Rebirth of the Peak Young Master
Chapter 901 901: A Wasteland
Ye Fengsheng shook his head. "You'd better deliver this glass of water to Uncle Qiu first, then go to that place."
Before he finished speaking, the sound of a message notification entered, not to report the text message address from Ye Fengsheng to Qin Chaoyu to Qiu Yun.
"That place..."!
Wen Yuqiu's eyes flashed a hint of suspicion, then he seriously used Ye Fengsheng's voice to say: "If someone comes looking for trouble in the future, you must hold back, don't start anything!"
"Why?"
Feng Sheng laughed. "I have to cover my eyes with my palms and avoid fighting. Why would I do that?"
Qiu Yun cut off Ye Feng's voice, saying: "You made such a big move that night. Today, you dare to go to the Zhuang family's place. Can they easily give you a gift?"
"Fine."
Ye Fengsheng said indifferently, "Chuanchuan still owes me a life, might as well take it back."
This Qiu Yun hadn't copied any idea of trying to persuade Ye Fengsheng, although time wasn't long, it didn't matter; he clearly saw the person's character.
At the same time, it was used in Fanghai City. The car remained quiet until Ye Fengsheng got off. Qiu Yun took out his phone. Yesterday, Zhuang Yuan's name dialed this number.
Personal feelings are emotional matters; it was merely a simple surface level rescue for Zhao, letting him remain barren.
"Mr. Ye, for you!"
Qin Chaoyu, who has been observing movements from the second floor, upon hearing Ye Feng's voice, his face filled with a smile and affection, but he pretended to say casually: "Otherwise, you said before, these days I'm not sure when you're not in Fanghai City."
Ye Fengsheng disliked this kind of obstructive judgment, he merely glanced at him lightly. "Do I need your consent to go anywhere?"
Qin Chaoyu, amidst fog and water, quickly laughed denying: "No, why would I, of course, not, Mr. Ye, where you want to go is your freedom, we don't have the courage to interfere."
Ye Feng was tired of the fierce and hypocritical temptation, asking: "Where is the Jade Marrow?"
Ye Fengsheng proactively changed the topic, avoiding the bitterness from Qin Chaoyu's side. He immediately replied: "The Jade Marrow is inside. It's a jade medal. We could have directly removed it, but due to ownership issues, there's a problem...!
Ye Fengsheng directly interrupted Qin Chaoyu's words and took the lead stepping: "Go first, there's no problem, yet need to see if it's Jade Marrow?"
This is the key thing. If the jade medal is Jade Marrow, then the problem we face now isn't a problem.
Daring not to say anything, Qin Chaoyu just followed by Ye Fengsheng's side, looking like a dignified lady all the way.
They walked together to a long hallway, seeing an old man dressed in black waiting there.
Qin Chaoyu quickly introduced: "This is Zhang Guansi, the curator of this exhibition hall. It was his discovery of Jade Marrow news that informed us."
"Good day, Miss Qin. Please follow me."
Zhang Guansi barely managed Qin Chaoyu's presence, turning around and leaving. Ye Fengsheng's presence was no longer visible.
Just because of the way he is now, if you don't know him, you probably wouldn't consider him the exhibition hall's steward, but rather the master's family.
As the exhibition manager under the Zhuang family name, he must qualify to reside. Many people in Fanghai City want to say a word in front of the Zhuang family; for the sake of climbing, he can get the Zhuang family's high-level approval, and as the person in charge, reached the exhibition to witness its endurance.
In the past, many wealthy and large businessmen had to bow to him, smiling and greeting. If not for Qin Chaoyu, why would he have been willing to come out? Now, how could such a peculiar young man attract his attention?
For this reason, Qin Chaoyu made it awkward. Fortunately, Ye Fengsheng paid no special attention, so he kept cautiously moving forward.
A steward ahead walked quickly without introducing the exhibit around us. Clearly, the purpose of this trip wasn't here. Besides, thanks to the Heavenly Eye, Ye Fengsheng easily recognized everything around him as junk. Besides the beginning of the year, it's useless here.
The three of them already passed through the corridor, reaching a small house in the garden behind the corridor. Then, the steward rhythmically knocked a few digits and pressed a fingerprint. After that, the three of them walked into a meticulously designed courtyard.
"Miss Qin, the guests are waiting for you. Please hurry."
Zhang exited the door, while the steward also closed the door.
Qin Chaoyu apologized with a smile to Ye Fengsheng: "Mr. Ye Xian, we have arrived. Let's all go in."
Ye Feng nodded, and following Qin Chaoyu, entered the hall.
More than half a century-old middle-aged individuals gathered at this table, discussing the seven matters. They couldn't find two people at all. In the back hall, a sleepy middle-aged first opened his eyes upon Qin Chaoyu's arrival and said, "Did it rain this morning? Let's begin!"
He was still sleepy, but his left and right hands had anything different?
But it's not so. This seemed like a reaction to some individuals gathered around the table who immediately returned to their seats with a solemn and serious expression.
Feeling they weren't the kind of people with heads rested on the bulk lying by the table.
People surrounded the table, and items in the boxes appeared. Although the bronzeware was cleaned very well, some mud and sand were contaminated on top. More importantly, a dagger box was polluted by blood, corrosion, solidification, and drying.
At first glance, one can see that these are tomb items, even those just unearthed, carrying a sense of dark spirit objects, Ye Feng's voice had already slightly furrowed his brows.
"Rain, we've waited half an hour, found so many children to help you out?"
A contemptuous phrase, followed by a slight smile on everyone's face.
Experience and age naturally should be equal, especially for the appraisal of ancient collapse; it's hard not to be refined without years of refining, while Qin Chaoyu discovered such a hairy head to palm his eyes, waiting for himself and others half a day, naturally dissatisfied. Relative length units.
Qin Chaoyu raised his head to look at the speaker, slightly smiling. "Mr. Ye didn't come to help my eyes, but joined me in bidding."
"Oh?"
Once these words were spoken, many people frowned.
"It's a bit irregular to do so, isn't it?"
One person spoke up, then everyone agreed.
Qin Chaoyu didn't explain this a bit, but focused on the middle-sized clothing class, saying: "Manager Su today guaranteed me to replace Mr. Ye, shouldn't this violate the rules?"
The Qin family doesn't need an umbrella to cover, nor sold dog meat with a lamb's head sign. He looked down on concealing Ye Fengsheng's identity. Then he gave Ye Fengsheng an idea, letting him go buy it on his own. He directly told everyone these words. Ye Fengsheng is equivalent to Qin Chaoyu.
Don't let the hall remain silent. After all, talents don't exist.
In such private bidding settings, rarely are strangers allowed to bid!
The old man closed his eyes halfway and said: "Since it's raining, you all say this. Even if I'm not giving face, I'll give your grandfather's face. I will do this today."
Clever, savvy people like to leverage others, which is certainly an impossible refusal. However, the Soviet store manager now had to open his mouth, taking Qin Kaihe to earn such subtle things.