Security guard of the female president's son-in-law

The auction held by Zheng Zihan arrived in a blink of an eye, and it was not selected in Hanxue Garden, nor in the Zheng family's territory, probably because he was afraid that Meng Dong would not dare to go.

Instead, I chose the neutral Nanlin Hotel.

In a garden in the backyard, it was like a wedding, decorated extremely beautifully, many people gathered in small groups, chatting about things in their respective circles, but most of the chatting was about Meng Dong and Zheng Zihan, or About Wu Wenyan and the Zheng family.

Most people belonged to the Zheng family, but Wu Wenyan actually knocked out both of the second-rate families during the struggle between the Zhou family and the Lei family, so he had to take it seriously.

But they are still not optimistic about them. Now Wu Wenyan and Zhao Wanning are standing together, and no one comes up to strike up a conversation.

After a while, Meng Dong and Lao Chen came over, while the others hid far away, for fear that he would attack if he disagreed with each other.

At the last moment, Zheng Zihan led a mighty group of people to the courtyard, and a group of people greeted each other eagerly, forming a stark contrast.

Zheng Zihan looked this way, smiled slightly, and Meng Dong unceremoniously raised his middle finger.

This is the enemy, why be so hypocritical.

At this moment, behind Zheng Zihan, a man in a suit holding a sword came over, looked at Meng Dong, raised his head slightly and said, "You are Meng Dong? Let me introduce myself, Weng Zixuan, Zheng Zihan is my senior brother."

He had never met the real Meng Dong, because Zheng Zihan was the only one who went first when he came back.

Meng Dong didn't believe that he would not know him. After all, he was so close to Zheng Zihan, and the people he sent one after another were all killed. If they are not taken seriously, then the Zheng family is full of talents.

Hearing this question, he shook his head and said, "No."

Weng Zixuan frowned, and said coldly: "Don't quibble, I've seen your photo, and you are clearly Meng Dong!"

Meng Dong's mouth twitched, and he said contemptuously, "You don't believe me when I say it's not, so why don't you ask!"

"you……"

Weng Zixuan pointed at Meng Dong and didn't say a word for a while.

Finally flicking his sleeves, he said: "What's the use of skill in the mouth? As martial arts practitioners, we still have to rely on the skill in the hand."

"Oh!"

Meng Dong replied in a non-cold manner, this kind of person who comes to stand up for others, you can't talk to him, if you talk to him, he will get more and more enthusiastic.

Seeing that Meng Dong didn't take it seriously, Weng Zixuan drew his sword and said, "Come on, let me see how many catties you have."

Suddenly, there was a commotion among the crowd. Ye Yushen, accompanied by Ye Zheng, walked over, looked at the two of them and said, "It's okay. In the past, Nanlin Hotel couldn't use force, but today it's okay. Just fight!"

"Bitch, is it your turn?"

Weng Zixuan pointed at Ye Yushen with his sword, and when he was feeling proud, Zheng Zihan stepped forward and pressed his sword, bent slightly towards her and said, "Miss Ye, my junior brother is ignorant, please forgive me."

Ye Yushen also just smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, you can fight if you want, it's only for today."

After finishing speaking, he left again. Zheng Zihan glanced at Meng Dong, and then left with his junior brother.

Weng Zixuan looked at Ye Yushen's back and said dissatisfiedly, "Brother, who is she? Why should you give her face?"

Zheng Zihan sighed and said, "Don't worry about it, as long as you know that you can't offend me now, but since she said you can do it, let's play it by ear."

On Meng Dong's side, watching Ye Yushen leave, he looked at Zhao Wanning and said, "Old Zhao, you can't do it as a best friend. What you said just now was clearly intended to harm us."

Lao Zhao?How old am I, Zhao Wanning said unhappily: "It's you, not you, and we don't know how to do it."

This is really reasonable. Of the four of them, only Meng Dong has the ability to fight. Although Lao Chen is also in the inner strength, his strength is negligible.

Sad.

On the other hand, Ye Yushen, who was upstairs in the Nanlin Hotel, looked at the crowd below, and said with a smile, "Uncle Ye, why do you think Meng Dong can defeat Zheng Zihan? I think he is unlikely."

Ye Zheng laughed loudly and said, "Hahahaha, Miss, you've been mistaken this time. We were beaten by Li Yuanhao like dogs in the tomb, but he finally solved it. We still have some skills."

"Then what Uncle Ye means, you can't beat him?"

"I drew the sword, but he didn't even have a chance to draw it. She fired it with a bazooka."

Ye Yu's face darkened, can this compare?Unhappily said: "Uncle Ye, don't be joking, the situation in Linchuan is about to change."

Ye Zheng looked at Meng Dong outside the window, and said solemnly: "I'm not joking, this kid is smart, if you give him another year, Zheng Zihan will definitely not be an opponent."

Ye Yu said with deep emotion, "If he doesn't leave by himself, who can blame him?"

Next, Zheng Zihan's arrival is basically the finale, and the rest of the people who are going to come have already arrived.

Since the venue is not the Zheng family's venue, the auction is not the Zheng family's business. Instead, a female manager of Nanlin Hotel was invited to host the auction. Ye Yushen couldn't invite it. In fact, she rarely showed up.

At this moment, on a stage in front, a woman in a women's suit stood on it, and behind it was a large screen.

Two waiters brought up a plate covered with a red cloth, and the host smiled and said, "Everyone, at the entrustment of Mr. Zheng Zihan, I will hold this auction at the Nanlin Hotel. There are a total of 38 pieces in the collection, and the one with the highest price will win."

After finishing speaking, he removed the red cloth, and there was a white porcelain vase with a morning glory on it, and the big screen behind it could be seen more clearly.

The host laughed and said: "The starting price of the Ming Dynasty Xuande official kiln Sifang Wojiao vase is 500 million yuan, and each increase in price must not be less than 50 yuan."

As soon as the words came out, someone immediately shouted: "600 million!"

"650 million!"

"..."

Someone kept shouting, and Meng Dong joked: "38 cases, I suspect that Zheng Zihan is scolding us!"

Zhao Wanning cast a contemptuous glance, but Wu Wenyan echoed, "The first one is the Sifang Wojiao bottle, which obviously implies that we are bastards."

Meng Dong nodded and said: "Yes, this is unbearable, he must be cut, Lao Chen, have you done any research?"

Lao Chen looked at the pattern on the back, stroked his beard and said, "They revealed some auction items, including this one, which I really studied. Morning glory is a common decoration in the Xuande period. The brush is natural and vivid. The entangled vines, The blooming flowers express the flowers and leaves of the morning glory in a unique way."

Meng Dong took a look. In fact, the painting was just like that. The old rice bowl in his childhood felt similar to this one. He asked, "Is this fake?"

Old Chen shook his head, "I'm not sure, you have to hold it in your hand to see clearly, it depends on whether the inside of the device is stepped, but don't think about it, how could it be fake."

Saying it is the same as not saying it.

The price had reached 300 million at this time, and the host was about to call out. Zhang Xingli looked at Meng Dong and said with a smile, "I heard that Mr. Meng also understands antiques, so why didn't he ask for a price? Could it be that he doesn't like it?"

Looking at the eyes of a group of people, Meng Dong stretched his waist and said: "I don't want to shoot fake things like a group of scumbags, after all, I still want face!"

Zheng Zijie immediately yelled: "Meng Dong, you must show evidence for what you say. If you dare to slander our Zheng family, then don't blame us for being rude!"