Divine Perspective: Married to President Bai Fumei

Walker's gambling skills are not bad, especially when it comes to rolling dice.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to roll out the biggest six points in the betting game before.

"Thank you for the compliment, but I will continue to work hard! One day I feel that my gambling skills are strong enough, and I will gamble with you again!" Wen Xiyu was full of fighting spirit.

Du Heng wanted to say that this has nothing to do with gambling.

This is talent!

Just like the phrase on the Internet, "How can the accumulation of generations lose to you after ten years of hard work?", I, Du Heng, have the talent that I have only acquired, why should I lose to your hard work?

Although this is quite nonsense, the overthrown dynasties of more than a dozen generations expressed their resentment.

But the reality is such a desperation.

So about these.

Du Heng finally said nothing.

It's good that Wen Xiyu is so competitive and wants to defeat him, it's better than thinking about him being her man.

Realize this.

Du Heng gradually relaxed his mentality, and he really became friends and just chatted.

Seeing this, Wen Xiyu was secretly delighted.

The more you can't get it, the more you want it.

She never gave up on Du Heng, but it didn't matter whether it was from Du Heng's side or Xu Nianqing's side, she couldn't intervene forcefully.

Now I can only be friends with Du Heng and wait for the opportunity.

Today's "accidental" coincidence.

very good!
After chatting for another five or six minutes, Wen Xiyu offered to leave.

Du Heng watched her go away.

Take a deep breath.

He could see that Wen Xiyu still seemed to be interested in him, but he also seemed to have given up on those unrealistic ideas?

Lets see.

Anyway, if you can meet as little as possible, try to meet as little as possible, it's better to avoid getting involved with this young lady.

"Du, was that your romantic debt just now?"

Walker stopped at some point, and when Wen Xiyu left, he went to the side and winked at Du Heng.

Du Heng nodded helplessly and then shook his head.

"It's attracted by my excellence, but it's not romantic debt. I have never had a relationship with her beyond the limit."

"You really don't behave like you should at your age."

Walker sighed.

"Young and rich! If I were you, I should drink the strongest wine and flirt with the most beautiful women. But you entered the grave of marriage at a young age, and lived with a woman. It's incredible."

"Everyone has their own way of life, as a human being, the most important thing is to be happy!"

"I've been having fun."

"OK, you have the final say on your own life."

The two chatted.

Du Heng saw Wen Xiyu walking back again.

"Miss Wen?"

"I forgot one thing. You should also be eligible to participate in this exchange meeting. I happen to have an extra copy of the invitation. You keep it, and it's up to you whether you go or not."

Beautiful women come and go like the wind.

Just drop an invitation.

It made both Du Heng and Walker confused.

Walker opened it curiously.

"This casino is matched with the hotel where we are staying. Tomorrow, there will be a private antique exchange meeting in the lobby on the 23rd floor."

"In the second half of the exchange meeting, the organizer will auction off a small part of his collection of antiques, Du, are you interested?"

Du Heng looked at the invitation.

The above organizers didn't know it, and the invitation card indicated that they had to show financial resources of more than [-] million before they could enter.

Du Heng was naturally interested in this.

He started out appraising antiques, and now he has capital flow. He can buy some antiques for arty collection, or resell them directly to make more money.

It's just that the invitation was sent by Wen Xiyu.

Du Heng really didn't want to have too much involvement with this young lady.

Hesitant in mind.

Du Heng asked Walker: "I can do it, Walker you decide."

Walker expressed great interest in wanting to go.

"I looked at the organizer's collection appendix. There is an oil painting of Monet's "Water Lilies". I want to buy it back and give it to the godfather."

"Then go."

"However, you'd better not raise your expectations too high. As a representative of the Impressionists, Monet is also one of the most important French painters. According to the information I have learned, all of his "Water Lilies" series have been donated to your National Museum. No private collection."

But what if?
So it's worth seeing or going.

09:30 am the next day.

Du Heng and Walker took their bodyguards and went directly from the elevator to the hall where the private antique exchange meeting was held.

Two burly men stood guard at the door.

Originally, everyone including Du Heng was expressionless, but from Walker to Chen Po to Walker's bodyguards, they all glanced back and forth with serious expressions.

He even checked and checked the invitation in Du Heng's hand.

"Please come in."

Du Heng walked in the front after entering the door, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

"Walker, I feel like I'm being despised!"

"But I have no proof."

Walker smiled and comforted: "The two guards didn't despise you, but they should have killed people and got blood on them, and felt the same kind of breath in us."

"That's why they pay special attention to the three of us."

After entering the lobby.

There is nothing to see in the venue, it is the same Chinese and elegant style as the hotel, and it is antique everywhere.

It is quite appropriate as a venue for private antique exchanges.

Not surprisingly.

Du Heng saw Wen Xiyu.

But the other party just nodded to him, and continued to talk to the young woman who was also a wealthy daughter, without any other actions.

Du Heng felt slightly relieved about this.

Guided by the welcome guests, I found a seat a little far from the central booth and sat down.

At the moment, there are twenty or thirty guests in the venue.

Most of them arrived early and participated in the first half of the exchange meeting.

Many people brought their own antiques, and they are still communicating with two or three people at the moment.

Du Heng listened attentively.

There are those who appraise each other, and some who want to buy the other's antiques on the spot and keep increasing the price, and some are arguing endlessly over the authenticity of an antique.

Since no one knew him, Du Heng decided not to get involved... Wait!
Mr. Qing?
Du Heng actually saw another familiar figure besides Wen Xiyu.

"Mr. Walker, Mr. Du, we meet again."

Mr. Qing took the initiative to come over to say hello.

"You can come here, it seems that Mr. Du knows how to identify antiques?"

Is that right for me to ask?
It turns out that you are not only good at gambling, but also good at identification?

"I understand, what about Mr. Qing?"

Du Heng asked directly.

"I also understand a little bit. There will be a small auction later in this exchange meeting, and I was invited to help my friends identify one or two."

Just about to continue the greetings.

A rich old man with gray hair walked to the booth in the center of the hall.

"The second half is about to start, Mr. Du, I will go back first, and we will talk next time when I have time."

"it is good."

Du Heng also put away his curiosity about Mr. Qing, and turned his attention to the central booth.

"Those who can sit here are all friends of my Pan Fusheng."

"Holding this antique exchange meeting today has three purposes for me. First, I have collected a lot of antiques over the years. Please help me appreciate them and point out where the fakes are."

"The second is the trouble of happiness. There are a little more antiques at home, and I want to clear the inventory."

"Boss Pan, what you said is showing off!"

There was booing from below.

Pan Fusheng waved his hands again and again: "No such intention! Absolutely no such intention!"