My Bingshanqiao President

Following Sun Tingting to the gate of the Lin Group Building, Lin Qingya was already waiting for him in the car.

Zhang Xiaochuan got into the car with a smile, and just about to say something, Lin Qingya said to Sun Tingting: "Go back, this is none of your business."

While urging Zhang Xiaochuan: "What are you thinking about, hurry up and drive."

Zhang Xiaochuan was silent for three seconds: "I won't."

"What, you can't even drive?"

Zhang Xiaochuan nodded: "It's not that I can't, I just don't have a driver's license. You give me 5 minutes, and I can learn how to drive in a while."

Lin Qingya's head was full of black lines: "You, forget it, let me drive. You are not allowed to sit next to me, get out of the way!"

Zhang Xiaochuan smiled: "Isn't it always the boss sitting behind the car? I want to protect you. You are my boss and I am your husband. This..."

Lin Qingya couldn't bear it anymore: "Shut up!"

Driving a Porsche 911 to the auction site, this is a well-qualified old auction company.

For a big client like Lin Qingya, someone was ready to welcome her on the spot.

The welcome personnel came up to open the door of the back seat of the car, and the auction manager stood at the door and bowed to pay respects: "Boss Lin..."

He bent halfway, and suddenly saw a young man getting off the back seat of the car with a smile on his face.

Judging by his clothes, it's clear that he is not a person of status.

Manager Zhao was about to lose his temper at the auction when he suddenly saw Lin Qingya, the president of the Lin Group, stepping off the driver's seat!
"Mr. Lin, why do you know how to drive the car yourself. The one behind is..."

Seeing this situation, the crowd participating in the auction was in an uproar: "What, Lin Qingya, the president of the Lin Group, personally drove this young man here?"

Lin Qingya angrily said to Manager Zhao of the auction: "I like to drive, can you control me?"

Manager Zhao nodded and bowed his head: "Yes, yes, I am talking too much. Please come with me, Mr. Lin, the VIP seat is ready for you."

The auction hall is very spacious, with hundreds of people sitting in priority.Lin Qingya's location was right in the center, with comfortable seats and tea sets on the table.

After sitting down with Zhang Xiaochuan, Lin Qingya picked up the auction list and started browsing.

Seeing her serious expression, Zhang Xiaochuan smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to be so interested in antiques."

Lin Qingya looked up at him: "No, it's not. I don't know much about antiques. This time, I came here for a bottle of medicine."

Zhang Xiaochuan became interested: "Hey, what medicine is so expensive that it can be auctioned at the auction?"

Lin Qingya's eyes wandered on the auction list, and she answered casually: "Selenium 24, a separate drug, has a special effect on heart disease."

Zhang Xiaochuan snorted: "It's for your grandfather, but I don't think there's anything wrong with that old man, and he won't die within a year or so."

To Zhang Xiaochuan's surprise, Lin Qingya shook her head: "No, it's me. I have a very serious congenital heart disease and have been taking selenium-24 since I was a child. If I didn't have this medicine, I would have died a long time ago."

"What did you say?"

Zhang Xiaochuan's face suddenly became serious, he grabbed her jade hand, and pressed his index finger on her white wrist for a while.

After a long time, Zhang Xiaochuan let go of his hand and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's nothing serious, give me some time, and I can cure you."

Lin Qingya was holding her wrist by him, seeing his serious and worried expression, inexplicably a warm current surged through her heart.

She withdrew her hand slightly, pretending to be annoyed and said, "Hmph, I thought you didn't care about anything. I didn't expect, I didn't care about me..."

Speaking of this, she couldn't continue, her face was hot, thinking that she started to care about his thoughts so easily, what's so good about this brat?
Zhang Xiaochuan didn't seem to notice anything, so he chuckled: "I'm just such a cheap wife, and I can't afford another one after my death. Don't worry, you won't die with me here."

Lin Qingya smiled slightly, and didn't say anything. As for curing her, she only thought that he was bragging to comfort herself.

While the two were talking, another group of people walked into the auction hall.

