Chapter 12

In the box next door, the person in charge of the auction kept his head down and looked at his toes regularly. He didn't dare to look at the man on the sofa from beginning to end.

Qi ran waved his hand at him: "go and be busy. You don't need you here."

The person in charge quickly bowed out and touched his forehead. It was all sweat.

Qi ran turned on the display in the box and began to scroll through the catalogue of today's auctions.

"Sir, there's an auction today. Let's see if you want to start." Then Qi ran clicked on the monitor, and the screen stayed on a picture axis. "This is the legacy of Mr. Wen."

In order to maintain a sense of mystery, the scroll was not opened.

Mu Chengfeng, who had been keeping his eyes closed, immediately opened his eyes, spread the tyrannical factors all over his body, and pierced his eyes like an awl: "haven't you found anyone yet?"

Speaking of Wen Lao, Mu Chengfeng naturally thought of his baby.

I've been trying to make a comparison. Recently, I've lost people one after another. I don't know what the waste people under his hand do to eat.

"Sir, the car that picked up the lady has been found out. There is no one, no..." the words in the back are listed and dare not say, because Mu Chengfeng's sight is cold again.

Qi ran rescued Luo lie and said, "it is said that the Yan Family in Fengshi is very close to Xiang's family. The young lady was picked up by the Yan Family's car. Sir, don't worry."

Listing secretly said that Qi Ran's grandson was lying with his eyes open. Can you not worry, sir? At this moment, I'm afraid I can't put people directly in my pocket.

However, thinking that the young lady has been wiped clean by her husband's food, I listed that it is a service for mu Chengfeng. What is better to start first?

Mu Chengfeng is! If it weren't for himself, Mu Chengfeng would have taken people away and raised them.

Qi ran actually knew that his family's husband was about to run away, so he hardened his head and said, "Sir, the night boss and young master Fei are ready. We must not make mistakes."

Before Mu Chengfeng became angry, Qi ran hurriedly said: "it is said that wenlao's legacy is his favorite work. If you buy it and give it to the young lady as a gift, she will be very happy."

Mu Chengfeng's expression relaxed.

Listing secretly admired Qi ran. He was either Mr. Qi Ran's think tank or his brain. Anyway, his listing was not long, or he wouldn't be trained in three days or two.

At this time, the listed mobile phone moved. He took a look at the information, and his eyes widened. He couldn't believe it and looked next door. God, fate!

"Sir, miss, she... Is next door." Listing hurried, thinking that he could live again.

Mu Chengfeng's eyes were deep: "go."

Rowlie turned and went out.

In the box next door, when a waiter was delivering drinks, he conveniently pasted a micro bug under the tea table.

Here, Mu Chengfeng put on his Bluetooth headset and immediately heard a voice with a little coquettish to the North:

"... light boat, this fan is so beautiful. It was used by some imperial concubine before. It was introduced that the painting on it was everyone's hand. They cut it. They kept it secret. I'd like to see who it was... Light boat, look at this blue and white jar. It's so big that you can raise fish... Light boat, how about this pen wash? It suits your temperament very much... Light boat... Light boat..."

Qi ran and Luo lie found that their husband's handsome face was more and more cold and murderous.