My Past Life Exposure Shocked the Whole Internet Chapter 65

Chapter 65 The Zhou family is disappointed, Young Master Yan gives a gift [1 update]

Jiating Auction is the organizer of this auction held at the Nancheng Art Center, and it is also an established auction house.

In addition to the auction items provided by the company, they also have many private collections.

Yesterday in Nancheng, Jia Ting Auction reached the highest transaction amount in history - 380 million.

Among them, Zhou Hechen alone contributed 300 million, and the Jia Ting Auction naturally regarded him as a guest.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Hechen's voice deepened, "Don't you know I'm busy? Where did you get my personal number?"

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Zhou." The person in charge's voice was obviously filled with panic. "This matter is very important. I, I can't bear it."

Zhou Hechen frowned: "What on earth is going on? I don't have time to waste time with you!"

"It's like this, Mr. Zhou. Yesterday you took a picture of the authentic portrait of Princess Yongning and offered a high price of 300 million." The person in charge said, "We are very grateful to Mr. Zhou for his support. However, we just received a request from Yun News from the Beijing Art Association.”

Every time the person in charge said something, Mrs. Zhou's expression became colder.

If Mrs. Fang hadn't come to Zhou's house to talk to her about this matter today, she probably wouldn't have known how long Zhou Hechen would have kept him in the dark!

"What's the news?" Zhou Hechen's eyes instantly turned cold, "You want me to donate? Impossible."

One sentence after another, like thunder falling, Zhou Hechen's reason exploded to pieces.

Zhou Hechen took a deep breath, his expression still empty.

Zhou Hechen shook his head and said in a hoarse voice: "Mom, I don't know..."

"We can only return the remaining 90 million to you." The person in charge did not dare to express his anger, "But don't worry, Mr. Zhou, the Yunjing Art Association has reported the matter to the 723 Bureau. If it can be traced, This person will definitely get all the money back!”

"Zhou Hechen, you said before that 300 million yuan to buy an authentic copy of Princess Yongning was worth it, but what about now?" Mrs. Zhou smiled angrily, with anger flashing in her eyes, "Okay, 300 million yuan bought a fake one, and it's worthless at all!"

She admitted that she and the head of the Zhou family had only focused on cultivating Zhou Heyuan, and treated Zhou Hechen and his daughter Zhou Zhiyun in a half-care and half-discipline manner.

With a "pop" sound, the fuselage was torn apart.

As long as Zhou He is far away, the Zhou Group will not collapse, and Zhou Hechen and Zhou Zhiyun can enjoy a lifetime of carefree happiness with the group's dividends every year.

"Mr. Zhou, are you listening?" The person in charge was startled by the voice. "We have always shared a 30-70 split with the private party that provided the collection. The money from the auction yesterday was transferred to the other party's account. It is from abroad. It is estimated that it will be difficult to recover…"

"No, no, no, it's not." The person in charge said hurriedly, "They just, that is to say, this painting is not actually authentic. It is one of several fakes that have been leaked from the Starman Federation Empire. It's just that this fake is very different. It's It was imitated by people three hundred years ago.”

Mrs. Zhou couldn't bear it anymore, cut off the call, and smashed the phone on the ground.

"Mr. Zhou, I'm very sorry. We didn't expect such a thing to happen." The person in charge apologized repeatedly, "It is true that the other party was too cunning to deceive with such a top-notch fake."

“Mr. Zhou? Mr. Zhou? Are you still listening?” The person in charge added, “We—”

Even if it can be traced, the other party may have already transferred the funds or exchanged them for something else.

An imitation from three hundred years ago?

Zhou Hechen could no longer hear the voice on the phone. He loosened his hand and dropped the phone on the coffee table with a clang.

But during this period, Mrs. Zhou was extremely disappointed with Zhou Hechen.

Zhou Hechen's head buzzed, and the expression on his face disappeared, leaving only a blank space.

Unexpectedly, a natural disaster struck overnight, and Zhou Heyuan was in a car accident and became a vegetative state. The Zhou family had to urgently train Zhou Hechen and drive him to the top. Zhou Hechen's performance in the past few years has also been good.

Having said that, it's actually not that easy.

At this moment, his thoughts gradually became clear.

If the young man in Box 7 hadn't bid against him, he wouldn't have been inspired to bid a high price of 300 million!

"You don't know? Don't you have basic judgment? It's really Princess Yongning's authentic work. How can it be put up for auction in Nancheng?" Mrs. Zhou cursed loudly, "Wouldn't it sell more if it was placed in Yunjing? Zhou Hechen, I'm warning you again, you didn't earn this money!”

Zhou Hechen pursed his lips, his face was as pale as paper, his brows and eyes were full of embarrassment and embarrassment, and his heart was twitching.

"Go back to the room!" Mrs. Zhou said coldly, "Don't go to the company for the time being, and don't even think about seeing Sheng Yunyi. The housekeeper has collected all his communication tools and is not allowed to use the Internet!"

She must discipline Zhou Hechen well, otherwise the Zhou family will collapse like a tall building.

　　After lunch, Ye Turning opened the door to the psychological consultation room.

