Murong Jing glared at the stage: "only fools can buy such a high price!"
Then he took a sip of tea from the table and said, "that man seems to be angry."
Murong Jing naturally noticed.
"Yes, I see. I may have to move my muscles and bones later." As she said this, she pinched her fingers and said lazily, "I haven't had a fight for a long time. I'm really itching recently."
I drank a cup of tea lightly.
The hands also seem to itch.
The auction is like this. The one with the highest price wins.
If you don't think it's worth it, don't.
If you get a high price and feel that it is not worth it, you have to go to the bidder for trouble. That is the problem of character.
Murongjing picked up her mobile phone and called her men.
"I sent you an address. Come over and help me get something back."
"Not much. Just some calligraphy and paintings. One person can take them."
Before the auction.
When the man's men came back, they whispered in his ear, "young master, I can't find out what background the two women have. They don't belong to the imperial capital. They probably came from other places like us."
It would be easier if it were not a member of the imperial family.
The man narrowed his eyes and asked, "has anyone arranged it?"
"It is arranged to ensure that as soon as they leave the auction, they will fall into our hands."
The man smiled: "very good."
When the last auction is finished, the auction is over.
Shi Qian, Murong Jing and his men left Yajian to collect the spoils of the night.
Murong Jing asks her men to take everything away. She stays with Shi Qian for a while.
Murong Jing asked the organizer of the auction when the next auction would be held.
As she took almost all the calligraphy and paintings today, the organizer was very polite to her and answered the time of the next meeting.
She also said that she could leave her contact information and send her an invitation letter before the next event.