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Everyone was shocked by He Chunrong's questioning.

Yes, even if the furniture in this hall is worth tens or hundreds of billions, does it have anything to do with Xu Qing?
No matter how valuable it is, it belongs to the Cang family!
10 billion yuan to buy furniture, for the Cang family's current industry, at most half a year's profit.

The bosses present couldn't afford it, and Xu Qing couldn't even afford it!
Cang steward smiled:

"Dong Cang has confessed that whoever lives in the palace is the owner of these items."

"Hey! You mean, Mr. Xu is the owner of these furniture, it's such a big party." He Chunrong refused to let go.

Steward Cang smiled slightly, without saying any more, and led the crowd straight through the hall and into the interior.

Bypassing the screen wall, the interior of the main hall is still luxuriously furnished, with carved beams and painted buildings, magnificent.

Everyone walked all the way, marveling at the splendor of this palace.

In addition to the utility room, small meeting room, entertainment room, gymnasium, etc., there are also large and small rooms, as many as twenty or thirty rooms.

At the end of the corridor, there is a bedroom.

The door panel of the bedroom, like the main entrance, is inlaid with "nine roads and seven roads" door nails, and a door plaque is hung on it, with four powerful, flying and phoenix-painted characters written on it:

The sparrow is sleeping!

Everyone is admiring that these four words are beautifully written.

Only Xu Qing looked at the door plaque silently, feeling a burst of emotion in his heart, and secretly said: Cang Yin really has a heart.

Pushing the door open, everything in the bedroom is available.

Mr. Yu hugged the bedpost of the "Jiangxiang rosewood carved dripping water bed" in the bedroom, and couldn't put it down.

This bed was also made by Lin Zhongchi. Although it was an early work, it was when Lin Zhongchi was most creative. The carvings on the bed were ingenious and beautiful.

Mr. Yu has only seen it in the pictures, and knows that the value of this bed can no longer be measured by money.

And a few arty bosses stood by the wall, admiring the authentic calligraphy and paintings of celebrities hanging on the wall.

Several female guests were naturally attracted by the jewelry on the dressing table next to them.

These jewelry are also handmade by famous masters, and they are all styles that have never appeared on the market. Not to mention the materials of real gold, silver, diamonds and emeralds, the workmanship and shape alone are already the best of the best.

If any woman can wear one of these to go out, she will immediately become the focus of attention.

As for Fatty Yang, Hu Shengkang and other young people, they have already noticed the BOSE top family theater system, as well as the "four-way Titan" high-end computer next to it.

Looking again, there are several game consoles such as PS4 on the table, and when the drawer is opened, it is full of the latest and most complete physical collection versions of various game masterpieces.

Fatty Yang smacked his mouth and exclaimed secretly: Damn, these drawers of games add up to more than 20 yuan, right?

The whole bedroom, although the degree of luxury is eye-opening to everyone, but everything is simple.

It seems that these valuable jewelry, calligraphy and paintings are no different from ordinary street stalls in the eyes of the owner. They can be taken out and used at any time, and there is no need to carefully collect them.

This is the real style.

For the things in this room, the few bigwigs with a lot of money present could buy two or three of them.

But when they buy it back, they must put it in a safe and refuse to show it to others easily.

If any one is lost or bumped, it will definitely feel distressed for a long time.

It is this tiny detail that makes the wealth gap between them and Cang Dong vividly reflected.

Everyone was amazed, almost everyone found their favorite place in this bedroom.

It can be said that this small bedroom is the essence of the whole palace!
The people who can live here are no longer enough to be described as "rich", but "respected"!

"Master Cang, you brought us here just to show us? Is Mr. Xu going to stay here tonight?"

As the host of today's reception, He Chunrong knew he couldn't lose face, and planned to bring the focus back to Xu Qing.

Mr. Yu hugged the bedpost:

"Hmph, how dare he sleep on such a good bed? I feel suffocating to watch the door here."

"Xu Qing has the capital to sleep here, so why let my cousin's family squeeze into that crappy house?" Song Yulan stood up and ridiculed without losing the opportunity.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense with a security guard?" Zhang Mingbo reminded while holding a few game discs.

Xu Qing and the other three stood at the door, silent.

Seeing this, Guanshi Cang opened the safe next to the bedside table in front of everyone, and took out an ancient scroll from inside.

He spread it out in front of everyone, with eight large characters on it:
"The dragon and the sparrow are coiling, and the heavenly horse and the half man!"

"Good word!"

"Nice poem!"

"It's so expensive!"

"What do you mean?" He Chunrong asked in a daze when he heard others' praise.

There are a few bosses next to me who are already speechless to Mrs. Liu:
After all, you are also the wife of the Liu family, why are you similar to a village woman?

I don't ask you to speak elegantly, learn from ancient and modern times, and have some basic common sense, right?

"These eight characters are a famous sentence in Zhang Heng's "Tokyo Fu" in the Eastern Han Dynasty." Qian Meimei explained coldly, feeling extremely contemptuous of this vitriolic Mrs. Liu in her heart.

Steward Cang stood with his hands down, and said to Xu Qing with a calm smile:
"When Mr. Xu came in this morning, he mentioned these words to me."

"I didn't understand it at the time, but now I know that you are the master of this palace."

"We have been waiting for you for seven years, and finally we have you. It's a pity that Dong Cang is not here, hey."

After Manager Cang finished speaking, there was a dead silence in the bedroom.

Even Mr. Yu's heavy, rhythmless breathing sound disappeared.

All the people kept the same movements as Guanshi Cang spoke, as if they had been immobilized.

Silent, dumb.

I don't know who took the lead. After being stunned for more than a minute, everyone's heads turned to where Xu Qing was.

Dozens of gazes were all focused on Xu Qing.

In that gaze, He Chunrong was extremely shocked and confused.

It's incredible that Mr. Yu almost stares to bleed.

Song Yulan and others made suspicious guesses.

Of course, Qian Meimei's admiration, Yang Fatty's astonishment, and Zhao Liangcheng's joy were indispensable.

Dozens of gazes, all of which were completely different, gathered on Xu Qing's body, and they were wonderful.

"Grass..." Yu Gongzi was stupid for a long time before uttering a dirty word from his mouth, but he didn't have the previous momentum.

"Impossible!" He Chunrong came back to his senses, and immediately yelled, his tone extremely jealous, like a pig's cry, bringing everyone back to reality.

"This...how is this possible? Manager Cang, are you right? He, he is a security guard!" Hu Shengkang shouted depressingly.

"Yes! There are plenty of people with higher status and status than him. If anyone is invited to come out, they will crush him. How can he stand here?" Zhang Mingbo was extremely puzzled.

"Director Cang, don't misunderstand Director Cang, let a security guard ruin such a good place." Zhang Hengyuan reminded with a heartbroken heart.

Facing everyone's questioning, Cang Guanshi remained silent all the time. After everyone calmed down, he smiled slightly and said:
"Okay, ladies and gentlemen. Let's not hinder Mr. Xu's rest."

"Also, Mrs. Liu, don't forget to put the 'Millennium Blood Jade Pendant with Diamonds' that you took away just now."