Chapter 9： I am a VIP

Approaching the evening.

Yang Zilei, his father and daughter, have appeared at the gate of Jinhai Pavilion.

Looking at the majestic and majestic building in front of him, Yang Zilei was slightly shocked.

Unexpectedly, an auction house on such a scale.

Since this is a high-end place, a membership card is required to enter. Most of the people who come here are nobles.

Therefore, the flow of people is not very messy and dense.

From memory, Yang Zilei knew that his predecessor had wanted to enter the Jinhai Pavilion, but because he did not have a membership card, he was humiliated by the waiter in every possible way.

But now, hehe...

"stop!"

At this moment, seeing that Yang Zilei was about to walk into the gate, the waiter in charge of guarding the gate to entertain the guests immediately stood in front.

"Boy, didn't I tell you last time, how can you enter a high-class place like Jinhai Pavilion if you want to enter?"

The waiter looked at Yang Zilei with contempt, and shouted proudly: "Get out of the way, don't dirty the ground of Jinhai Pavilion!"

Yang Zilei was too lazy to talk nonsense about this kind of watchdog, and directly took out the VIP card that Chen Si gave him.

"Huh? This is... a VIP card!"

Seeing the golden VIP card in Yang Zilei's hand, the waiter suddenly widened his eyes. The badge on it was indeed a VIP-level gold card issued by Jinhai Pavilion.

"When did this prodigal son become the guest of Jinhai Pavilion?!"

The waiter was stunned, his eyes full of incredible color.

There are regulations in Gimhae Pavilion, anyone who holds a membership card can enter at will.

What's more, the VIP card is even higher than the membership. It is the identity card that some big people in the city are qualified to get!

Thinking of this, the waiter looked at Yang Ziliang with a strange look, and questioned: "Couldn't you pick up this VIP card?"

Hearing this, Yang Zilei frowned, and was about to say something, but saw a familiar figure walking through the gate of the pavilion.

It is Chen Si.

"Brother Yang."

At this time, Chen Si also spotted Yang Zilei, and his eyes suddenly burst into surprise, "You are all here, why are you still standing at this door? Come in quickly."

What?

Brother Yang? ?

The waiter was startled, the top appraiser of Jinhai Pavilion, kindly called Yang Zilei his brother? !

After thinking about it, the waiter couldn't help but took a breath, cold sweat on his forehead.

Yang Zilei glanced at the waiter and said lightly: "Now, am I eligible to go in?"

Hearing this, Chen Si immediately understood what was going on, his eyes glared at the waiter.

"When...Of course you can, please from Young Master Yang."

The waiter suddenly became stiff, and quickly nodded and bowed to Yang Zilei in compliment: "The little one has eyes but doesn't know Taishan. Please don't forgive Young Master Yang."

Yang Zilei looked calm, holding his daughter and walked directly into the gate of Jinhai Pavilion.

"Brother Yang, is this your daughter, with big eyes, so cute."

Chen Si looked at Yang Chenchen, who had been hugged by Yang Zilei, and asked for a conversation.

"Yes."

Yang Zilei nodded indifferently, but stopped talking too much.

In this mixed place, his eyes have been looking around, keeping a vigilant heart.

"This Yang Zilei seems to be a little different from the rumors."

Chen Si's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Yang Zilei's tall and straight figure, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

After leaving the weapon shop earlier, he deliberately investigated Yang Zilei's information.

It is said that he is a direct descendant of the family of the Yang clan. He had a bright future, but because of disorderly behavior, he often caused trouble and caused dissatisfaction with the senior family.

In the end, he was assigned to this Qingyang City. On the surface, he was separated, but he was actually expelled and completely separated from the relationship.

But now, Chen Si feels that Yang Zilei is not as unbearable as the outside world has spread.

Calm, composed, and alert.

In the brief contact, this was Chen Si's first impression of Yang Zilei.

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