you performed ten hours ago." >In an instant, Lin Jinran's expression seemed to freeze. His clear eyes, now bloodshot, stared intently at Hou Shao, trying to discern if this was a joke from her face....On the phone, the man chuckled and said, "I've already had someone deliver it to you. You can get it in half an hour. This time I really put in some effort, you should at least give me 100,000 yuan.

"Okay, I understand. I'll call you and transfer 150,000. Please send me your account number." 。Fu Shaoqing directly increased the man's amount by 50,000 yuan. 。The man, upon hearing that Fu Shaoqing was going to give him an additional 50,000 yuan, immediately replied with delight, "Great! Great! I'll send you my account number right away. If you need anything in the future, just let me know, and I'll definitely help you solve it." 。"

It's over. " 。Fu Shaoqing hung up the phone. 。He had just hung up the phone when the ringtone rang twice, receiving a message from the man with an account number. 。He transferred 150,000 directly through the bank app. After the transfer was successful, he put his phone aside and contacted the front desk of the building using an internal company phone. Someone brought him a package and delivered it promptly. 。More than half an hour later, there was a knock at his door. 。

"Enter" 。Fu Shaoqing raised his head and looked in the direction of the door. 。

A front desk staff member walked in holding an A4-sized piece of brown paper. He respectfully placed the envelope on the table with both hands. 。"Young Master Fu just sent this over." 。"

I know. " 。Fu Shaoqing picked up the cowhide paper. There were no words on it. 。The front desk clerk turned and left, closing the door for him. 。Fu Shaoqing ripped open the brown paper, dumping its contents onto the desk. 。

There is a brochure with exhibition introductions, and an invitation letter ticket. 。He picked up the invitation, looking at both sides. On it was written "Dinghong" 。The ticket shows a seat number, it seems like it's in the back row. 。After making sure there were no problems, Fu Shaoqing put the exhibit introduction, booklet, and invitation back into the brown paper envelope. He placed everything on the edge of the table, ready to take it with him when he left later. 。After putting things away, he got down to work. 。In the evening, he didn't go back home but went to his apartment. 。After washing up, Fu Shaoqing picked up the brown paper bag and took out the product introduction booklet inside. He sat on the sofa and flipped through it page by page. 。Each piece on display at this auction is over a century old, most originating from private collections. 。Fu Shaoqing wasn't interested in these things, but he couldn't help but marvel at the exhibits that had been preserved for over a hundred years. Each one was exquisitely crafted, and the estimated starting price was over a million. 。He flipped through the entire book, but still couldn't guess which antique his father was after.

Fu Shaoqing also thought of another thing, perhaps besides these exhibits, there would be hidden treasures, revealed at the last moment, wondering if Ding Hong would also arrange this section. 。He put the booklet back into the leather cover, tossed it onto the nearby table, stood up, walked to the bed, switched off the light, and went to sleep. 。For the three days leading up to the auction at Ding Hong, Fu Shaoqing remained in the company. 。I have hardly ever been anywhere else. 。

P&G occasionally sends him some photos, most of which are useless to him. 。. She said word by word, "Mu Shaochen, the child in my belly is mine and Ye Xiao's!"Mu Shaocheng's eyes flashed a trace of panic. He intended to make Ye Xiao suffer, but he didn't expect Lin Jinran to...