Thousands suspect fake young master after rebirth

Wen Heng also received the invitation letter for the auction Song Xunnan mentioned.

It's just that the beautiful letter was thrown into the trash can by him, and he even forgot about it before Song Xunnan asked to go.

Wen Heng glanced at the lonely and dirty letter lying in the trash can from the corner of his eye, and thought for a moment to reply to Song Xunnan.

[Wen Heng: I don't have an invitation letter, can I go in? 】

[N. : Yes, you can usually bring your companions with you on such occasions. If you go in, just say that you belong to me, and no one will stop you. 】

[Wen Heng: Good. 】

Song Xunnan snapped his fingers.

solve.

The auction was held in a high-end meeting place in the western suburbs. Song Xunnan directly brought an assistant as a driver, and whistled when he saw Wen Heng.

"So handsome."

As the person being molested, Wen Heng said: "Isn't this what you see every day?"

"That's different, the first time I saw you wearing a three-piece suit."

Wen Heng chose a dark blue suit, the color of the coat, tie, vest, and shirt gradually became lighter.It makes people want to peel off layers of desire.

Compared with the past... the feeling of abstinence has increased a lot.

Song Xunnan thought this way in his heart, but he couldn't say it that way, but his eyes kept lingering on Wen Heng's body, and it was upright to take advantage of it.

When the other party raised his hand, he snorted slightly: "Is your watch the one I gave you before?"

Wen Heng raised his wrist, revealing the exquisite and simple watch with smooth lines on the wrist bone. The dial has a mercury-like luster flowing under the lamp, which makes people know that it is expensive at a glance.

It was Song Xunnan who went to Hong Kong City to participate in the competition more than half a year ago, and specially went to a century-old shop to have someone order it. It was originally a gift to thank Wen Heng.

"Why did you choose this watch?" Song Xunnan's eyes flickered, and he met Wen Heng's eyes, staring at him quietly.

With a smile on his lips, he did a good job of pretending.

Wen Heng didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong, and fiddled with the watch strap with his right hand to let it slide off, covering it on the cuff: "Didn't you say that if I don't have an invitation letter, I will be your person if I enter?" "Your person" these three The impact of this word from Wen Heng's mouth was extremely powerful, Song Xunnan nodded "ah", and couldn't help but agree in his heart.

This was what he was thinking in his heart when he typed out these words.

Let Wen Heng put his own brand on it, and when introducing it at the auction, he can openly express that it belongs to him and belongs to him.

"In this case, if I get separated from you inside, there must be something around me to prove that I came with you," Wen Heng's voice sounded in the closed car, lingering in his ears, "otherwise it will be regarded as someone who wants to seek a relationship. Get out."

Song Xunnan admitted that he was damned moved again.

It was obvious that the other party had a cold voice, and even the words were clearly pronounced, but he could hear the lingering meaning for no reason, as if the other party was showing favor to him.

The streetlight only illuminated the lower half of Song Xunnan's face, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

He nodded in the dark and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I won't lose you."

The assistant in the front seat couldn't help but move his butt on the car seat.

He always felt that there were needles under his buttocks, which made him unable to sit still.

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They arrived just in time for admission.

The host of the auction invited all the famous people from the whole b city, among them, besides the big names in business, there are also celebrities and superstars, which can be called a shining group of stars.The door is full of fragrant cars and BMWs.

This kind of time is a good time to socialize, open up relationships and expand contacts and friendship. Many people didn't get the invitation letter and even got in with their heads sharpened, just for this.

In the past, Song Xunnan would spend a lot of time and energy talking, but now it's different, when Wen Heng is by his side, he doesn't want to do that.

Instead, I want to calm down and accompany the other party to take a good look around the venue.

After they came in, they were received by someone specially assigned to them, and they were given an auction book, which Song Xunnan was reading while sitting on the edge of the sofa.

"Do you see anything you like?"

He flipped through and found that they were all jewels and jade, no matter how bad they were, they were the authentic works of a certain master, Hui ink handed down from a certain family. Song Xunnan had limited interest in these, so he handed the booklet to Wen Heng, and lazily leaned on the sofa to read it With the guests present.

In the hall, cups of wine were mixed, and the lights shone down. Everyone was dressed gorgeously, and the smiles on the corners of their mouths were unmistakable, they were all the same.

Song Xunnan looked at it and felt that it was boring, so he turned to Wen Heng.

Wen Heng was resting the booklet on his knees, flipping through it slowly, and stopped on a page: "Ancient Tibetan jade?"

Song Xunnan probed to look, closing the distance between the two of them: "Oh, this one is the finale of this auction. I won't mention whether the quality of the jade is good or not, but there is a lot of background in it."

