Skilled in managing a house

Zhenhai is an international metropolis, and there are countless rich people. Those who can participate in today's auction, to put it harshly, are the poor people who come to enjoy the popularity.

Anyone who can receive an invitation letter basically has tens of billions of assets. Everyone is rich, and the elders are more low-key, but the young rich second and third generations have all grown up with golden keys in their mouths. Whoever obeys whom!

Even though many people are determined to win today's Yaowen Charity List, if they want to get the qualification of outstanding youth, they will not say it on the surface. At most, they will whisper to their close friends. As arrogant as Qi Wuyao is now, he is probably the only one who shouts out directly.

Of course, Qi Wuyao also had a certain level of accomplishment, but he was just angry with Zhang Yu. He didn't see Zhang Yu and didn't hear Zhang Yu's name. Everything was normal for him. Now whenever he meets Zhang Yu, he has the intention to kill.

At this moment, when he heard a woman's cold voice in front of Zhang Yu, Qi Wuyao couldn't help but look at it with cold eyes. Immediately, he saw a woman turning to look at him.

This woman looks to be twenty-three or fourteen years old, with freckles all over her face. If he was good-looking, Qi Wuyao might be more polite. Seeing the other person look like this, he couldn't help but feel a little disgusted.

But after all, he knew that a good man would not fight with a woman, so he muttered in a low voice, "How come there are so many bastards?"

Yang Chunxue, who was beside "Wu Yao", also saw the girl and hurriedly touched her son's hand below.

"What's wrong?" Qi Wuyao looked at his mother and whispered.

"She is Hua Yingyue of the Hua family. Don't look for trouble." Yang Chunxue said in a low voice.

"Huayingyue" Qi Wuyao muttered in a low voice, and then whispered: "I think I have heard of it"

"Nonsense!" Yang Chunxue glared at his son, "I introduced you before, but you didn't agree because you thought he had freckles on his face."

"I remember her." Qi Wuyao shook his head.

The mother and son murmured quietly, but stopped talking to Hua Yingyue. Hua Yingyue, who was sitting in front of Zhang Yu, just glanced at Qi Wuyao and then turned her head.

Qi Wuyao whispered again at this moment: "The Hua family is so rich, so they can't be beautiful. Look at her look like that."

"Hua Yingyue's freckles are difficult to treat because they are too severe. If they are removed with laser, they will leave a lot of scars. I have gone to many doctors and used a lot of medicine, but to no avail. I heard that the Hua family is treating Hua Yingyue. Yue's marriage has been carefully considered." Yang Chunxue muttered.

"Their family is so rich, they don't need to worry about it." Qi Wuyao curled his lips and said.

"If the position is low, with the Hua family's financial resources, naturally many people are willing to marry. But the Hua family has always planned to marry Hua Yingyue to a well-matched person, or someone with a higher net worth. This will be difficult. With her freckles on her face, she can hardly belong to a wealthy family, just like ours, are you willing to marry her?" Yang Chunxue said in a low voice.

Qi Wuyao immediately shook his head like a rattle, "No."

"Well, Baihua Yingyue's two cousins ​​are both married, and she is the only one who is still unmarried. I think this time, she might want to compete for the title of one of the top ten outstanding young people." Yang Chunxue whispered again.

"I don't want to bother with any young man she gets with her face," Qi Wuyao said in a low voice.

"You can't say that. If she really gets the top spot on the Yaowen Charity List today and becomes one of the top ten outstanding young people in the country, your grandfather will give you a death order to marry her if he can't bear it," Yang Chunxue said in a low voice.

"Ah?" Qi Wuyao was startled, and then said confidently: "She must not be allowed to do it. Besides, I am determined to win today, how can I let others take it!"

The mother and son were whispering there, and although others couldn't hear them, Zhang Yu could hear them clearly.

After listening to what they said, Zhang Yu couldn't help but glance curiously at Hua Yingyue in front of him. He couldn't see his face, but he could see the back of his head.

Zhang Yu certainly knew about the symptoms of freckles. Freckles, also called freckles, refer to dark brown spots that occur on the face and other places and are scattered on the face. Freckles are yellow-brown spot-like pigmentation diseases that occur on sun-exposed areas. Freckles generally appear around the age of three to five, worsen during adolescence, and tend to fade with age. It is mostly caused by wind-heat in the lung meridian and genetics, and most of its patients have symptoms of Qi and blood deficiency to a certain extent.

If you had freckles as a child, it is normal and not a big deal. But if freckles still persist as you grow older, you will be in great trouble, especially for women, the impact will be very serious.

Although Zhang Yu didn't see Hua Yingyue's face just now, according to Yang Chunxue and Qi Wuyao, Hua Yingyue's freckles should be very serious.

Regarding the treatment of freckles, although Zhang Yu has never treated anyone, he knows the pathology and some methods. It is estimated that other traditional Chinese medicine practitioners can use ordinary methods. The Hua family is so rich that they will hire many famous traditional Chinese medicine doctors. It is estimated that they may have visited Daoguan in Zhenhai.

Therefore, Zhang Yu summed it up in three words - it is difficult to cure.

At this time, almost all the people in the auction hall were seated. Next, the host came on stage and announced the start of today's auction. By the way, he talked about the rules. They were the same as the rules that Zhang Yu knew. There was no change at all.

After the host finished speaking, the next person to speak was the original initiator of the Yaowen Charity List, the red-top businessman Yang Wenbin.

This man is nearly sixty years old, but he maintains very little maintenance. His hair is dyed black and he looks like he is in his forties. He has a ruddy complexion, appears approachable, and speaks elegantly.

Yang Wenbin said a few words briefly, and then invited several university representatives from Jiangnan to come to the stage to speak.

They are all famous schools south of the Yangtze River, Zhenhai University is indispensable, and there are also representatives from three high schools. Among them are the principal of the school, the president of the student union, or a representative of poor students. The content of the speech was nothing more than words of gratitude.

After they finished speaking, Yang Wenbin introduced the guest of appraisal today. These guests are also extraordinary, each one has the title of elder, either a professor or an expert.

Zhang Yu didn't take it seriously at first. He didn't want to surprise Zhang Yu when Yang Wenbin introduced the last guest.

"Now we have the last appraisal guest, Mr. Bao Chengwen, academician of the National Archaeological Research Institute."

"Pap-pap-pap-pap." "Pap-pap-pap-pap."

After the voice settled, there was fierce applause from both the stage and the audience.

Zhang Yu had known before that Bao Chengwen was an archaeologist and seemed to be quite famous, but he didn't know the specific work and didn't ask Bao Jiayin. When I heard about the font size now, I was inevitably surprised.

He is an academician of the National Institute of Archeology and has a certain reputation in society. My daughter is a lesbian. If this spreads out, I will probably lose all my dignity. It was a bit far away from the auction stage. Zhang Yu could only see the outline of Bao Chengwen, but not his appearance. But from the voice, it can be heard that it is definitely Bao Jiayin's father.