Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love (Mr. President, Unbridled Love)

Xinluo was waiting to see the wonderful show arranged by Lu Yuchen.

But after waiting for a long time, the auction was still proceeding in an orderly manner, and there was no sign of the end.

"The following is the seventeenth lot, a clear pastel-colored Fushou pattern thin bottle with a starting price of 80 million."

On the auction table, the auctioneer's voice came again.

Xinluo felt that she couldn't sit still, and was about to ask Lu Yuchen how long it was going to end.

The phone vibrated from the handbag.

"It's my mother." Xinluo took out her phone, her expression became nervous,

She whispered in Lu Yuchen's ear, "My mother's phone call, I'll go out and pick it up. You wait for me to come back, and then put on the good show you said... Don't start it first."

She was thinking about it for several days, waiting to see how Lu Yuchen dealt with the Shen family and Wan Weiwei.

If Lu Yuchen dared to start while she was away, she would definitely not be able to spare him.

"Okay, waiting for you." The man shook his head helplessly, for the childishness and cuteness of the little woman.

Xinluo took the mobile phone and went out from the VIP passage.

As soon as Xinluo walked away, Lu Yuchen heard a soft whistle coming from the VIP seat on the right side in a low voice.

"Don't make any bids, this clear pastel-colored thin bottle with longevity pattern is fake."

"Impossible, this auction is hosted by the imperial court, and there can be no fakes."

"Old man, believe me, this clear pastel bottle is indeed a fake. Please don't make any further bids."

"Yes, but..."

This lot, No. 17, has been sold for 140 million.

The old gentleman who spoke once offered a price of 120 million, and now it has been surpassed.

He seemed to want to continue to increase the price, but was stopped by the girl beside him.

The girl's pure and graceful voice, although very squeamish, has a firm tone in her voice.

Lu Yuchen naturally heard the conversation between the two.

If someone else had changed, I would have stepped forward to explain it at this moment.

But Lu Yuchen was not a kind-hearted man.

Whether others miss the opportunity or slander his company, someone will naturally deal with it.

Even if other people are discussing with him.

He also seemed to be nothing, and he didn't mean to ask any questions.

Following Shen Zi's order, Monica deliberately approached Lu Yuchen.

Seeing that Shen Zi deliberately sent Xinluo away, she spoke again in such a tactful way.

Who knows, Lu Yuchen didn't even mean to take the bait.

Monica was secretly anxious and could only add another fire.

"Sir, if you don't believe me, I'll show you a photo. I didn't want to take it out, but looking at your age, I really can't bear to see you being deceived."

After Monica finished speaking, she called up the pictures she had prepared on her phone.

"Hey, you see. Is this exactly the same as the clear pastel bottle on the stage?"

The old gentleman sitting next to Monica is a very prestigious and famous old collector in the industry.

He originally believed in his own vision and the credibility of the imperial court.

But when he saw the picture that Monica took out, he was quickly attracted by the clear pastel bottle in the picture.

"This, this... how can it be exactly the same? Little girl, where did you take this pastel bottle?"

"This is my family's collection, which has been passed down for several generations." Monica said the lines she had prepared for a long time.

The old gentleman is an old pedant and a sensible man. He frowned when he heard Monica's words.

Suddenly, he picked up Monica's phone and stretched it out to the left, in front of Lu Yuchen.

"Young Master Chen, shouldn't you explain it to us? Why is the collection of this little girl's house exactly the same as the pastel bottle that is being auctioned on the stage?!"