It is obviously a set of Xiangbaoli's latest fashion haute couture, worn on Fang Zongtang, but it gives people a very domineering and calm feeling.

In particular, the pocket watch hanging in the front of her placket is more like an old-fashioned family member.

Not to mention, the two people standing behind her on the left and right to escort her, one is the richest man known to everyone in Xiangjiang, and the other is an antique dealer upstart whose net worth has risen rapidly in recent years.

These two people are both people who occupy leading positions in their respective industries, but now they are like bodyguards, following behind Fang Zongtang left and right.

The younger generation can't see it, and the older generation has vicious eyes, and they recognize the rules that can't be side by side at a glance.

The rules handed down from the old generation, when the family is in front, the entourage is behind, and those who are closer stand in the front. The unapproachable stand in the back.

She is a young woman, why did she let the two leading figures bend their waists?

Sharp-eyed people can see that the three of them don't seem to be awkward at all, and this kind of walking formation seems to have gone through many years, and they are used to it.

When the auction house manager saw Fang Zongtang's style, he even forgot about the two people behind him, and quickly focused on leading her to the seat and arranging her first.

"Mrs. Song, this is your seat, would you like to adjust it?" There is a private room on the second floor. ”

Song Yi pulled out the chair, and she sat down with a smile.

"No, you can see it clearly here."

The manager of the auction house hurriedly turned his head and asked Song Yi and Chen Zhen's opinions.

Song Yi had no opinion, pulled out the stool and sat down on Fang Zongtang's right hand.

Chen Zhen has an idea.

"Help me move the chair to this table!"

The seats were all arranged in advance after asking the opinions of the guests, and the manager did not dare to make his own decisions.

"I have to ask Mr. Song and Mrs. Song about this, if they don't agree, we can't do anything."

Fang Zongtang was looking around, and just as he was about to turn his head, he heard Chen Zhen ask, "Sister Zong, can I sit at your table?" ”

Song Yi looked over expressionlessly.

She thought what was going on.

"It's such a big table, you can sit if you want."

There was no need for the manager to ask someone to move the stool, Chen Zhen went happily by himself.

After the others left, Song Yi spoke.

"He's not clean. We'd better not get too close to him. ”

She put away her smile and looked at him with a blank face.

"Do you want me to go over and sit with him?"

Song Yi was annoyed in his heart, and hurriedly said, "I don't mean anything else, don't misunderstand." ”

She grimaced, her fingers tapping the back of her other hand back and forth.

Song Yi saw her like this in his eyes and chuckled in his heart.

"It's all cold dishes here, I'll ask if there's any hot food and let them serve some." After he finished speaking, he looked at Fang Zongtang cautiously.

The latter was silent for two seconds, not knocking on the back of his hand.

"Go ahead, talk later, pay attention!"

Song Yi hurriedly got up to find someone.

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Chen Zhen came back with a chair and sat on Fang Zongtang's left hand side.

"Sister Zong, where is Brother Song?"

Fang Zongtang picked up chopsticks and picked up a piece of snack.

"He's going to the kitchen to get a hot dish."

Chen Zhen was stunned for a moment, and quickly smiled.

"Brother Song is as thoughtful as before!"

She laughed and didn't speak.

Chen Zhen looked left and right and leaned towards her.

"Sister Zong, Brother Song is a little different from ten years ago, you should be careful."

She raised her eyebrows and looked over, a little wondering, what he said differently, what was different.

"I left for ten years and forgot something. I trust you very much, and you hurry up and tell me about him while he hasn't come back yet. ”