"Well, let's start the auction." Mrs. Qing said. The others sat down. Even if the farce was over, Mrs. Qing took a look at Leng Shaoheng, and then returned to the shadow, without too much expression.

Leng Shaoheng, who didn't have the expected effect, was disappointed.

If she were Shen Qingqing, she would not say nothing when she saw here. His impression of Shen Qingqing was not so calm.

Leng Shaoheng is not in the mood to participate. Occasionally raised the sign, it is because the sound of the river wind around him interrupted his thoughts, let him think of it and the river wind.

However, Leng Shaoheng will still involuntarily fall into troubled thoughts.

The auction was as usual, two hours.

But today's two hours are longer than a month.

At the end, there is a closing ceremony. This ceremony is a great opportunity for everyone present.

Many people come here not even for antiques, but for this ceremony.

It's like a person who talks business in a club, for the sake of food, tobacco and wine, business and cooperation. Now people try their best to walk around, say hello to those who know each other, and get to know those who don't know each other. Maybe they will be partners next time.

Leng Shaoheng, of course, was invited by a group of people to participate in the topic. But he was not interested, let alone joined.

Leng Shaoheng walked to the VIP seat, but when he got to the front of the VIP seat, he could see nothing except the champagne tower.

He wanted to enter the VIP seat, but as soon as he stepped on his feet, he heard the waiter standing up to stop him: "Sir, you can't go in. You can't go in without the permission of Mrs. Qing."

Leng Shaoheng asked, "what's in it?"

During the whole auction period, Fu Qing, who has been in a dance hall in Changwai, came over.

The venue is divided into two halls, inside and outside, which are set together like dolls. Enter the gate, is a hall, only into a door, to the inside of the hall. Inside the hall is used to hold auctions and other activities that do not allow people to disturb, while outside the hall is the ballroom of the club. The sound insulation effect of the inner hall is good. If it doesn't come out, I really think there is nothing outside.

Leng Shaoheng said, "do you know how to come back?"

Fu Qing picked up a glass of champagne and said, "I'm going to visit my peers. By the way, I've got a lead singer."

Leng Shaoheng drew from the corner of his mouth, and his unhappy look appeared on his face: "I think you are doing something else."

Fu Qing said with a smile: "Hey, you see through, don't tell Enron, you and I know it."

"I'm not that free."

"By the way, what are you doing here?" Fu Qing asked.

Leng Shaoheng went back and said, "nothing."

Behind him, in the dark, sat the man all the time.

The lively atmosphere of the whole venue was very good. Leng Shaoheng also more or less forced himself to talk to these bosses. But from the beginning to the end, I didn't go back to the seat near jiangfengming.

Mrs. Qing was looking at the scene in the dark, but several men were walking away. They were talking and laughing lightly. They didn't look like serious people.

Those people blocked her sight, her eyebrows slightly frown, cold mouth, "please give way."

That cool tone let a few people all Leng for a while, then unconsciously back to both sides to make way for the road.

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