A young man in the middle is surrounded by people like stars and moons.

The people in the auction hall cast their gazes at him one after another.

This is a slightly handsome man with a moustache and a pretentious look on his face.

"It's Song Wenhao, the second son of the Song family, and he's here too!"

"Song family, which Song family are you talking about?"

"That's right, who else is there? Their family's power and status are not comparable to ordinary high-ranking officials and rich people."

Seeing him, Lin Qingya frowned, obviously a little unhappy.

Zhang Xiaochuan sensed her dissatisfaction with this person, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lin Qingya lowered her head: "This guy is very ambitious and has pursued me for a long time, and he not only wants me, but also wants to get our Lin family's property to help him in his official career."

After a pause, Lin Qingya continued: "What's even worse is that this guy is polite to people on the surface, but in fact he always uses some despicable methods secretly. Half of the tightening policies that the Lin Group is facing are due to his network It's a trick. Hey, you don't understand these things in the business and political circles."

Zhang Xiaochuan smiled slightly: "I don't think this kid is anything special."

Song Wenhao walked up to Lin Qingya, and greeted with a smile: "Miss Lin, it's a pleasure to meet you."

This guy is not as anxious to curry favor as that George.

Lin Qingya coughed and pretended not to see it.

Song Wenhao seemed to be used to this kind of treatment, he smiled and prepared to sit down beside him.

Zhang Xiaochuan said: "Don't sit down!"

Song Wenhao glanced at him: "Who are you, can you control me?"

Zhang Xiaochuan smiled: "I just kindly give you a suggestion, it's best not to sit down next to me."

"Hmph, what a joke, do I, Song Wenhao, still need to listen to your instructions? I want to see, I will sit down and..."

Click!

He sat down, and the mahogany chair was smashed to pieces.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay: "What's going on?"

Song Wenhao was very embarrassed, got up quickly, and patted the ashes on his body.

Zhang Xiaochuan crossed his legs, "Look, look, I just wanted to tell you that this chair is broken, and you just wanted to sit on it. I think you have something wrong with your head."

Song Wenhao was very angry: "You!"

It was hard to keep myself from swearing, so as to maintain my demeanor.Song Wenhao glared at the people behind him: "Who arranged this chair to punish me on purpose?"

The auction manager was sweating profusely: "No, no, who dares to punish you. These chairs are all new, and I don't know why they changed like this."

After giving Zhang Xiaochuan a bitter look, Song Wenhao sat down at another nearby table.

The auction started, and all the items on the stage were treasures.

Lin Qingya had no interest, chatted with Zhang Xiaochuan occasionally, and did not participate in the auction of these antiques.

But Song Wenhao was very eager, taking pictures of everything he saw, spending money like water.

The last few collections are all worth more than tens of millions.

The four hostesses took out a calligraphy and painting, and slowly unfolded it on the stage.

The audience at the scene exclaimed that this calligraphy and painting is not small in size, and it is a majestic landscape painting.

"This is the great axis of mountains and rivers of Zhang Xiaoqian, a famous modern master. It has not been handed down to the world, but his descendants have always treasured it."

The auctioneer started to introduce, spitting all over the place.In fact, needless to say, almost everyone present did not know Zhang Xiaoqian.

This man is a very famous artist in modern times, even a small calligraphy and painting copied by him is often worth a thousand gold.

A few years ago, someone bought a certain landscape painting by Zhang Xiaoqian at an auction for more than 3 million yuan.

Compared with this one, that painting is even more different.

Everyone gasped: "If it is really Zhang Xiaoqian's landscape axis, it will be a big event that will shake the world of antique calligraphy and painting collection!"

Click!Click!
The reporters on the scene started taking pictures without paying any money, this is definitely a hot news!

Lin Qingya's eyes lit up: "My grandfather will definitely like Zhang Xiaoqian's paintings!"

Zhang Xiaochuan smiled lightly: "I don't think so."

Lin Qingya was puzzled: "Why?"

"Because, this painting is fake."