Three smiles

Three years later

On a sunny afternoon, under the bright floor-to-ceiling windows, a figure is lying on the chaise longue, sleeping soundly. The soft sunlight shines evenly on his graceful body through the light gauze curtains, making people feel bumpy, plump and fat. The buttocks and straight begonias are not sleeping enough to reach the ears...

With a loud "bang", the door was suddenly pushed open, and Kang Tianzhen rushed in with lightning and thunder: "Wang Sanxiao!"

Sleeping Begonia jerked violently, sat up, stared at a pair of scarlet sleepy eyes and tried to smooth his chest: "Oh, I'm so good, you little naive, you want to scare Eighth Grandpa to death?"

"You keep on sleeping, I'm looking for a smile," Kang Tianzhen walked through the living room and rushed upstairs.

Wang Baxian yawned lazily, leaned back on the couch, and muttered: "What's the big deal, it's like burning your butt..."

Kang Tianzhen ran upstairs and shouted: "Smile!"

"Study," Wang San's smiling voice came from the study.

Kang Tianzhen walked into the study room, and saw Wang Sanxiao sitting on the top of a herringbone ladder, holding a thin booklet and reading it with gusto, looking at the colorful cover, one could tell it must be a picture of Ming and Qing erotic palaces : "Fuck, is it really appropriate for you to read such obscene books in broad daylight?"

"All fishes, dragons, nobles and horses are like dreams. The wind, the moon, and fireworks are not sentimental. You have lust in your heart, so your eyes are naturally full of filth." Wang Sanxiao closed the book with great care, and said with a calm smile. You Lan, I just think this "Jade House Spring" published by Xiaohuaxuan during the Kangxi period, the paper is like egg membrane, and the characters are as big as money, it is very worth collecting."

Kang Tianzhen looked at him sadly: "Hello Konggu Youlan, goodbye Konggu Youlan."

Wang Sanxiao got down from the ladder, "You came here in a hurry to accuse me of looking at erotic pictures?"

"Who the hell cares what books you read," Kang Tianzhen said dejectedly, "The Shuanglong Xizhu Arhat bed that I asked you to buy last time is about to be auctioned."

Wang San was startled with a smile, and frowned: "The old man didn't say it was a family heirloom, and he didn't sell it for any money. What auction?"

"Look for yourself," Kang Tianzhen threw out an auction catalog.

Wang San looked at the cover of the catalog with a smile, and muttered, "Nanjing Tanye International Auction Co., Ltd.? This small auction house is developing very fast. It has only been established for two or three years. Look at these lots...the specifications are not low. "

"Look at this red sandalwood Duobao Pavilion square box, it is the treasure of the collector Zhang Lao, and he is not willing to show it to others," Kang Tianzhen pointed to a few photos in the catalogue, "and this Qianlong pastel flower shaker Ling Zun, at first glance, it is a good thing to open the door to the generation. Here, Song Wenyuan has been fascinated by this huanghuali hundred treasures inlaid with double dragons and pearls in the late Ming Dynasty. Song Wenyuan has been fascinated by it for a long time. Refusing to make a move, last time you showed up in person and failed to buy it, but now someone else is up for auction!"

Wang Sanxiao flipped through the auction catalog page by page, pondered for a moment, and said in a low voice: "This auction house is not simple, and now there are fewer and fewer good things. To launch so many high-standard auctions at one time requires strong financial resources. Another important point is that the person in charge of the auction house must be very capable in antique appreciation and collection in order to reassure these old-fashioned old collectors. Give him the antique."

"The hammer will open on Sunday, and the preview will be on Saturday. You can go and see it with me," Kang Tianzhen looked at the arhat bed sadly. "Once it is put up for auction, I don't know how much it will cost to get it. Sigh..."

Wang San smiled frivolously hooking the soft flesh on his chin, and said with a smile: "Your Young Master Kang is sitting on mountains of gold and silver, and you still have to worry about money?"

Kang Tianzhen's eyes were gloomy: "I'm afraid that my bid will be too high, which will discredit other bidders. After all, not everyone is as rich as me..."

"..." Wang San smiled and slapped him, "Die!"

The preview of Tan Ye’s Spring Auction was held in Jinling Hotel, and the parking lot was full of luxury cars. As soon as Wang Sanxiao got out of the car, a large Mercedes just parked in. As soon as the door opened, Zheng Xiaohu got out of the car, and immediately beamed with joy: " LOL!!!”

Wang Sanxiao stopped, looked up and down, and found that this boy could bring him new surprises every time he met. He was wearing a black double-breasted jacket, tight-fitting small cloth shoes, and honey-colored wrists were covered with After picking up the odds and ends, and taking a cursory glance, there are jade, beeswax, and Qinan. It's like hanging yourself like a mobile bracelet display cabinet.

"Tsk, Huzi, what kind of painting style are you doing recently?" Wang San smiled and thumped his shoulder, "I really don't understand it."

"Traditional." Zheng Xiaohu stretched out his arms, posed in a posture of carrying something, and winked, "carrying a birdcage in his hand, wouldn't it be the smell of old Beijing?"

"That's right!" Wang San smiled and gave a thumbs up, thinking that you should stop spoiling old Beijing!

The two walked into the venue side by side, and as soon as they entered the door, they saw Kang Tianzhen rushing out like a headless chicken. Wang Sanxiao stretched out his arms to embrace him, and looked behind him: "What are you running, there is a dog behind you!" Chase you?"

