Flawless

On the weekend of the next day, Moran called, and the exhibition that they had agreed to go together was naturally canceled due to the ship hijacking.Moran said, "It's a pity, but it doesn't matter. I heard that Sotheby's happened to have an auction, and I was lucky enough to get the chance to enter. I wonder if Gu Ci is interested?"

Gu Ci was surprised!

Sotheby's? ? !

"I... can I go?"

Hearing the excited voice that couldn't be concealed, Moran smiled, "Then you wait downstairs, I'll pick you up, and then let's go together."

Gu Ci danced happily, and finally bit the bullet and borrowed the Tom Ford from Lily, and Lily's suspicious gaze was completely ignored by him.

Moran showed up downstairs on time, Gu Ci got into his car, and the two went to the scene together.

It is worthy of being held by the world's oldest and largest art auction house. Rigorous and exquisite decoration can be seen everywhere here, as well as various celebrities in luxurious clothes.

Moran led him all the way into the room. The space is not big, and it should not be able to accommodate too many buyers, but it shows the honor of being able to participate in this auction.Gu Ci and Moran were led to sit in the first two rows, right under the eyes of the auctioneer.

Before the auction started, Gu Ci said softly, "Mr. Moran, do you want to buy it too?" If I remember correctly, Sotheby's art auctions have set sky-high prices countless times, and it seems that there are still a few difficult to break through. digital records.

Moran said, "If you like it."

Gu Ci wrinkled her nose, "It's very expensive."

"Should be worth it, shouldn't it?"

Gu Ci thought about it, and nodded when he thought it made sense.

Moran added, "If you like Gu Ci, you can tell me."

Gu Ci hurriedly shook her head again, "No, I'll just take a look."

Moran looked at him and smiled.

After that, the auction started, and most of them were antiques. Basically, every piece that the auctioneer brought out could amaze everyone in the audience.Although Gu Ci didn't quite understand this, she still watched it with gusto.

Moran participated in the auction for the last item, a gold and emerald clock from around the 30s, for 200 million euros, but in the end the watch was sold by a Middle Eastern businessman next door for 300 million euros. The sky-high price was auctioned off.

After leaving the auction site, Gu Ci patted his chest and let out a sigh of relief.

Moran looked at him with a smile, "Why are you so nervous?"

"Nervous! Nervous!" Gu Ci nodded, probably because he was not an expert in antiques, and some of them were not very beautiful to look at. When the numbers were rising, Gu Ci was secretly wiping away his sweat alone. Fortunately, Moran yelled that he didn't continue to increase the size, which really made him worry.

"But Mr. Moran, don't be sad. That clock isn't very good-looking. If you don't get it, you might not get it. It's too expensive."

Moran thought it was fun to see him comforting, "I didn't shout because I thought this lot was worth the price, and it would be pointless to continue. Although I don't understand these things, many good things have to wait. The goods that are always wandering around in the market must not be of high quality, I still understand this truth."

"And... Really rare works of art rarely appear in auction houses."

Gu Ci agreed, "Well, it should be in a museum."

Moran smiled and said nothing.

The two went to dinner again, and Moran sent Gu Ci downstairs.

"I'm very happy today, thank you Mr. Moran." Gu Ci said with his eyes bent, and then pushed the door to get out of the car, but Moran stopped him.

"Are you busy now?" He suddenly asked Gu Ci.

"Huh? Fortunately, the school is on vacation. In addition to my internship, I will also work in a gallery."

There was soft lighting in the car, and the street lamps on the side of the road made Gu Ci's face warm, as well as those big bright eyes.

Seeing Moran staring at her, Gu Ci touched her face, "Is there anything?"

Moran said, "If Gu Ci feels tired, you can chat with me."

"Ah?" Gu Ci was inexplicable, "I'm not tired."

"Your complexion is not very good." Moran said, his gaze fell into Gu Ci's eyes, "It should be said that you are not as energetic as before. Not as before... happy."

Gu Ci's hands covering her face froze, she blinked and said with a smile, "I'm very happy, I'm not unhappy."

"It's this kind of smile. The Gu Ci I know has never smiled like this before. He obviously didn't really want to smile, but it seemed to be for others to see." Moran grabbed his hand, "Actually, when I was in England I just found out, and it’s the same today, besides being a little happy when you see something interesting, Gu Ci, have you ever looked at yourself in the mirror and what is your expression?”

Gu Ci lowered his head slowly.

"I didn't think so much, I just thought, I want to work hard, practice, and then learn jewelry, I don't want to think about other things." After a while, Gu Ci said.

But I still can't help thinking that although I'm working hard, when I'm sleeping or dreaming, those thoughts are like unbanned monsters running out to harass him, and then let Gu Ci spend more energy to fight against them.

Moran looked at his depression, and gently rubbed Gu Ci's hair, "It's okay, you can find me if you are sad."

Gu Ci was very moved, and nodded to Moran with a smile.

Under the street lights at the opposite corner, a golden Ferrari was parked.

Zuo Yilai watched a young man get off from a black BMW not far away. The young man smiled and waved goodbye to the people in the car. After he turned and left, the car slowly disappeared on the street.

Zuo Yilai lit a cigarette and sat quietly. After taking a few puffs vigorously, he smothered the cigarette butt on the sidewalk tree.

Then kicked the accelerator and rushed out, leaving behind a cloud of dust and smoke.

In the morning, after Zuo Yiqiao entered the office after a meeting, he saw Quentin sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, playing games.

"Why didn't you go back to Paris?"

The exhibition was cancelled. According to Quentin's personality, he should have gone back to be an otaku long ago, so why would he stay in Milan.

Quentin answered Zuo Yiqiao after clearing the level for a few rounds.

"There is something else."

Zuo Yiqiao nodded, "Are you going to pick two people to leave? Someone has chosen?"

Quentin said, "I'm not familiar with this place."

Zuo Yiqiao smiled, "So... you want to ask my opinion?" This is strange, how could a person like Quentin allow someone who has never been trained to join his team.

"I thought you had someone to choose." Quentin said something that surprised Zuo Yiqiao again.

Zuo Yiqiao looked at him for a few seconds, "How long have we known each other?"

Quentin said, "Twelve years and nine months."

"Then why didn't I know that you like to meddle in your own business?"

Quentin said, "Do you have any?" Are there any candidates?

Zuo Yihashimoto turned around the words he wanted to deny, and finally fell silent.