Yan Tingfeng was the only one in the room. He was leaning on the single sofa under the window. He was still wearing the plain white clothes, which made his figure as tall and straight as a jade tree.

The sun fell on him, like fresh snow reflecting the golden glow.

In the daytime, he was too clear and pure, with a gentle and flawless temperament, and had nothing to do with the words killing and violence.

"Miss Ye is here. She is busy today and didn't have time to make tea." Yan Tingfeng put the book in his hand on the table and smiled softly, "But I brought you what you wanted."

He opened the prepared box and found several pieces of armor inside.

"Huh?" Ye Banglan was startled in a rare moment, "So fast?"

"I know someone who doesn't need these. The airlift will come soon." Yan Tingfeng's eyes were filled with smiles, "But there are only so many."

“That's a lot.” Ye Banglan stretched out his hand, caressed the fragments carefully, and whispered, “It's really a lot.”

Brother Wang…

She will mend his armor and take him home. She would not let King Yan and the others die in vain.

"Thank you." Ye Banlan calmed down the turbulent emotions in his heart and raised his head again, "Can I check your pulse?"

Yan Tingfeng raised his eyebrows and stretched out his right hand: "It's disrespectful."

Ye Wanlan's fingers covered his pulse and began to feel it.

Ten seconds later, Yan Tingfeng asked: "What did Miss Ye see?"

Ye Tuanlan said nothing and was still feeling for his pulse.

Very strange pulse condition, she had never seen it before.

It is unbelievable that such complicated pulse conditions would appear in human beings.

"You actually..." Ye Banlan paused, "It's not easy to still be alive."

Hearing these words, Yan Tingfeng's eyes seemed to have flashes of lightning and thunder, and his anger surged, but his voice was still gentle: "Why did Miss Ye say that?"

“Praise you.” Ye Banlan withdrew his hand, “I need to go back and read a book, you drink the medicine first.”

Yan Tingfeng returned to his normal demeanor and said in a gentle tone: "Thank you, Miss Ye, for your concern."

"You're welcome, the teacher is looking for me, I'll leave first." Ye Banlan nodded slightly, "If you feel any physical discomfort, please contact me at any time."

He helped her find the relics of King Yan, so she naturally wanted to cure him.

When going out, Ye Banglan met Rong Yu. She nodded and left.

Rong Yu actually arrived three minutes ago and hasn't gone in yet. He was curious: "She can diagnose your pulse? Her method of detecting your pulse is better than the elders I know in the Su family."

“Yeah.” Yan Tingfeng responded in a very calm voice.

"I thought she just asked her deskmate from the Su family about some relevant matters." Rong Yu felt curious, "Is it possible that she knows how to heal?"

Yan Tingfeng held her head in one hand and smiled gently: "So, I am becoming more and more interested in her."

Rong Yu didn't dare to speak, he just muttered to himself.

Who knows what your interests represent?

The phone rang, Yan Tingfeng glanced at it and picked it up, then pressed the hands-free button.

"Hello? It's me." A voice of gritted teeth came from the receiver, "Yan, what do you mean, where are the fragments of my gold and black iron armor? Why did you take them all away for me?!"

He collected for ten years before receiving thirty-eight pieces.

In the end, he just went out for a drink, and after eighteen hours of sleep, his baby disappeared!

“Well, I didn't leave any of it.”

The other party was furious and incredulous: "What's wrong with you? You're not interested in King Yan's relics!"

Yan Tingfeng: "I'm done."

"Hey you-"

The phone was hung up and the world was quiet.

"Who is it?" Rong Yu came over and suddenly thought of something, he was shocked, "You must be that kid from the Xiang family..."

“It's him.” Yan Tingfeng's voice was light.

"I'll tell you who still has so many armor fragments. He is a descendant of the Xiang family." Rong Yu was speechless, "If you rob his ancestor's things, he will definitely fight you to the death!"

"Correction, it's an exchange." Yan Tingfeng smiled, "I left him something else."

Rong Yu thought of his miraculous operation of exchanging priceless divination jade bones for Su embroidery sachets and stopped talking.

Having money means being willful.

Over here, the office of the leader of the physics team.

"This time our No. 7 Middle School has four places for the summer training camp. If you can achieve excellent results in the training camp, you will be favored by the professors of Yunjing University." The leader of the physics group said to the three students in front of him, "Xu Bai, Yi Wei and Jiao Jiao, you must perform well."

The three of them nodded.

Xue Yiwei asked: "Teacher, is there another person?"

“Oh, there is another student named Ye Banglan from Class 1.” The leader of the physics group beamed, “She is not from our physics class. I called her and she will be here soon.”

This is the treasure he snatched from the hands of the history team leader, so he must take good care of it.

Su Xubai and Xue Yiwei looked at each other. The two people, who had never shown their emotions very often, saw shock, disbelief and anger on each other's faces.

He wanted to know how big the backstage of Ye Turning the Waves was, and how much connections it had with the leader of the physics team?

Xue Yiwei patted Su Xubai's shoulder comfortingly, with a cold expression: "Teacher, if she goes, we won't go."

Good morning~~

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(End of this chapter)

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