The innocent trio did not stay here for too long, and they obviously did not want to have any interaction with Jude Kao. After all, the two of them have not been too friendly until now.
Aning watched them leave and turned to look at Yang Wuyue: "Is the Zhang Family Ancient Building really here?"
Yang Wuyue nodded: "The so-called Zhang family ancient building is actually the tomb of their family. All the Zhang family members are buried in it. In addition to being more complicated, this tomb does not have the secrets you imagine."
"Immortality is all fake!" Aning sighed: "It's not as useful as practicing martial arts!"
"That's the truth, but you can never wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep!" Yang Wuyue shrugged.
Aning's cell phone suddenly rang: "A ghost seal appeared in the Crescent Hotel. Didn't the little brother take that thing behind the bronze door? Why is it still there?"
"One yin and one yang, two can drive that kind of power!" Yang Wuyue smiled: "Then let's go home?"
"Yeah!" Aning said with a smile: "Look at your attitude, the boss won't let me do too dangerous work. Otherwise, I'm worried that you will kill him with a knife."
"Am I that manic?"
"You have!"
Aning finally breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Yang Wuyue never thought of hurting her was the most important thing. Back in the capital, after a few leisurely days, the auction at the Crescent Hotel was about to begin.
When they arrived at the door, they found Fatty Wang and his younger brother pretending to be innocent bodyguards. The three of them arrived at the Crescent Hotel and were asked to show an invitation letter or proof of assets.
"There are no places in life where we don't meet!" Aning joked: "The three of us meet again!"
"Are you here too?" Wuxie said awkwardly: "Boss Wuyue, please do me a favor and lend me your invitation!"
"Invitation?" Yang Wuyue shrugged: "I don't have one either!"
"Ah?" Fatty Wang said depressedly: "It's over, where can I get so much money, or... Boss Aning!"
As we all know, Aning is very rich, but Aning said calmly: "I have no money!"
"You have no money, who would believe it!" Wuxie said in an exaggerated tone.
Aning Wan'er smiled and looked at Yang Wuyue: "How to get in?"
"Go in!" Yang Wuyue took her little hand and walked leisurely to the door. The two bodyguards in front of him all swallowed their saliva: "Master Yang, why are you here!"
"What? I'm not allowed to come and see how your hotel has been improved?" Yang Wuyue said calmly, "You won't let me in?"
"You don't dare, please!" The two looked at each other and immediately let the person in, while the other person quietly ran to report the news.
"Why!" Fatty Wang said in confusion.
The guy guarding the gate returned to his indifferent look. Naturally, he wouldn't say that he had smashed into their store. He was still barefoot and couldn't be offended at all: "That's our boss's friend!"
Yang Wuyue walked in and saw Yin Nanfeng rushing out of the office and looking at him with gritted teeth.
Aning asked thoughtfully: "We know you!"
"We don't know each other without fighting! We're old friends!" Yang Wuyue raised a brow, and Aning glared at him resentfully: "You still dare to flirt with women! Huh, tell me, how many little girls have you deceived?"
"I just lied to a little Aning!" Yang Wuyue smiled and found a place to sit down. A menu was slowly brought up, which had obviously been modified.
"Is this the menu given to me, or is this the same for everyone?" Yang Wuyue took a look and saw that the cheapest pot of tea has been reduced from two thousand yuan to two yuan, and it also comes with tea.
"Mr. Yang is also a person of high status. He is the most unique guest of our Crescent Hotel. This menu is naturally made specially!" he said in a slow and steady voice.
"Why do I hear that there is something wrong in my words!" Yang Wuyue laughed at himself: "You think that people with status won't care about this small amount of money, right? Hey, people just want to save face, so they take advantage of you black-hearted businessmen. But.
This menu is quite reasonable.”
He continued in a slow voice: "We have another auction today. All meals at your table are free of charge. Please don't make it too embarrassing."
"Slow voice, I haven't seen you for a while, and you speak so softly!" Yang Wuyue said in a serious tone.
He took a deep breath and said quietly, "Thank you for the compliment."
Aning watched them leave with a look of disbelief, and then asked curiously: "What's going on? When did the Crescent Hotel become so polite to people?"
Yang Wuyue Yuzai said: "Barefoot people are not afraid of those wearing shoes. There is no need for them to fight with me. Last time I came here, I smashed half of their palace and beat up their old man."
Aning suddenly realized, "You are really good!"
When the three of them were desperate, the younger brother took out a black card belonging to Jie Yuchen, which shocked Wuxie.
In fact, Xie Yuchen also came here and learned that Wuxie wanted to meet the buyer of the style thunder, so he guessed the identity of the buyer. At this time, Liuli Sun came and asked in words whether Wu Sansheng was dead.
Aning went out and walked around and asked about all these things: "What is a style thunder?"
"It is the reputation of the Lei family that presided over the design of royal buildings. Palaces, imperial mausoleums, imperial gardens and other important palace buildings and royal projects in the Qing Dynasty were almost all produced by the Lei family." Yang Wuyue drank tea leisurely.
The Zhangjia ancient building has been moved several times, and the last place should have been moved during the war years."
"So, the style thunder that Wu Xie was looking for might be the design of the Zhang family's ancient building?" Aning suddenly realized, "But isn't the ghost seal being auctioned this time?"
"Two things suddenly appeared, weird!"
Yang Wuyue said calmly: "I thought you came here just to relax."
"Otherwise?" Aning looked at Wuxie: "I understand, that place is where the sky lanterns are lit. No matter how much the bid is, the higher ones have to take it all. If the sky lanterns are lit up, they cannot afford the final price.
For the transaction price, the person who lit the lamp must leave at least one finger as payment. How long do you think the Wu family can keep burning!"
"The Wu family's little assets won't last long, but Xiaohua has money, and tens of billions can still be spent!" Yang Wuyue said noncommittally: "The most important thing is, do you think Audio-Technica will pay?"
"That's right, little brother is here, basically no one can chop off innocent fingers!" Aning thought about this and smiled playfully: "Then I have to help him stimulate it!"
The auction started, and Iron Triangle was trembling with fear. Wuxie was reminded by Jie Yuchen that he was sitting in an unusual position, but Mrs. Huo promised that if Wuxie sat there until 4:30, she would tell him everything.
"The auction begins!"
"One hundred million!" Aning said directly: "US dollars!"
"I'll go!" Wuxie said depressedly, "How could I forget that Aning is here! She even said she has no money!"
Fatty Wang also swallowed: "What is this An Ning messing with!"
Aning's 100 million U.S. dollars is equivalent to more than 800 million now, which shocked everyone.
"There's no need to wait until half past four. The Ghost Seal cannot be lost. We have to get it and prepare to run away!" Wuxie whispered, but Fatty Wang looked over slowly when he saw the sound below.
"No, you can hear it too."
He pointed out slowly and suddenly: "He wants to run away, catch him!"
The stick man went up to catch the man, but the time was not up yet, so he had no choice but to beat him.