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In the next room, the auctioneer kept his head down and looked at his toes. He didn't dare to look at the man on the sofa at all.

Qi Ran waved his hand at him: "You can go back to your work. There's no need for you here."

The manager quickly bowed and left. When he went out, he touched his forehead and was drenched in sweat.

Qi Ran opened up the display in the private room, and the contents of the item auction started to appear on the screen.

"Sir, there's an auction item today. See if you want to sell it." Saying that, Qi Ran tapped on the monitor, and the screen paused on a scroll, "This is Old Master Wen's masterpiece."

In order to remain mysterious, the scroll painting did not open.

Mu Cheng Feng who had his eyes closed this entire time to meditate immediately opened his eyes, the tyrannical aura around his body spread out, his gaze piercing Luo Lie's body like a awl: "You still haven't found him?"

Mentioning Elder Wen, Mu Cheng Feng naturally thought of his treasure.

Luo Lie was struggling so much, recently he kept losing people, but he didn't know what those bunch of trash under his command were doing.

"Sir, we've already found the car that picked up the young lady. There's still no one there, no …" Luo Lie did not dare to continue, because Mu Cheng Feng's gaze turned even colder.

Qi Ran helped Luo Lie out: "It's said that Fengshi's Yan Clan is very close to the Xiang Family. Young miss was taken away by Yan Clan's carriage, Sir, do not worry."

Luo Lie thought that this grandson Qi Ran was just spouting nonsense, how could Mister not be worried, I am afraid that I cannot just keep him in my pocket right now.

However, thinking back to how her young miss had been wiped clean by her husband, Luo Lie felt extremely submissive towards Mu Cheng Feng, what did that mean?

Mu Cheng Feng was exactly that! If it wasn't for the fact that he was forced to do so, Mu Cheng Feng would have definitely directly taken the person away and raised him back then.

Qi Ran knew that his master was about to go berserk, he braced himself and said: "Sir, Evening Primrose and Young Master Fei are ready, we must not have any mistakes on our side."

Without waiting for Mu Cheng Feng to lose his temper, Qi Ran hurriedly said, "It's said that Elder Wen's masterpiece was his favorite work when he was still alive. If you buy it and give it to Miss as a greeting, she would definitely be very happy."

Mu Cheng Feng's expression relaxed.

Luo Lie secretly admired Qi Ran, or perhaps it was his brain. With this brain, Luo Lie would never grow up, or else he would not be lectured so easily.

Just then, Luo Lie's phone started to move, he looked at the message, his eyes grew wide, he looked at the neighboring phone in disbelief, Oh my god, fate!

"Sir, Miss, she, she …" It's next door. " Luo Lie said quickly, thinking that he could live again.

Mu Cheng Feng's eyes darkened. "Go."

Luo Lie turned and left.

In the next room, a waiter was serving drinks, and he conveniently taped a microphone under the tea table.

At the same time, Mu Cheng Feng put on his Bluetooth earpiece. From inside, Xiang Bei's coquettish voice immediately came out:

"..." Qingzhou, this fan is so beautiful. It was used by a certain imperial concubine. The introduction says that the painting on it is everyone's hands. Tsk, they are even keeping it a secret. I would like to see which of them … QingZhou, look at this blue and white flower pot, it's big enough to raise fish, right … Qingzhou, how about this brush wash? It suits your temperament... Light Boat... "Light Boat …"

Qi Ran and Luo Lie realized that their master's face was turning colder and colder, and his killing intent kept increasing.