While the manhunt is in progress

Chapter 494 The Eve of the Auction
After arriving in Dingguo, the group immediately rushed to the reserved hotel.

Since the three of Zhu Shiping often go abroad, they are already familiar with the road, and they are even proficient in jet lag.

On the contrary, Yue Ningsong was too old and hadn't been abroad for a long time, so he couldn't get used to it.

However, even if the old man is not used to it, he will not be entangled. He simply picked up the auction catalog and watched it carefully, and unconsciously put all his attention on the exquisite catalog.

"Mr. Yue, is there a problem with the auction?" Song He, who was in the same room as Yue Ningsong, couldn't help asking curiously, "Are you worried about getting a fake?"

Yue Ningsong raised his head when he heard the words, and looked at Song He in surprise: "Xiao Sun, how did you see that?"

"Mr. Yue, you have been staring at that page for a long time. No matter how stupid I am, I can understand that there is something wrong with that thing." Song He sat opposite Yue Ningsong and poured a glass of water for the old man.

"I almost forgot the reason why Professor Shen recommended you." Yue Ningsong smiled when he heard this, took the water glass handed over by Song He, took a sip slowly and said, "The photo of this thing is very good, it looks like There's really nothing wrong with that."

"But I always feel like something is wrong. I feel uneasy when I look at it, but I can't find what the problem is."

Hearing this, Song He looked at Yue Ningsong with some embarrassment, scratched his head and said, "Teacher Yue, if you can't see the problem, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you at all."

Yue Ningsong waved his hands and said with a smile: "You don't need to help with the appraisal, you can just do what you are good at. Professor Shen can say that you are a master when it comes to pricing."

"Although Ding people are a little taboo in this regard, it doesn't matter, I will take care of it." Song He laughed when he heard this: "What I want to know now is what did my master say to you?"

Yue Ningsong started talking, put the catalog aside and said, "He told me your real name, and also said that you like to cause trouble everywhere under the name of Sun Xiaohai."

"By the way, he told you about the Cannes smuggling gang being stopped by you. I have to thank you..."

After a while, Yue Ningsong, who had been guided by Song He to relax during the conversation, looked tired and went back to his room to rest.

Song He quietly returned to his room, took out his mobile phone and dialed: "Hey, Liu Yun, help me check something..."

Five minutes later, Song He exchanged Liu Yun's transnational assistance at the cost of a large number of cooling equipment.

And three hours later, when he woke up from a light sleep, a packaged document had been sent to his mobile phone.

At the same time, a private plane landed at London City International Airport in the capital of Ding.

After the plane came to a stop, the figures of the mixed-race man and Uncle Zhong appeared one after another from the open cabin.

"The sky is still such an annoying color." The mixed-race man set up an awning to look at the sky, sneered, and then his expression became lonely again:

"Uncle Zhong, why do you think mother likes such a sky?"

Uncle Zhong behind the mixed-race man looked at the sky, and soon turned his attention to the mixed-race man again, his eyes soft and his face full of nostalgia:

"That's because Master Wei liked this kind of sky the most when he was a child."

As soon as Uncle Zhong finished speaking, mist filled the eyes of the mixed-race man.

He removed the palms that were placed above his eyebrows, slowly closed his eyes, raised his head towards the sun, and let the sunlight shine on his face.

After a while, the mixed-race man lowered his head and looked in the direction of Luncheng with cold and clear eyes: "Uncle Zhong, let's go to the manor to see my mother. I hope nothing changes there, otherwise, I'm afraid I will be very angry."

Uncle Zhong followed gently behind the mixed-race man, with some inexplicable emotion in his tone: "Master Wei, don't worry, no one dares to change the manor in the slightest."

Two hours later, the mixed-race man and Uncle Zhong, surrounded by many men, walked into a small manor on the outskirts of the city.

In a very large manor a few kilometers away from the manor, a well-dressed, middle-aged Dingguo man walked into the bright study and stood in front of a purely handmade classical desk.

"Father, are you looking for me?"

The man is slender and well-proportioned, with a thick voice.On his handsome face, there was just the right amount of respect mixed with doubts.

On the opposite side of him, an elderly man from the Ding country who was [-]% similar to him sat behind the desk, carefully looked at his favorite son for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Nathan, William is back."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man named Nathan frowned involuntarily, and glanced out of the window: "Is he in the manor?"

"Yeah." The old man took off his glasses on the bridge of his nose, looked into Nathan's eyes and said, "He'll be gone in three days, don't mess with him."

Nathan seemed to remember something, raised his head unnaturally, then nodded and said, "I know, father."

After receiving his son's promise, the old man's expression softened instantly: "I heard that you are going to attend an auction the day after tomorrow? Is there anything worth taking care of yourself?"

In an instant, Nathan put aside the fearful figure in his mind, and said with a bright smile: "There are a few Qin Xia's treasures, all of which are in Hamilton's collection, and they are very valuable."

"It's a good thing to be interested." The old man nodded and warned: "But don't get too addicted, you spend too much energy and resources on it, you should restrain yourself."

Nathan nodded and said, "I understand, father. I have already set a budget for this auction, and I won't exceed it."

The old man nodded in satisfaction, chatted with his son for a few words and let him leave.

At this time, Song He, who had no knowledge of what happened halfway across the city, was looking at a large amount of data in his mobile phone and carefully planning.

Half an hour later, when the three of Zhu Shiping adjusted their condition and came to visit Yue Ningsong, Song He directly pulled the four of them together, and said mysteriously: "Maybe I can spend less money and increase our bidding price." Success rate."

After saying that, Yue Ningsong and the other four looked at Song He curiously. Chu Guodong, who had a cheerful personality, could no longer hold back and asked, "What's the plan? Tell me quickly!"

Song He chuckled: "First of all, I checked the people bidding for this auction..."

Two hours later, Yue Ningsong and others continued to listen to Song He's analysis while eating dinner.

And when Song He finished the last sentence, Chen Cong praised with a smile on his face: "Xiao Sun, even if the auction is unsuccessful this time, I heard that this pass is worth the fare."

Song Hewen said with a smile: "Mr. Chen, I didn't ask you to praise me, but I wanted to see what your seniors think. Is this plan feasible?"

"It's feasible, it's feasible, it's quite feasible!" Chen Cong rolled his eyes: "Xiao Sun, are you interested in coming to our company to be the director of marketing operations? The salary is good!"

"Old Chen, you bastard!" Chu Guodong patted Chen Cong on the shoulder: "Cooperating with you, you have taken a fancy to my little grandson!"

All of a sudden, both of them felt that the success rate of this trip had greatly increased, and they started joking with each other.Even the taciturn Zhu Shiping looked at Song He with admiration, obviously having the same idea as Chen Cong.

Yue Ningsong, who was also happy to be able to take back the national treasure, thought for a moment, calmed down and reminded: "Xiao Sun, your plan is very thorough, but the situation at the auction site is changing rapidly, so you must be careful!"

(End of this chapter)