Wang Houzi must be the first to watch the goods. There is no way, so he put a large blue-glazed bowl of peacock from the Xuande period on the colorful table.

The most admirer here is Cao Tianxiang. However, although Cao Tianxiang is knowledgeable and a senior appraiser, he is best at porcelain.

Bronze ware is his weakness, and he doesn't understand it very much.

There was no way, so he drove the duck on the shelves. He went to see it. It passed in a moment. Ten minutes passed. His head was covered with sweat, and he felt a little sorry for his old friend Wang Houzi.

When he stepped down, he reached out to wipe the sweat from his head and whispered to Wang Houzi: "If you don't say it, are they all porcelain?"

"I didn't say it's all porcelain..." Wang Houzi said in a low voice.

"What should I do now?" Cao Tianxiang asked, "We can't lose this game?"

When Wang Houzi saw the bronze ware, he scolded Tu Xingsun in his heart, saying that it was a special porcelain show. What the hell is you making a bronze ware?

However, after all, I didn’t say it in advance, it must be porcelain. He didn’t use porcelain in the second scene. Now, can you still say that others don’t bring bronze ware?

His first reaction at that time was to close the plate.

However, closing the market means that he lost, after all, Tu Xingsun won the first game.

Fortunately, I was probably excited by the first game and didn't wait much, so someone went on stage to watch the goods. A four million cash check was issued. A young man helped an old man and walked to the color table and sat down.

Zhou Xiru glanced at the old man, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly. This old man actually ran to this place and felt uncomfortable.

"Who is this old man?" Xu Zhizhi asked in a low voice.

"A professor at the Magic City University is called Huyang." Ma Jie smiled, "Miss Aru thought he knew him."

"Well, I like antiques and cling to the powerful." Zhou Xiru whispered, "He looks at people, one looks at money, and two looks at faces."

"So snobbish?" Xu Zhiqi asked in surprise.

"I was forced to drop out of school by him and a group of people..." Zhou Xiru said in a low voice.

"Damn it!" Xu Zhiqi scolded in anger.

Of course, ten minutes were quick. Although Hu Yang was known as a professor or an expert, he usually talked about war on paper. His knowledge of gold, silver and bronze ware was really limited, so he was not even sure whether the bronze bird lord was an antique. He just rubbed his eyes down.

"Aru, it's really a nest of snakes and rats!" Xu Zhizhi whispered.

"Oh?" Zhou Xiru asked, "Do you know that young man?"

"Murong Heze, the young master of the Murong family, and Murong Qingyuan's biological brother." Xu Zhiyi said lightly.

Zhou Xiru clenched his fists gently. This man pushed Xu Zhizhi down the pool twice when he was young?

She knew that Xu Zhisu was very good at swimming, but he might have learned to swim after being hit like this.

Over there, Murong Heze and Hu Yang seemed to be whispering something, and there seemed to be a dispute. Of course, these two people are both people who value face more than life, so they will naturally not make a fuss in public.

Zhou Xiru thought about it and understood in her heart that it was probably Murong Heze who blamed Hu Yang for losing his four million. After all, she recently received news that the Murong family has been getting worse in the past twenty years, and many of the companies in the family have gone bankrupt.

In recent years, the huge Murong family has been raised by Murong Feifeng. However, when Murong Feifeng married Xu Mi, she was unable to be Mrs. Xu for a day. It is said that on the wedding night, Xu Mi left her alone in her new house.

Naturally, the Xu family did not treat her badly. They gave her no money, and gave her twelve companies, as well as real estate deeds, etc.

Anyway, for the Yinghu Dynasty, they just want a Mrs. Xu who can get out of the blue. If anything else, don’t think about it.

If it were ordinary people, if they were guarding these industries, they would naturally be lying down and eating without worrying about eating.

However, Murong Feifeng is not successful. Her name is Feifeng. She is also a typical phoenix girl. She takes care of her parents' home, and her parents ask for endless requests, and she also has to support her elder brother and nephew.

Murong Heze and Murong Qingyuan attended the best and most expensive aristocratic university, but apart from learning a gangster and understanding the importance of money, knowledge? That's really a joke...

In three years, she lost her two companies.

If it were Zhou Xiru, if there was such a nephew, he would have drowned in the toilet for a long time. However, Murong Feifeng believed that these were not the fault of his nephew, but others' fault.

Murong Feifeng really hated Xu Zhizhi because not long after she married Xu Mi, she kept Murong and Ze by her side.

She knew that the men in the Xu family had genetic defects and had difficulty in offspring. So, just like Xu Mi had no children, her adopted son Murong and Ze had a lot of opportunities.

If Murong and Ze become the young master of the Yinghuo Dynasty, naturally, she would have the final say in the entire Yinghuo Dynasty.

Zhou Xiru filtered out the information of the Murong family and asked, "Murrong Feifeng really hopes that he can enter the Xu family?"

Xu Zhizhi nodded and said, "She has proposed several times that she wants to adopt Murong Heze, but my father never cares about it. However, my father said that she adopts her if she loves adoption, and it has nothing to do with him."

"Your father is so romantic, there are really no other children?" Zhou Xiru frowned slightly. In fact, Xu Zhizhi's situation was very worrying.

Now, she was a little suspicious whether the task Zhu Xi and others received was really going to kill her? Or were they just heading for Xu Zhizhi?

"Aru, what's wrong with you?" Xu Zhiqiu whispered when he saw her look strange, "You don't have to worry about the messy things on the Internet, I will handle them."

"I'm not worried about those." Zhou Xiru whispered, "I'm worried about you, Xu Zhizhi, you are a living target now! You should consider and solve the trouble from the root."

Xu Zhizhi was stunned for a moment.

"I know, you don't care about the Yinghuo Dynasty. You think it's the same with him or not. However, many people are staring at the Yinghuo Dynasty." Zhou Xiru sighed softly and said, "I was born like you, and I was born rich and never valued money rights. I think I am a person with ideals. How can I let the worldly stinking of money defile my ideals? Even when my family just went bankrupt, I was only sad about my father's death, sad about me being cheated... I didn't care much about money."

"Until that jewelry design competition..." Zhou Xiru whispered, "Xu Zhizhi, do you know that if I don't have money, even if I have talent, I may not have the opportunity to show it."

After all, Xu Zhizhi has never been beaten by society, and many people are afraid of his identity.
Chapter completed!