C11

The biggest auction house of the Fengshi had two floors. Most of the people on the lower level were reporters and onlookers, so it was not a big deal.

The VIP seats were on the first floor, and the real buyers were usually those people.

The VIP seats were arranged in a private box, it was a good way to protect the privacy of the honored guests, as well as being able to watch the entire auction from a high vantage point.

The auctioneer wiped his sweat and led his group of people out hastily, and bumped into Yan Qing Zhou who was pulling Xiang Bei in.

The person in charge was startled and quickly went forward to greet him: "Yantong, you came to meet Miss? Your box has been arranged according to young miss's preferences, please. "

"Thanks for the trouble." Yan Qing Zhou looked at him as if he was facing a great enemy, and laughed: "What happened? Could it be that some big shot is coming today? "

The person in charge acted as if he had found a close friend, "Yantong, you're right. This person who came here today is really an important person, please forgive me for not being able to accompany you.

Yan Qing Zhou laughed, "You're busy."

The person in charge apologized and bowed before leading his people away. Xiang Bei was curious: What kind of person is so important, more important than you?

Xiang Bei's words clearly pleased Yan Qing Zhou, and the latter looked at him with deep meaning in her eyes, "Am I really that important to Bei Bei?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" Xiang Bei rolled her eyes, thinking of how she was dressed in a lady's outfit, she immediately stuck out her tongue and put on the temperament of a renowned lady.

Yan Qing Zhou wanted to laugh when he saw this, "In the future, you can wear whatever you like, even if you want to drag me down, no one will dare to laugh at you."

"How can that be? I can't embarrass you." Xiang Bei was very persistent in this regard.

When she arrived at the private room that Yan Qing Zhou had booked, Xiang Bei immediately looked down from the railing excitedly.

As long as Xiang Da Hai and Yan Qing Zhou came, they would bring her along. From the time she was ten years old, she had been a frequent visitor here.

Looking at the crowd moving below, Xiang Bei's heart moved, "Qingzhou, do you know a man? He has an extremely beautiful appearance and shoulder-length hair."

"Oh? There was such a man? Where have you seen it? "

"I saw him driving a caravan when I was shopping last time. I took a look and saw that he was even prettier than a woman. Do you know someone like that?"

Yan Qing Zhou glanced at Song Miao and Song Miao understood. After a while, he quietly left the private box.

"I don't know this kind of man. Why, does Bei Bei like beautiful men?"

"Pfft, I don't like that kind of thing. She's even prettier than me. If I were to face such a face everyday, wouldn't I die of depression?"

Yan Qing Zhou took a sip of the red wine and laughed: "There's nothing much to see right now, come over and eat something. You haven't eaten since the morning."

Xiang Bei was beyond bitter: "What am I called, haven't I eaten? I had a glass of milk and an egg, what do you want me to do? "

Yan Qing Zhou picked up a piece of dessert and handed it over: "Your favorite Mango Ban Halberd."

Xiang Bei rejected her in her heart, but she had already reached out her hand, "If I become a big fatty, it will all be your fault."

Yan Qing Zhou just smiled at her and did not say a word.

At this time, the sound of messy footsteps came from outside the door, followed by the opening of the next room. The auctioneer's voice cautiously sounded: "Sir, after you."

Xiang Bei was extremely curious. She opened the door to take a peek, only to see a tall and straight black silhouette instantly disappearing into the room.

"Who is it, with such a grand demeanor, there are so many bodyguards outside."

Yan Qing Zhou waved: "Bei Bei come over, the host is up."