Racing Queen: The president is not too cold

"Come in!" Ji Chuncheng yelled impatiently, this matter is really one wave after another, endless!
The person who came was Ji Chuncheng's most trusted personal assistant, a man in his thirties, who had been by Ji Chuncheng's side since he entered the big dye vat of society.

Many of Ji Chuncheng's visible or shady affairs are handled by this assistant.

"Master, the things have arrived, and they are now in the safe."

When Ji Chuncheng heard it, he nodded: "It's good to have it shipped, Ling Yue doesn't know what he wants to do this time, so it's better to prepare in advance, just in case."

The assistant already knew what happened yesterday, he hesitated for a while, but decided to remind Ji Chuncheng.

"Young master, I think Ling Yue's goal this time is not only the genuine product, he called so many reporters, it means that he is not prepared."

If he only wanted the genuine item, then there was no need to make such a big battle. Looking at the scene now, he has no other plans...

Ghosts believe it!

Ji Chuncheng suppressed the worst guess in his mind and tried his best to regain his composure. The time for identification is coming soon, and as the master, he cannot be late.

Bypassing a place of broken porcelain, Ji Chuncheng went to the Appreciating Treasure Hall, where the appointment was made today.

Various experts invited by the auction house have already taken their seats, waiting for the treasure appraisal to start.

Ling Yue and Yan Hui sat across from them. They were only two lonely people. Facing these dozen or so people, their momentum was much weaker.

There are still 15 minutes to start, why Uncle Ming and Shen Lian haven't come yet, Yan Hui looked at the phone, feeling a little anxious.

Knowing that Shen Lian would come, they didn't invite other experts at all. After all, with the "magic hand", one is enough.

However, if Shen Lian didn't come, they would really become poor commanders...

Although Yan Hui knew where it was fake, but with her current status, her convincing power was far from enough. No one would convince a girl in her early 20s, especially since she had no previous experience in this area.

A cultural relic must bear the brand that belongs to that era. To identify its authenticity, an inadvertent place may become its flaw or evidence.

Seeing that the time was getting closer, even Ling Yue was already asking her: "Why hasn't the magic hand come yet?"

Yan Hui became more and more anxious, and even thought of the worse possibility... Could something happen to them?

Called, no one answered.If it wasn't for the fact that she still needed to carry it, so that the person opposite could not see the joke, Yan Hui would have been in a panic.

The door of the treasure appraisal hall was opened again, Ji Chuncheng and Zhou Man'er walked in, seeing that only Ling Yue and Yan Hui were sitting on the other side, they all had surprised expressions on their faces.

Didn't you say you want to hire someone?Are these two people ready to fight in person?

Ling Yue glanced at Yan Hui again, his mouth squirmed, and he said in an almost inaudible voice, "Are you reliable or not?"

At this time, Yan Hui couldn't hold it anymore: "I don't know why, but I don't answer the phone."

Ling Yue frowned, took the phone and fiddled with it a few times.

"I have notified people, and others will come in a while." He said.

Yan Hui was embarrassed, "Sorry, I don't know what went wrong over there..."

"It's nothing. It's extremely difficult to get a magic hand. If you can't get it, it's okay. Anyway, I have other preparations on my side."

Ling Yue has a habit of doing things. He never pins his hopes on a single person or thing. He prefers to make N-handed preparations in order to deal with various situations that may arise at any time.

His success is not without reason, and the effort he put into it is far more than ordinary people.

"Mr. Ling, where is the expert you invited?" Ji Chuncheng asked with a smile.

The tone of his voice was full of gloating and sarcasm, and it looked like he was provocative.

Without even moving his eyelids, Ling Yue said to him calmly, "Isn't it time yet?"

Seeing that the time was about to reach ten o'clock, the door of the Treasure Hall was finally opened again, and a group of people filed in. After seeing Ling Yue, the leader greeted Ling Yue respectfully:

"Master, we are late."

Obviously, this is a team, and everyone in it is well-mannered, elite in suits and leather shoes, with all kinds of things in their hands.

After entering, they sat behind Ling Yue and began to make preparations in an orderly manner, showing extremely high professionalism.

Yan Hui has been in a state of stunned since they came in, she never imagined that there is such a team beside Ling Yue.

"You... Is there anything else you can't arrange?" Yan Hui deeply felt a "proud" waywardness.

Summon a professional team to serve him every minute!
The little woman's amazed eyes made Ling Yue feel a little bit of pride in his heart. He had to admit that Yan Hui's eyes really pleased him.

With such a team, Yan Hui felt less guilty. After all, if Ling Yue lost face because of her, how could she have the nerve to live in someone else's house?
Ji Chuncheng watched Ling Yue recruit a team with a wave of his hand, and said in his heart that it was impossible not to be jealous, the gap between people was revealed inadvertently.

"Mr. Ling, some media friends want to come in and watch, do you agree?" Ji Chuncheng asked with a smile.

Ling Yue nodded, "Of course."

Ji Chuncheng turned around, his smiling face turned gloomy in an instant, of course he could, didn't he recruit these reporters?
The reporters outside waited dizzily, their mouths were dry, and finally waited until the staff inside informed them that they could go in.

However, not all journalists are qualified to enter, only a few have obtained the qualification to enter.

For a while, other reporters who failed to get in complained all over the sky, but they had no choice but to watch others go in, while they were still blocked.

Everything is in place, and the identification of Tang Qingci has officially begun.

Ji Chuncheng stretched out his hand to ask Ling Yue to come out first, but Ling Yue refused: "You should go first."

"How about it? Mr. Ling is a guest, so you should invite him first." Ji Chuncheng said hypocritically.

Ling Yue smiled slightly: "The truth and the correct result come at the end, so I'll just wait."

He almost said that he must be wrong, and Ji Chuncheng's face almost contorted again.

The smell of gunpowder filled the air, and the reporters who were invited in all cheered up.