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Chapter 4875 The abandoned old lady: Make the white-eyed wolf regret (34)

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When Jiang Wanhong and others arrived in the provincial capital, they first met outside the auction house and then went in together.

"Aren't you going in with mom?" Jiang Wanjie asked. He was coming a little later and was about to take out his cell phone to call Qian Yan.

Cheng Surong interrupted: "No need to beat her. Your brother beat her just now. Mom has already gone in. Let us go in by ourselves. Her position is different from ours. There is no need to look for her after we go in."

Jiang Wanjie had to put away his mobile phone, and the group entered the auction house with their admission tickets. The decoration here was of course the best. The group had never seen this before. They walked with trepidation, always feeling like someone was watching them. Even if they

Wearing my best clothes, some even bought new ones

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But I don’t know why, but when I saw people who were also invited in, and after comparing them, I always felt that they were not only one level lower.

It wasn't a long journey, but Jiang Wanhong and others got rid of some resentment.

If the old lady takes them with her, they will have to be more confident. Even if she doesn't go with them and give them some property to dress up, it won't be like this.

Jiang Wanmei touched the jade bracelet on her hand, but she still felt that it was not of high quality. She bought this bracelet some years ago and spent more than 30,000 yuan. It is obviously the most expensive piece of jewelry in her hands, but she seems to be unable to wear it here.

Cheng Surong and Fu Hui had the same feeling. They wanted to hide the jewelry on their bodies, but it was too late. It was really wrong to wear jewelry, and it felt wrong not to wear jewelry.

If mom had given them one or two pieces of jewelry to support the scene, it wouldn't be like this.

Even Zhou Zihao, who had always been impatient and rather self-centered, became much more honest when he came to this place and no longer showed his most expressive expression.

The one who hasn’t changed the most is probably Jiang Hongyu, who is only eight years old. Children only think it’s new here, but there’s nothing embarrassing about it. The seats here are not the usual rows. The entire auction house has several floors.

, they are located on the first floor. The first floor is the hall of the auction house. Here are ordinary VIPs. Round tables are placed in the large hall.

In the hall, there are fruit plates, candies and tea on the round table.

The leader invited them to the corresponding position. After sitting down, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This place is very big, and I only know that there should be VIP private room seats on the upper floors, but they can't see the scene above at all from their position.

In addition to looking at what they could see, they didn't dare to run around. After looking around, they didn't see Qian Yan, and they didn't dare to look for it. They took out their mobile phones to @people in the group.

Cheng Surong: Mom, we have arrived, where are you? @古千yan

Jiang Wanhong: Yes, I didn’t see anyone.

Jiang Wanjie: I looked around and saw no one. In fact, they guessed that Qian Yan was not in the lobby, and was probably in the VIP private rooms upstairs. They couldn't help but think, the old lady was staying in the private room, why didn't she let them go up?

I just gave them a seat in the lobby

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There's no way a place like this, a VIP private room, can't accommodate people like them.

There was resentment in their hearts, but they didn't dare to express it. They could only ask tentatively in their words.

Gu Qianyan: I'm in the private room upstairs. Now that you're here, sit down and watch.

As for the position, Qian Yan will definitely not tell them. People like Jiang Wanhong are face-saving and will not risk being laughed at by making a fuss to see her.


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