said to be perfect.

**

It's nearly ten o'clock in the evening, and Blackwater Street is full of people.

The Ren family's car queued for a while before slowly leaving the underground parking lot.

In the business car, Ji Heng and Ren Qian sat in front.

Ji Heng held the cigarette pouch and looked out the window silently, there seemed to be a dark shadow in the afterglow, he was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said, "Stop." ”

The driver stopped the car.

Ren Qian looked at Ji Heng in surprise, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's okay," Ji Heng looked at the crowd and shook his head, "Maybe it's wrong." ”

He became silent, and the car drove out of Heishui Street again in the sea of traffic, and finally stopped at the alley entrance of Qingshui Street, and waited for Ji Heng to get out of the car and enter the alley, and then the car slowly drove towards Ren's house.

After Ji Heng left, Ren Qian asked the secretary general on the co-pilot, "Is Dr. Gao's assistant back to you?" ”

The Secretary-General nodded solemnly, "We are still renewing the private room in Wanhe Building, and I will try to make an appointment with Dr. Gao's teaching assistant as soon as possible." ”

Chen Zhu and Ren Wanxuan sat in the back seat of the business car.

He endured his doubts all the way, and when he saw them talking again, he looked at Ren Wanxuan, "The Dr. Gao you said ......"

Ren Wanxuan then spoke: "You should know that there is a big project in Xiangcheng, and there are many people from Jiangjing, and this Dr. Gao is a doctor from Jiangjing University who has just returned to China." ”

"What? Gangkyung University? Chen almost lost his voice.

There is a big project in Xiangcheng that he has only heard his parents discuss, but because the incident involves a second-level secret, he doesn't know the specific content.

Ph.D. ...... Kejiangkyo University

That little is also the existence of every national volume, how did the Ren family get in touch?

"That's right," Ren Wanxuan knew the seriousness of the matter, so she didn't let the secretary general say it in front of Bai Qi, so as not to be heard by Ji Heng and Bai Qi, "If Dr. Gao is willing to tutor us for a second or two, or recommend us to Jiangjing University......"

Xiangcheng Middle School has not produced students who have been admitted to Jiangjing University for many years.

This time, it was not easy to apply for a place in the "Jiangjing Preparatory Camp", even if Dr. Gao could not apply for the Jiangjing Preparatory Camp, nearly 20 people in their training class competed for a place, everyone was a competitor, and every after-class exercise was counted in the usual score.

These exercises are difficult for them, but for Dr. Gao, they are absolutely simple.

With Dr. Gao's help, they have an 80% chance of winning.

The Chen family was able to invite Chen Ju as a guest, and Ren Wanxuan also knew the importance of the Chen family, and there was a gap between her and Chen Shu and Ning Xiao, so she did not hide Dr. Gao's matter from Chen Shu this time.

Chen Shu also came back from his trance, and his heart was beating so fast that he was almost jumping out of his chest.

"Thank you." He looked at Ren Wanxuan fixedly and exhaled deeply.

"We are in the same group, of course, we have to advance and retreat together." Ren Wanxuan smiled, not caring.

Chen nodded.

When the teacher told him about the group, he regretted it a little at the time.

Because Ning Xiao seems to want to be in a group with Bai Qi, it is not surprising that the two of them are in the same class.

But now, he is very happy.

Fortunately, he politely declined the head teacher that night, and when Ren Wanxuan asked him the next day, he did not refuse.

Earlier, Ren Qian suddenly thought of something, and said casually: "I remember if Bai Qian is in the third year of high school like you, if you invite Dr. Gao to dinner, bring her with you." ”

Ren Wanxuan raised her head: "Take her?" Why, can she understand Dr. Gao's speech? ”