He told Wen Heng the story about this jade, and finally said: "I think the organizer wanted to raise the price and made it up. In modern society, no one believes in ghosts and ghosts."

"Not necessarily."

Wen Heng saw a lot in the hospital.Many people, especially the rich, will pin their hearts on the illusory gods and ghosts after close contact with death, and there are quite a few people who believe in this.

"It's not that you're not interested, how do you know so much?" He asked, closing the booklet and putting it aside.

Song Xunnan said: "No way, Mr. Jiang is going to pass his birthday, and he has always liked these old things. I don't know how to buy antiques if you want me to. Why don't you buy some jade and porcelain? I haven't thought about what to give."

President Jiang is Jiang Lin.At Song Xunnan's step, everything has to be carefully considered, even the gift-giving has to be done properly.

Jiang Lin had helped him before, so he had to be very careful when choosing this gift.

Two big men sitting together will inevitably attract attention. Many people looked over, and some of them recognized them and wanted to come forward to say hello.

"Xiao Nan, Professor Wen, I didn't expect you two to get together."

It was Song Xunnan's business partner who came, and it was also a company that did not abandon them when Song Xunnan's company had an accident. Song Xunnan had a good personal relationship with him.

"What a coincidence, you're here too," Song Xunnan smiled and rejected the red wine handed over by the other party, "I can't drink it tonight, I'm allergic."

He lied casually, and no longer insisted on convenience.

"Why are you allergic? Be more careful in the future," the visitor said a few words, and looked at Wen Heng with a smile, "I thought Professor Wen wouldn't come to this kind of banquet, but I couldn't believe it when I saw it just now, so I came here That’s why I’m sure I didn’t miss it.”

Wen Heng nodded: "Hello."

Sensing that people respected Wen Heng very much, Song Xunnan asked, "Did you know each other before?"

"My father was seriously ill before, and it was Professor Wen who performed the surgery. Now he has recovered."

Listening to his grateful words, Song Xunnan nodded knowingly.

No wonder, his life was saved by Wen Heng, so if there is something to be respectful about, he would just insert the incense and make a confession.

"Just doing your job, you don't have to."

Wen Heng was obviously used to this kind of thanks, there was no disturbance on his face, and he didn't seem to be complacent about making the president of a big company respectful.

The more calm he became, the more he respected him for convenience.

After chatting for a few words, the other party left, and then some people in twos and threes saw them and came over to chat for a few words, some came to look for Song Xunnan, and some came to look for Wen Heng.

Song Xunnan has always known that Wen Heng is very good and powerful, but the social circles of the two basically do not overlap. This is the first time he has felt Wen Heng in the eyes of others.

"No matter how bad-tempered a person is, he will hold back his temper when facing a doctor. I didn't believe this until I saw you." After dealing with another person, Song Xunnan whispered to Wen Heng with a low smile.

He wasn't upset about being robbed of the limelight, on the contrary, he was very proud now.

The person I like is very powerful, which only proves that he has good vision and good taste.

Wen Heng didn't care about other people's attitude towards him, but after Song Xunnan said this, he thought about it for a while and replied: "Maybe they are afraid that I accidentally cut more things when I took the scalpel, or put less Return something."

Song Xunnan was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and fell on Wen Heng's shoulder.

"Have you always been so serious when you tell bad jokes?" He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, looked at Wen Heng's face and couldn't hold back the smile that had just stopped, put his hand to his lips, his shoulders trembled.

"..." Wen Heng was silent, and said to him, "Your smile is a bit strange."

Song Xunnan supported his shoulder with his hand, lowered his head, and put his forehead on it to block his gaffe: "Don't talk, I want to laugh when you talk."

"..."

Wen Heng had no choice but to wait for him to laugh for a while, and sit and serve him as a human pillow.

When Song Xunnan finally stopped laughing, he didn't want to just sit here anymore, so he patted Wen Heng on the shoulder: "The show won't start until later, let's go shopping."

He pulled Wen Heng up, walked around all the way, walked to the self-service area, took some food and went to see the exhibits.

Each piece of exquisite product is placed in a glass cabinet, and there are special personnel to take care of it, so you can see that the price is not cheap.

Song Xunnan was admiring, and saw a familiar figure through the reflection of the glass, and turned his head to look.

It turned out to be Song Juwei who I hadn't seen for a long time.

It is normal for the other party to come to such an auction, but Song Hengxuan is not following him.

It was Song Xi.

At this time Song Juwei was introducing his youngest son to others.

"looking at what?"

Song Xunnan raised his chin to Wen Heng who was asking the question, and motioned him to look over there.

"I was thinking, why didn't Song Hengxuan come?"

It happened to be Song Xi, the ticking time bomb.

Song Xunnan frowned when he thought of Song Yuqing's car accident.