Chapter 413: Mystery

Chapter 414: Mysterious Things

"Mr. Zhuo, we met again." Ye Changsheng passed Wu Yuanqing, strode to Zhuo Bufan, and said with a smile.

Zhuo Bufan nodded lightly, but did not speak, with his hands behind his back. On the contrary, he was not like a young man, but like an old man. Ye Changsheng came over like a junior to greet him.

Ye Changsheng was not angry when he saw him like this.

It's just that Ye Bing and the white-haired old man standing behind him showed a trace of dissatisfaction in their eyes. This little guy was too arrogant and too aggressive to get things done.

"What's your attitude, my grandfather is talking to you, like what you are pulling." Ye Bing snorted dissatisfied.

Ye Changsheng's eyes showed a different color. His granddaughter is a top student of Qingshui. She received a good tutor since she was a child. Although she is young, she is no worse than some 40-year-old giant crocodile in the Shanghai.

Even mastering an independent company, not surprised when things happen, calm and calm, and now I can't control my temper because of the attitude of a teenager, which is a bit strange.

Wu Yuanqing and the others were dumbfounded for an instant. They didn't expect Zhuo Bufan to know Ye Lao, but they didn't know what their relationship was, and they were a little bit uncertain.

"Young Master Zhuo, do you want to go in and meet the market?" Nintendo said.

Lian Shijian curled his mouth, his face was innocent and pitiful, "Yes, but others won't let us in."

Ye Changsheng laughed and said, "Mr. Zhuo, why don't you go in with us?"

"Thank you." Zhuo Bufan nodded.

A group of people walked into the house, Ye Lao led the way, and the bodyguards were not embarrassed. The house was full of flowers, flowers and grass, but unfortunately there was no bloom in winter, only a winter plum blossomed in the corner.

Nintendo said with a smile, "Master Zhuo, if you were not for your help on the train, I'm afraid I haven't had a chance to follow Mr. Ye. You are my lucky star."

"You wait for you to invite me to dinner." Zhuo Bufan said with a smile.

"That is necessary." Nintendo patted his chest hard.

Ye Bing withdrew Yu Guang from Zhuo Bufan, a trace of irritation flashed in his eyes. Na Zhuo Bufan was even younger than her next year, but he was so angry that he would not humiliate the top power.

"Grandpa, why are you helping him? I followed your instructions and paid him an annual salary and various benefits. He actually refused you." Ye Bing took Ye Changsheng's arm and muttered dissatisfiedly.

Ye Changsheng took a deep look at her, "You kid, you usually do things calmly, but now you are like a little girl. Is being disturbed by a man?"

"Grandpa..." Ye Bing's pretty face showed a blush, shaking the old man's hand, "I just can't understand him, don't make fun of me."

"Well, Grandpa doesn't make fun of you." Ye Changsheng laughed. Immediately looking at the old man next to him, he said, "Old Hu, this time I have suffered for you."

"Lao Ye, you are kind to me, you are polite to say this, and I haven't done any business." The white-haired old man chuckled lightly.

Nintendo has a lively character and talks a lot. He glanced at the white-haired old man with a slight look, revealing a mysterious look, and whispered: "Master Zhuo, do you know who the white-haired old man is?"

Zhuo Bufan shook his head, "I don't know."

"I tell you he is the master of Feng Shui, Master Hu, who is proficient in metaphysics, the Book of Changes, and gossip. I heard that a native of Canglan and has friendship with Elder Ye. This time Elder Ye invited him to take the hand." Nintendo whispered.

The so-called palm eye is to distinguish between true and false things, good or bad, the most important of which is antiques that need to be distinguished, and some rare medicinal materials. Nowadays, the technology is advanced and the methods are clever. .

"Isn't it a lie?" Lian Shijian blinked his eyes and asked in a low voice.

"Hush." ​​Nintendo was scared, put his finger to his mouth, and glanced at Master Hu quietly, "Be quiet, I have seen Master Hu put his finger in the water, and the water freezes. It must be a god. people."

Zhuo Bufan faintly smiled, his eyes condensed aura, glanced at Hu Lao, and found that there was a slight aura fluctuation in the opponent's body, but it was too weak, similar to the previous Master Wu, but now it is far behind Master Wu.

There are about a hundred people in the house. The lovers and bodyguards of the rich are all inside. About 30 rich people with worth more than one billion are here. Seats have been placed next to them, gathered together in a circle, and left in the middle. An open space is a simple and small auction site.

"Mr. Zhuo, sit here." Ye Changsheng greeted.

Zhuo Bufan couldn't do it either. He sat beside Ye Changsheng, and Shi Jian stood behind him obediently.

"The auction has begun!"

A middle-aged man wearing brass glasses and a long gown came out with a loud voice.

Most of the auction items are genuine medicinal materials, such as wild ginseng that is more than 100 years old, but also some other kinds of medicinal materials and rare gems.

However, Zhuo Bufan was not interested in these ordinary products, but Yu Guang suddenly looked at the man sitting in the middle, the man with a small beard, in his early forties, and seven or eight well-trained people standing behind him. The bodyguard, the people sitting next to him seemed to be faintly headed by him.

This person is Yang Wenshan, the underground overlord of Canglan City, who exudes strong pressure.

But Zhuo Bufan was not interested in him. Instead, his gaze narrowed, looking at a person sitting next to Yang Wenshan, his whole body covered in a black robe, only a piece of finger like a dead branch was exposed, others could not see it, but Zhuo Bufan saw the black energy lingering on the opponent's body.

More importantly, Zhuo Bufan felt a familiar breath on his body.

"Master Shan, the guy who injured the young master is actually here, sitting with Ye Changsheng." A bodyguard leaned down and whispered in Yang Wenshan's ear.

"Huh?" Yang Wenshan's brows wrinkled, his eyes shot directly on Zhuo Bufan's body, frowned and said: "I thought it was something, it was related to the Ye Family in Huozhou? It's a pity that this is my site. , Hurt my son, even the Ye family can't keep you."

He was about to order something, and suddenly the black-robed old man next to him made a hoarse voice, "Do the business first, don't move that person."

"This..." Although Yang Wenshan was puzzled, he dared not refute, nodded, and ordered: "You guys pay attention to his whereabouts and don't act rashly."

"Yes, Lord Shan."

At this time, the auctioneer standing in the open patted his palms, and two ceremonial beauties in cheongsam came on stage. They carried a glass box in their hands, about the size of a tablet, but they looked very heavy.

The auctioneer uncovered the red cloth, and everyone looked over curiously.

You must know that the last thing left in the auction is the finale. When the auctioneer uncovered the red cloth, everyone was disappointed. The dark and dark inside was actually a black stone, and it was more of an iron block.