"No, what I want is that you do it the old way."

Feng Zixin sneered, "Do you think you are still the old Jiang Yanwan?"

If it was Jiang Yanwan in the past, she would not have to pay any price with Gu Changcun to get this Galaxy project.

But now, Gu Changcun doesn't know her at all.

"You are Fu Xue, not Jiang Yanwan."

Feng Zixin said coldly again, "Last time you got the greenfield project for Huo Jinming, just because you talked to Gu Changcun. This time, you want to help me get the Galaxy project."

As for the so-called price.

Feng Zixin sneered again.

For Fu Xue now, it was just a physical transaction, could it be called a price?

Listening to what he said, Fu Xue closed her eyes and nodded slightly.

After the scolding on the Internet subsided, Jian Yao's life also returned to the calmness of the past. She continued to pick up and drop off Xiao Yuchen without encountering any obstacles.

Those reporters knew that this breaking news was over, and they didn't dare to disturb her life again.

Of course, what she didn't know was that there were still reporters who didn't know what to do and wanted to chase and intercept her, but they were dealt with by Bai Yuan and An Hua before they got close to her car.

Ling Yuan's body also recovered very quickly. After he was discharged from the hospital, the first thing he did was to find Huo Jinming and ask him to hold an auction.

Only the authentic works of Master Ping will be sold in this auction.

In fact, the so-called authentic work was the one he showed to Feng Zixin last time, but after getting the original work back, he purposely asked someone to make it old.

Otherwise, the goods are the same twice, and everyone can easily see the same things.

Jian Yao did not go to the auction, she was not interested in this auction, on the day of the auction, she took her drawing board and went to the seashore in the west of Haicheng.

Her design has reached the final stage, as long as she breaks through the design barrier, she can come up with good works.

Of course, Bai Yuan and others were protecting her by her side.

The auction was held by the Huo family, Huo Jinming personally presided over it, Song Guiqin and Huo Tianxiong sat in charge, and Ling Yuan even went on stage to explain his authentic works.

The well-known collectors still swarmed in, and the oil tycoon from last time was also there.

When he saw Ling Yuan standing on the high platform, the oil tycoon naturally stepped forward and gave him a hug.

"Mr. Ling Yuan, I've wanted to meet you for a long time, but your health has been bad, what a coincidence."

He smiled honestly, "I heard that Mr. Ling Yuan has been in some trouble recently. It's because some people on the Internet are gossiping. Would you like me to help you?"

For his verbal politeness, Ling Yuan just smiled and perfunctory.

Huo Jinming was standing beside Ling Yuan. He had just removed the red cloth from the round platform when he heard a commotion in the arena.

Looking in the direction of the commotion, Feng Zixin and Fu Xue found a seat in the venue surrounded by a group of bodyguards.

They're here too?
Ling Yuan sent the oil tycoon away and returned to Huo Jinming's side, "It seems that they are also here to make trouble."

Last time they made Feng Zixin and Fu Xue's wishful thinking come to naught, but this time they also came, so it might not be a good show.

"Let them make trouble."

Huo Jinming's eyes were cold, but his tone was very calm, "Take it as an excerpt from the auction."

Otherwise, it would be boring to just hold an auction.

Seeing that he didn't take it seriously, and knowing that he had made all the preparations, Ling Yuan nodded slightly, and said no more.

But what surprised them was that the auction went smoothly this time, and the authentic work of Master Ping was finally sold by the oil tycoon at a price of [-] million yuan, which was paid on the spot.

And Feng Zixin and Fu Xue just sat there and watched, without speaking or doing anything else at all.

What kind of key are they selling in the gourd?
Huo Jinming and Ling Yuan didn't understand the unusual calmness of the two of them, so they simply stopped paying attention.

What they didn't expect was that Feng Zixin and Fu Xue paid attention to someone else.

"Did you see that man?"

Feng Zixin pointed to Fuxue gently at a man sitting in the fourth row of the venue, "He is Gu Changcun."

Following his fingers to look, Fu Xue could hardly believe her eyes.

"It's him?"

She asked in a small voice in surprise, "I remember that he was not like this back then."

She also met Gu Changcun when she was working on the greenfield project, so it was less than a year.

At that time, Gu Changcun was a handsome man with a good figure. Although his hair was a little sparse due to work problems, it was not obvious after using hairspray.

At that time, Gu Changcun could still be called a handsome man.

But not to mention his bald head now, his stomach has grown a lot, his skin has become darker, and his bags under his eyes are also big.

The well-proportioned figure in the past has also become fatter and blessed a lot, as if he has aged ten years in an instant.

He is no longer a so-called boy, but an uncle who is unrecognizable when he is thrown in the crowd.

"After hearing the news of your death, he was completely depressed."

Feng Zixin sneered, "Now he only knows how to eat, drink and have fun, using the power in his hands to keep embezzling and earning money for his own enjoyment. He is completely a fool."

"yes."

Fu Xue's eyes wandered, "That's really a pity."

What a pity, she herself did not understand.

"Another man who changed because of his feelings."

Feng Zixin glanced at her, "Actually, what's so good about a relationship, like Gu Changcun, the goddess she's been thinking about is now ready to throw herself into his arms, not because of the power in his hands."

He has no feelings, so he is very disdainful of any feelings in this world.

Only money and influence are the most real things.

His goal is to defeat the Huo family so that he can make his group bigger in Haicheng!

Fu Xue didn't agree with Feng Zixin's theory, nor did she pay attention to it. She just lowered her head and stopped thinking about it.

If you haven't experienced that kind of heart-piercing love, you won't understand it.

After the auction ended, Feng Zixin immediately got up and followed Gu Changcun, and Fu Xue followed him silently, her eyes were filled with desolation.

Huo Jinming has been paying attention to the two of them. Seeing them get up and leave, he immediately strode up.

"President Feng, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

His voice was deep and cold, and he was tall. He happened to block the way of the two of them one after the other with Ling Yuan, "The auction has just ended, why don't you sit here?"

Seeing him coming up to block the way, Feng Zixin was anxious, but it didn't show on his face.

"No."

He smiled and said to Huo Jinming, "Congratulations to Mr. Huo for the success of the auction. We still have to rush to meet our old friend, so I won't talk to you."

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