Song Ye was also quite curious on the stage, looking at the jade seal hanging upside down in mid-air. He lamented that all walks of life are profound and profound, and it is not easy to study them thoroughly.
Meng Ziheng's achievement at this age is obviously due to his own preferences and he spends all his time researching.
Today on the stage, he will definitely expose the truth that this is a fake. If Bai Hua mentions it again in the future, not only will the Meng family lose face, but the Meng family will also be discredited in the appraisal industry.
He understands the importance of choosing the lesser of two powers.
At tonight's Hongmen Banquet, Meng Ziheng showed off his unprecedented appraisal skills, which shocked the entire audience, but the biggest loser was still the Meng family.
I bought a fake for 67 million. Even if it is fake, I have signed a contract in advance and the money and goods have been cleared. I will definitely suffer this dumb loss.
"Fake..." Mr. Meng shook his body precariously and fell down on the chair. Even if he pretended to be calm, the pale look on his face still betrayed his inner peace at this time.
How could Fu Tong'er have the time to care about others? She thought she could turn things around, but it turned out to be a raging fire that buried her future. She stood there blankly, listening to the voices of comments and accusations coming from all around. She raised her head and stared blankly at the tall young man standing on the high platform. A line of tears fell from her gentle eyes.
Meng Ziheng, why do you just refuse to look at me again? Even if you can love me a little over the years, why am I like this...
But no matter how much infatuation and reluctance you have, you can no longer undo the predetermined ending.
In full view of everyone, Bai Hua personally held the jade seal in the tray and handed it to them. His laughter was as hearty as ever, "Haha, Mr. Meng, don't be discouraged. You missed the mark this time. If you find the real one next time, I will still give you the right to choose first.”
Mr. Meng shook his lips. He could no longer be polite. The hand he stretched out to pick up the things was trembling. Finally, the moment he took the tray into his hand, there was a clang, and with the sound of the tray knocking over to the ground, the old man's limbs hung limply on the ground. on the ground.
Meng Zi Hengxin, who was on the high platform, was startled and rushed towards the audience in big strides, "Grandpa."
The old man had high blood pressure and could not bear stimulation. This time he fell into a coma and was in a dangerous situation. Many people present took out their mobile phones to call an ambulance.
"Zi Heng, hurry up, carry the old man on your back and get in the car. This place is too far from the city and the ambulance can't wait." Fang Ye hurriedly walked over with his brothers and directed a few people to carry people into the car in the most calm manner.
Meng Ziheng was in a trance. He could only give one command and one action in the chaos. His eyes wandered and he caught a glimpse of the familiar figure on the seat at the rear left. His anxious heart felt as if he had been hit hard by a heavy punch. The hard impact made my heart feel cramped.
Yes, it was he who had vowed and made up his mind to regain the sovereignty of the Meng family at any cost, even if it cost the lives of his relatives.
Could it be that Song Ye had long expected that there would be a situation like this, so he gave himself a choice
But ask yourself, even if you give him another choice now, he will still stick to his original decision.
In a hurry, he looked into those cold eyes, and the latter nodded to him, indicating that the next thing would be left to her. Meng Ziheng felt relieved, and then he took the old man away.
There won't be peace here from now on, and it's not suitable for these brothers to stay here anymore.
"Hey, there are unforeseen circumstances, and people have misfortunes and misfortunes. I hope the old man of the Meng family can relax. This antique is a risky business. If something goes wrong, wouldn't it be the fault of my Bai family?" Bai Hua sighed with emotion. , pretending to distance themselves from each other, and not caring about Mr. Meng’s life or death at all.
Even if he was not angry with the Meng family to death at this auction, it was enough to make him unable to recover. From now on, this antique industry will be his Bai family's world. When he thought of this, Bai Hua couldn't stop the pride in his eyes. There was even more excitement at the banquet. They were talking and laughing, so unhappy.
"Well, you can start." Under the eaves, a young man in white clothes and trousers only gave instructions to the other end of the phone, then hung up the phone, rubbed the rim of the wine glass with his fingertips, and stared at the scene of people drinking and drinking in the screen window. , the look in his eyes is dark and unclear.
Suddenly, he felt something tugging at the hem of his clothes. Song Ye was stunned for a moment. He lowered his eyes and looked down, and saw a small white robe wrapped around him. A child with clear features was looking up at her, "You You were the one who defeated me that day, why are you here and dressed like this?"
Song Ye was slightly surprised, thinking that even the thoughtful Fang Ye didn't recognize his disguise, but he didn't expect that this kid from the Bai family had very powerful eyes.
Without waiting for her reply, Bai Wenbo continued: "It's okay if you don't want to answer, but can you take me out of here?"
The child's voice was crisp, with a hint of childishness, but it was rare and calm. Looking at the little guy who had just reached his waist, Song Ye curled up the corner of his mouth and showed a playful smile, "Are you negotiating terms with me?"
"No." Bai Wenbo shook his little head, stared at Song Ye with his dark eyes, and said extremely seriously: "I am threatening you."
"Haha..." Song Ye couldn't help but chuckle, and touched his little head. However, the latter avoided it and continued to stare closely at him. Song Ye saw the child's nervousness and forbearance that were inappropriate for his age, so he was a little curious: "Aren't you a child of the Bai family? Now that the Bai family is prosperous, why do you want to leave?"
She knows that children have high IQs and can certainly understand some in-depth conversations.
Sure enough, when Bai Wenbo heard this, his expression dimmed and he lowered his head slightly, "I'm not from the Bai family, I was just selected from the orphanage for testing. They didn't treat me well."
It is common for large families to use all possible means to protect their human resources.
"Leaving, where do you want to go?" Song Ye probably guessed that the last time he suffered a defeat at the Meng family, the child was beaten no less, and he didn't ask too many questions. He just changed the subject and wanted to hear his plan.
"I... I want to follow you." Bai Wenbo raised his head again and stared at her closely, his small eyes showing determination, "As long as you give me food and don't beat me, I can do anything for you."
The thin and handsome face on his waist was surprisingly similar to Meng Ziheng's, but Bai Wenbo's aura was more wild. He knew how to size up the situation and seize the opportunity. Song Ye had to look at the little guy with admiration.
Finally, she put her palm on the child's head and said calmly: "Okay, remember what you said today. From now on, I will accept your life."
If she was a wolf, then Bai Wenbo was like a newborn wolf cub. She didn't mind keeping him in captivity until his claws were sharp.