"It's time for a dog!" Kang Tianzhen grabbed Wang Sanxiao, puffed out his chest and tried to block his sight, and shouted anxiously, "Xiaoxiao, don't come in, let's go home, we won't watch the preview!"

"What's going on?" Wang Sanxiao easily pushed aside his small body, looked up, and was stunned for an instant.

Wei Cong, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, walked in high spirits from among the dazzling array of antiques, and smiled slightly: "Long time no see."

The astonishment on Wang San's smiling face was fleeting, and there was a polite and alienated official smile on the corner of his lips, and he stretched out his hand calmly: "I haven't seen you for a long time, I didn't expect to meet Mr. Wei here, how is it, it's okay ?"

"Very good," Wei Cong shook hands with him with a smile, his fingertips touched, the long-lost feeling suddenly spread to the cerebral cortex like an electric current, he suddenly squeezed his palm tightly with force.

Wang San smiled without changing his smile, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he tried to pull back his palm, but encountered huge resistance. His eyes looked at him coldly, and suddenly they fell into a pair of deep eyes, and his heart couldn't help but tremble.

Wei Cong pulled suddenly, Wang Sanxiao was caught off guard, he rushed forward, and fell into Wei Cong's arms in embarrassment, he was furious, and he swung a fist with the other hand, but Wei Cong grabbed his wrist, and then he was furious. His lips were blocked.

"Damn it!!!" Kang Tianzhen gasped, "Do you two want to be in the headlines!!!"

Like a hunting beast, Wei Cong hugged Wang Sanxiao tightly in his arms, and kissed him vigorously, the saliva that was too late to swallow slipped from the corner of his mouth, pulling out lingering filaments.

Wang Sanxiao regained the initiative in an instant, and bit down his teeth fiercely. In an instant, there was a strong smell of blood in his mouth. Wei Cong was in pain, but still refused to back down. Wang Sanxiao turned his wrist, and a fierce The elbow hit him in the face.

Wei Cong turned his face away from the beating, his thin lips turned a shocking bright red.

Wang Sanxiao gracefully took out his handkerchief and spit out a mouthful of blood. The bloody smell left in his mouth made him feel irritable. He raised his head arrogantly and mocked: "I haven't seen you for a few years, but Mr. Wei has made great progress, and he will be on the headlines of the social edition tomorrow." , aren’t you afraid that Mr. Wei will ask the teacher for his crimes?”

Wei Cong's tongue was bitten by him, he covered his mouth with a handkerchief, and laughed muffledly, "Don't you know that I am no longer part of the Wei family? Now the old man can no longer control what I do."

Wang San smiled and sneered: "Congratulations."

"Haha," Wei Cong laughed, "I can have this new life, thanks to Third Young Master."

"You're welcome," Wang Sanxiao said brazenly, "Efforts made with just a little effort are nothing to worry about."

A staff member ran over and said softly, "Mr. Wei, it's time for the interview with Modern Express, and the reporter is already waiting at the contemporary ink painting session."

"I'll be there right away," Wei Cong nodded, his eyes swept over Kang Tianzhen, paused for a moment on Zheng Xiaohu's face, and fell on Wang Sanxiao's face. If you are interested in the lot, please inform the staff, and someone will take it out for you to enjoy alone."

Wang San smiled and hooked the corners of his lips: "I actually have such a great privilege? I'm really flattered."

Wei Cong lifted his chin with one finger: "It's not considered a favor, but it's just to repay the Third Young Master for helping me get out of Wei's cage. The kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring."

Wang San smiled and broke away from him, and smiled faintly: "President Wei, you are being polite."

Watching Wei Cong walking away with the staff, Kang Tianzhen's face was full of disbelief: "Hey, smile, do you feel like a dog now? The boss of this Tanye Auction House is actually a domineering president? My God , Smile, I can't wait to know what's going on with you two."

"Don't say it's a dog," Wang San smiled and licked the corners of his mouth, and couldn't help showing a playful smile, "I feel that it's the eighteenth generation of his Wei family ancestors, tsk, it's really interesting."

Kang Tianzhen touched his soft chin, his eyes suddenly became very erratic.

Wang San smiled and gave him a sideways glance: "Don't be so fucking imaginative!"

"Hey, how can it be called nonsense? I think it is very reasonable and well-founded," Kang Tianzhen clasped his shoulders and put his shoulders on his back, and said plausibly, "I heard that this guy was kicked out of the house by Mr. Wei, but he didn't go anywhere. , actually ran to Nanjing to start a company, hey, is the mother in Nanjing?"

"at Hong Kong."

"Well, his mother is not in Nanjing. Why do you think he came to Nanjing? In terms of development prospects, it is obvious that he should go to Shanghai, but Nanjing..."

Wang Sanxiao pushed him away angrily: "As long as you know so much, what can others do if his brain is full of maggots?"

Pushed by him, Kang Tianzhen rushed over in a daze, shaking her eyebrows nervously: "I just know a lot, and I also understand what the name of his company means, hmph!"

Wang Sanxiao looked at him coldly, and replied with a "hmph!"

Kang Tianzhen shook his head and tail: "Hmph!"

"Hmph!" Wang San smiled and kicked him away, stretched out his arms to embrace Zheng Xiaohu, "Ignore this crazy person, go, little tiger, brother will show you the preview, in this world, people's hearts are greatly broken, only these Antiques are the cleanest, washed away by big waves, timeless... Hey, what's your expression."

"No, it's nothing, hehe," Zheng Xiaohu squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, his scalp numbly recalling the look that Wei Cong gave him just now, it was so terrifying that he broke out in a cold sweat instantly.