Chapter 74

Soon after dinner, they went to the auction house.

My uncle changed into an unobtrusive dress, but he still wore a hat.

Although he is fifty, he still looks young, introverted and gentleman.

The auction house is very big. Everyone who can come in has certain capital.

Today's auction is a charity auction, so many people came, even reporters came.

Xing Jiu'An and his uncle were also photographed. However, because they are not famous and are not known rich in China, they are very low-key even if they attract attention with their appearance and temperament.

"Don't you like being photographed?" my uncle asked softly.

Xing Jiu'An just saw one place and his eyes were a little cold.

Hearing the speech, she shook her head, "no, let's go in."

Uncle looked at the man who was noticed by Xing Jiu'An. He was a Chinese youth and looked good-looking, but he couldn't be said to be very good-looking. He couldn't have been noticed by Xing Jiu'An for so long unless he knew him.

He didn't care much. He entered the auction house with Xing Jiu'An.

This is a hall. The two are in the VIP seat in the front row. Uncle Wang goes in with him, and the bodyguard and driver guard outside.

As soon as he sat down, someone came. Uncle Wang stood up and said that the master and miss didn't want to be disturbed, so the man regretted and walked away.

"Said to accompany you, will not talk about business." Uncle smiled at Xing Jiu'An.

Xing Jiu'An smiled, "uncle is too high-profile."

The VIP seat can only be obtained by telling his identity, otherwise he can only go to the ordinary seat.

"No way, it's more comfortable here."

The auction began soon. They talked occasionally, but didn't talk much.

Xing Jiuan is not interested in many things. His uncle seems very interested,

Bidding is fun.

They bid too many times here, and they don't seem to worry about the problem of funds at all. Hundreds of millions of them are spilled casually. The auction is only half way through, and nearly ten things have been auctioned.

Xing Jiu'An only looked at it. He found that his eyes were locked here and looked at it immediately.

It's the man.

Xing Jiu'An will never forget that face.

After all, her death was caused by that man.

Wearing a silver gray suit, he was not far from Xing Jiu'An's position. Seeing Xing Jiu'An looking over, he didn't peek at the embarrassment of being caught, and smiled friendly at Xing Jiu'An.

His appearance can't be said to be bad. He doesn't look gloomy after the last life. He still looks a little gentle.

Xing Jiu'An can't stand his anger.

Sooner or later, she will let the man pay for what he has done.

She turned her head and stopped looking.

A reporter photographed this scene, but Xing Jiuan's eyes were well hidden and wearing a hat. He could only see his nose and chin, which was exquisite and beautiful.

They took a lot of the things here. Many reporters took photos, and they didn't care.

Of course, if you care, none of these photos will be sent out.

Uncle's power is not in China, but there are also some forces. It's easy to deal with some things.

Let alone Xing Jiu'An.

Xing Jiu'An is not interested in the things here. My uncle bought a lot of calligraphy and painting, jade, diamonds and several antiques.

At the end of the auction, they were preparing to get up and get things. Unexpectedly, someone came.

"Hello, Mr. Gunn. Can we talk?"

Xing Jiuan didn't move.

Uncle Gunn bent his lips. "Sir, I'm just here to buy something."