Grave Robber: System, you want me to learn magic?

"What? Auction?!"

Listening to Fatty's excited loud voice, Wuxie closed her eyes in pain and took the phone away from her ears, and waited until the buzzing in her head was gone before she picked up the phone again and pressed the release button, "Fatty, it's okay if we go. You can’t afford anything, you got excited too early.”

The fat man's voice remained the same, "Even if you can't afford it, the Crescent Hotel's auction is famous for having a lot of good things. Don't always think that I am greedy for money, okay? I am also famous for being studious. You must take me to Yue Restaurant, I have to learn a lot!"

What I said, if they didn't know what Fatty is like, they...would never think it was true.

But there is a saying that the fat man is right, the auction of the New Moon Hotel is really difficult to get into, if it is not for the name of the Wuxie Wu family's youngest master Hu pretending to be Huwei, this invitation really can't be won.

But even so, the invitations they got were only the lowest level, and they were only suitable for sitting in the middle of the lobby and being watched by everyone.

Like the second floor covered by bead curtains or the small private room on the third floor with screens, besides identity, the most important word is money.

The fat man was still chattering on the phone about the grand occasions of Crescent Hotel’s previous auctions, such as the abundance of things and the size of the items, people in the auction house spent money like drinking water, and the top ten or eleven of the richest people in the country. It's all there.

Two words, outrageous.

Qi Yan finally put down the forty-fourth blueprint that he copied in his hand, walked to Wu Xie and said to the fat man on the other end of the phone: "The auction is three days later, hurry up and come over, everyone spend Wu Xie's money to buy some Outfit, or you might have to be persuaded by the security guard at the door to go to the sauna with the invitation card, cough, you can pretend you didn’t hear the last sentence.”

"Snapped."

"Qianqian, you're not serious, I've known for a long time, what to pretend." The fat man came out of the kitchen, still holding the phone that showed that he was on a call, "But the location of your key is messed up. It's either the bedroom or the phone. It's in the kitchen, it was in the toilet last time."

Qi Yan thought for a while, "Oh, maybe it was because I thought that the house might disappear, and people would disappear too. I compared the disappearance probability of Wu Shanju and Wang Meng, and I think the former will disappear faster, so The positioning of the Portkey is actually from Wang Meng, of course the little brother is an exception."

The little brother who just came out of the kitchen: "?"

Wang Meng, who was following behind the younger brother, was holding a palm-sized plate: "?"

The fat man put down the phone, "Qianqian, I don't like what you are talking about, the fat man. They are all free things, and they are treated differently depending on their functions."

Qi Yan smiled, "Then let me ask you a question."

The fat man nodded indifferently, "Ask, ask whatever you want, as long as you don't ask me where my private money is, I will tell you everything."

Qi Yan nodded, "Don't worry, your private house should not have as much money as Third Uncle's, and it won't be your turn until Third Uncle's wool is collected. My question is, are you afraid of Second Uncle?"

"...What you should ask is, who is not afraid of the second uncle among those present."

Qi Yan gestured to the fat man for the hooded man who was sitting silently at the dining table, ready to eat, the fat man thought for a second, suddenly realized, and slapped his thigh, "I'll say you're a money thief, oh no, you're smart. "

Wu Xie listened for a long time, then looked at the younger brother, "Brother, do you understand?"

The little brother took a look at Wuxie, and turned away in silence.

Wu Xie scratched her head, and finally couldn't suppress the curiosity in her blood and asked, "I'm afraid that the second uncle and the positioning Wangmeng are necessarily connected?"

Now even Wang Meng, who has always respected Wu Xie except for reimbursement, is helpless, "Boss, what your creditor means is that everyone except this hooded brother is afraid of the second uncle, and Wu Shanju is confiscated by the second uncle all the time." I don't have the possibility, so I'm positioned to be more stable than Wu Shanju for a long time, understand?"

The last three words are very similar to the old father's earnest teaching to his son.

Qi Yan took the lead in agreeing, "So this topic can be skipped, let's get back to the main point."

Wu Xie immediately became serious, "That's right, after going to Wushanju, it's really difficult to get in touch with Mrs. Huo and ask why she asked for style thunder. We must have a comprehensive plan."

Qi Yan blinked, stood up very puzzled and looked around at everyone, and said very seriously: "The point shouldn't be, what should we wear?"