I have four goddess sisters

Chapter 89 Fake SMS
Chapter 89 Fake SMS
Sitting on the sofa, Chen Yao let the hair stylist arrange his hair, and at the same time trimmed it with scissors.

It has to be said that people who do business are thoughtful.

Even the people sent to do styling for him are all elderly people.

These people charge a lot of money, each of them has their own special studio in the provincial capital, and they do private styling for celebrities on weekdays.

And this time, he came to do styling for Chen Yao, it was entirely out of obligation, and he didn't charge any money.

Not only did he have a surprisingly good attitude, but he also flattered Chen Yao the whole time, trying to praise him so much.

"Mr. Chen has such a strong figure, no matter what suit he wears, he looks good."

"The clothes we have selected for you today are not only suitable for various occasions, but also customized according to your body!"

"I believe that after Mr. Chen's attendance at this afternoon's event, other people will definitely be eclipsed. Such a strong aura is enough to make them ashamed!"

All kinds of rhetorical rainbow farts made Chen Yaoyun confused.

Just when he was about to fall asleep, the phone rang suddenly.

It was only eleven o'clock in the morning, and Zhou Dahai had already called.

"Mr. Chen, just now the staff at the foreclosure sent a message saying that this time the event will be delayed."

"The time has been postponed to three o'clock in the afternoon. When do you think it is suitable for us to leave?"

Hearing this, Chen Yao didn't even think about it, and asked him to pick him up at the agreed time.

But it was only an hour late, and he didn't mind going over to sit in advance.

And this time, he is bound to take down the Tang Corporation Building, so it would be good to find out the details of other people as soon as possible.

After finishing a series of styling designs, Chen Yao deliberately chose a relatively formal suit.

Although these designers stated that they would not charge any fees, Chen Yao still sent tips to each of them.

The self in the waiting mirror looks suave and suave, and the heroic spirit shown between the eyebrows and eyes is really eye-catching.

Zhou Dahai rushed to the downstairs of the hotel where Chen Yao was staying according to the time agreed in advance.

The two originally planned to arrive at the foreclosure venue before two o'clock, but who knew that there were many cars surrounded on the road without traffic jam for a long time.

Their car was stuck on the viaduct not far from the hotel.

Looking at the endless long dragon, Zhou Dahai felt annoyed for a while.

He deliberately jumped out of the car and went to the front to inquire about the news, and came back after a while.

In the hot sun, Zhou Dahai was covered in sweat.

The originally white and fat face was now as red as a ripe apple, with many beads of sweat on it.

"Mr. Chen, there was a traffic accident in front of us, and there is a lot of quarrel now."

"The traffic police are already on their way. If we wait here, we may have to wait for a while."

Chen Yao, who was sitting in the back seat, felt the invasion of the air-conditioning, and looked at the drivers beside him who couldn't help but poked their heads out to check the road conditions, as well as the long queues that could not be seen at the front and back.

A decision was made in his heart in an instant, and he asked Zhou Dahai to park the car here and find someone to drive it later, and the two of them used other methods to go to the foreclosure meeting.

Years of living in the mountains have allowed him to develop a very strict concept of time.

Even if you would rather arrive half an hour earlier, you will never be 1 minute late.

Hearing this, Zhou Da was momentarily stunned. He didn't expect that such a pampered son like Chen Yao would decide to leave by himself.

In a hurry, he took out a big black umbrella from the back seat and held it to block Chen Yao from the glare of the sun.

Immediately, he greeted him respectfully and got out of the car, and left here in the viaduct passage on the side.

The two walked on the pedestrian passage of the viaduct, and there was no sign of loosening in the front and rear vehicles.

When I got off the bridge and intercepted taxis on the side of the road, there was no traffic on it.

Seeing this, Chen Yao couldn't help feeling complacent about his foresight.

Zhou Dahai, who was standing on the side of the road, quickly intercepted the taxi.

The two got into the car and reported the location, and the car sped out like an arrow.

"Fortunately, we left the door in time according to the original schedule. Otherwise, it would have been delayed for another hour, and we probably wouldn't have arrived early."

"I don't know what the organizers of this foreclosure are thinking. This is the first time they have changed the time temporarily."

Zhou Dahai put away the umbrella, sat in the front seat and muttered.

Chen Yao, who was still looking at the road, suddenly felt a jolt in his mind.

"You talked about the filming meeting earlier, did you send a message to inform you to change the time?"

Zhou Dahai in the front seat noticed the seriousness in Chen Yao's voice.

He was a little taken aback, then nodded again.

"Yes, they are a serious unit over there, and they never take the initiative to call."

"Previously, the time and place of this foreclosure was also registered online and then sent by text message."

It's not like Chen Yao has never participated in an auction like this before.

Suddenly changing the time when it is about to take place can indeed make people suspicious.

What's more, this foreclosure auction is for a building without long legs.

This auction object is not like other antique collections, and someone has to find someone to bring it to the auction site with a gun.

"You call Zong Yulin and ask him if he has received a text message."

Chen Yao lay on the back seat and ordered Zhou Dahai to call the young master of the Zong family.

Ever since the Tang family was wiped out, the young master of the clan has been thinking of currying favor with Chen Yao all day long, almost becoming his lackey.

Although this person is bullying, he has no real skills.

But in the provincial capital, it's really familiar.

Zhou Dahai was startled, and also felt something was wrong.

When the call was made, only a sticky voice of a woman laughing came from inside.

"Young Master Zong, I heard that you have made a fortune recently, when will you take us and my sisters to go skiing?"

"Get out of the way, you guys, I have a serious call to answer now!"

Zong Yulin yelled, and immediately withdrew his hand covering the receiver.

"It's Manager Zhou, what's the matter with you calling?"

"There is still an hour until the foreclosure meeting. Can you ask Mr. Chen if he wants to drop by with me?"

Hearing this, you don't need to ask to know that Zong Yulin received the same text message.

After all, he felt a little uneasy in his heart. Chen Yao logged into his internal website, clicked in and saw that the time of the foreclosure meeting had not changed at all.

And Zhou Dahai also searched for the phone number that sent him a text message.

Although it is indeed a commonly used short number for business units, the information displayed above is not the unit of the foreclosure auction at all.

"Mr. Chen, we are being tricked!"

Zhou Dahai was shocked.

(End of this chapter)