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Bo Hanting observed the subtle expression on her face and chuckled without knowing why.

Qin Jingyu looked at the other party in confusion.

But soon Bo Hanting withdrew his gaze and continued to toast and chat with Xiao Heng.

After nearly three hours of eating, the food on the table became colder and colder. Xiao Heng and the woman he brought with him both drank a little too much. They couldn't drink anymore, so they gave up. .

"Mr. Bo, as agreed, I will give you another five points, and I will draft a contract and send it to your company tomorrow."

Seeing that Xiao Heng was shaking and about to vomit, Bo Hanting continued to raise his glass calmly and calmly: "Mr. Xiao, are you having fun?"

"Enjoy yourself, enjoy yourself. I really can't drink anymore today. I'll have a drink with Mr. Bo some other time." He said and waved to the secretary to bring up the prepared thank you gift.

Assistant Xiao Heng brought in an exquisite gift box and placed it on the table. Yi Zheng stepped forward and opened it. It was a set of aged porcelain.

"Mr. Bo, I heard that you love these collections. This is a good product. I have been looking for it for a long time to collect such a set. You must accept it."

Bo Hanting winked at Yi Zheng, and Yi Zheng closed the gift box again, "Mr. Xiao is interested. There happens to be a charity auction tonight. I will have someone tell Mr. Xiao's love to the Thirteenth Bank."

Xiao Heng was stunned for a moment, "It doesn't matter. As long as you are happy, Mr. Bo."

Bo Hanting stood up and adjusted his cuffs, "That's it for today. Mr. Xiao can draft the contract as soon as possible when he gets back. Happy cooperation."

Xiao Heng finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, "Don't worry, Mr. Bo, the contract will be sent to your company tomorrow."

"Well, I still have an auction, so I won't delay Mr. Xiao."

"Is it the auction of the Thirteenth Bank? We can't waste Mr. Bo's time any longer. I'll see you off." Xiao Heng stumbled just as he was about to stand up. He was supported by the woman next to him so that he didn't fall to the ground. Instead, he fell on the woman's body. .

Bo Hanting glanced at the other party and said, "Mr. Xiao, it's better to stay."

Seeing this, Yi Zheng also said: "Mr. Xiao, please stay."

Bo Hanting then said to Qin Jingyu, who had been watching the show next to him, "Have you eaten yet?"

Qin Jingyu nodded.

On the entire table, she was probably the only one who was eating seriously, and of course eating well.

Bo Hanting: "Let's go."

-

After getting in the car, Yi Zheng handed over the sobering medicine that he had prepared long ago. Bo Hanting swallowed it without looking at it. Sitting in the car, he took off his glasses and rubbed his temples. He didn't seem to feel well.

Qin Jingyu twitched the corner of his mouth gently.

At the dinner, Bo Hanting, Xiao Heng and the woman he brought all drank a lot of white drinks. Xiao Heng was almost drunk in the end, but Bo Hanting's expression did not change and remained as usual. She really thought that the man would never get drunk. He turned out to be an actor. Now it seems that he is not feeling well either.

The man seemed to notice her gaze and turned his head to look over, "Are you laughing at me?"

Qin Jingyu said nothing, but the curve of his mouth betrayed her, which was equivalent to a disguised admission.

Bo Hanting chuckled, "You're so brave."

Qin Jingyu shrugged, "Uncle, you can't be so domineering. How can you not make people laugh?"

"Domineering?" The man found it interesting and looked into her eyes, "Am I very domineering to you?"

Xu Shigang drank wine, his eyes were a little blurry but warm.

Qin Jingyu was stunned by those close eyes, "Uh..."

"What do you want me to ask you?"

Qin Jingyu: "..."

Why does she sound weird?

Wei Wei avoided the threatening gaze and said, "Uncle, that's not how the word is used."

Seeing her dodge, Bo Hanting lowered his eyes to hide the look in his eyes, and put on his glasses again, "You are knowledgeable, tell me, how should I use this word?"

Qin Jingyu wanted to sew his mouth shut.

Fortunately, Yi Zheng got in the car and rescued her.

"Mr. Bo, Mr. Xiao's set of porcelain has been sent to Thirteenth Bank in advance. Are you going to the auction now?"

The man hummed lightly.

The topic ended there.

Obviously, Qin Jingyu is already sitting in the car. She also has to go to the auction?

Qin Jingyu repeatedly wanted to tell her why she came to him today, but unfortunately the man had just drunk a lot of wine, and after talking for a while, he was now frowning and closing his eyes in sleep.

She thought for a while and decided to wait.

-

The auction was originally scheduled for eight o'clock, but after being delayed for a while at the dinner, the auction had already started.

But Bo Hanting was a distinguished guest at the Thirteen Houses auction tonight. Even if he arrived late, he was greeted grandly by the owner of the auction house.

The boss of Thirteen Lines is a middle-aged man who is not tall. He is not wearing a suit. He is wearing a dark red robe and mandarin jacket from the Republic of China. His hair is combed shiny, and he has a round and protruding belly. He looks like something out of a painting. The wealthy local man.

"Uncle Zhong." Bo Hanting changed his drunken appearance in the car, and his face became clear again.

The 'rich man' named Zhong Bo said: "Mr. Bo, we have registered the set of porcelain you sent to us and will put it up for auction in a moment."

"That's porcelain from Mr. Xiao of Xiao Heng Group. Don't register the wrong name."

Zhong Boyan of Thirteenth Line paused and immediately understood the meaning, "Okay, it's the porcelain that boss Xiao Heng of Xiao Heng Group sent for auction."

Uncle Zhong welcomed a few people in. The auction was already halfway through. No reporters were invited to the charity dinner and auction today. All the money raised will be donated to children in mountainous areas.

The decoration of Shisanxing is also unique as its name. The whole building is decorated with carved beams and painted beams, and the decoration is antique.

When he entered, Qin Jingyu thought he had traveled through time, or entered a costume drama crew.

Even the decoration and the murals on the walls are very elegant.

Bo Hanting and the boss walked in front, while Yi Zheng whispered to her from behind: "Young Master Jingyu, our ancestors of the Thirteenth Line were in the gold business. All the things hanging on the walls are real, and the things auctioned are also some." It’s a rare old item, so invitations to this auction are very scarce in the Imperial City.”

Therefore, the people who came to participate in the auction were all relatively old families in the Imperial City, and prominent figures in the Chamber of Commerce. Even the Qin family was barely interested in participating in the Thirteenth Bank's charity auction.

Qin Jingyu couldn't help but feel surprised when he heard this.

Touch gold?

That's not tomb robbing!

No wonder there are so many real things hanging outside without fear of being stolen.

"Who is this boss?"

It stands to reason that the boss of an auction house with such a long history should not be so flattering, even if the person he is flattering is Bo Hanting.

Yi Zheng: "This is just the boss on the surface of Thirteen Lines. The boss behind the scenes is very mysterious and rarely shows up. Any auctions or charity dinners are all taken care of by Uncle Zhong, Boss Zhong."

When Qin Jingyu heard this, it turned out to be like this.

This auction should be quite interesting. She followed it this time and got to see the world.

After going up two floors, it seems like we have entered another paradise. Compared with the antiques downstairs, the decoration style above is a bit richer and looks closer to the Middle Ages. Old objects, white jade bottles, etc. can be seen everywhere. Azure glaze.

Any collection can be valued in the tens of millions.

The price made Qin Jingyu speechless.