As expected, when Wu Xie heard this name, his expression immediately changed.
Let’s not talk about the fact that Shi Shilei’s drawings involve the ancient building of the Zhang family, but why is it related to Chen Wenjin again?
"You really know everything! Hu Ming, you are really powerful now!"
"For so many years, Chen Wenjin has been sending me video tapes, but I haven't told anyone except Xiu Xiu. I'm very curious, how did you know?"
Huo Xiangu's expression changed and she stared at Hu Ming.
"I.."
Hu Ming smiled slightly and was about to say something.
suddenly
"Dang~~~!!!"
A simple yet melodious bell sounded from outside the room.
"Okay, the auction is about to start. Can we talk about these trivial matters later?"
Hearing the bell, Hu Ming shut up and looked at Mrs. Huo with a smile.
At the same time, the little brother who had left also came back carrying a huge backpack.
The backpack is bulging and full of things.
"Uncle Ming, old lady, I'm going to leave now!"
Seeing this, Xiaohua stood up and said goodbye to everyone.
Xiaohua has her own private room, and now that the auction is about to start, it’s almost time to go back.
After Xiaohua left, several people crossed the screen of the room and came to a stage in the back where they were watching a show.
The space behind the screen is not large. There is a small root-carved table in the center, with a purple sand tea set on it, and two simple mahogany seats on both sides.
The old lady glanced at Hu Ming provocatively, and took the seat on the right without hesitation, so that she could look at the host on the central stage.
"Uncle, don't mind. After all, grandma is also the senior and oldest... This is the only chair that grandma should sit on."
Huo Xiuxiu came to Hu Ming's side, sneered and said sheepishly.
The old lady used her age and seniority to suppress Hu Ming.
To be honest, this move is really boring.
"It's okay. After all, the old people have to give way to the young people. Besides... isn't there a seat here?"
Hu Ming smiled slightly and didn't care. He walked slowly to the seat on the left, threw his backpack at his feet, and sat down calmly under the horrified eyes of everyone.
"What's going on...Uncle Ming, what's the mystery behind this chair? Why do I feel that other people's eyes suddenly become weird?"
Seeing the horrified looks of the women behind Mrs. Huo, Wu Xie asked blankly.
Isn't it just a chair? As for that?
"Look around carefully, nephew. Except for me, on all the stages, is there anyone sitting on the chair on the left?"
Hu Ming smiled slightly, held his head with one hand, and yawned lazily.
Last night, I exerted a lot of energy, and now I am really feeling sleepy.
Wu Xie and Fatty looked at each other and looked around.
Sure enough, on the stage formed in a circle on the third floor, all the chairs on the left side were empty!
"Hu Ming, you and Yin Nanfeng have a close relationship. Now you can be regarded as half the owner of the Crescent Hotel. I don't believe you don't know the rules here!"
"What, you also want to imitate the Buddha back then and light up a sky lantern?"
The old lady of the Huo family frowned.
The only auction item at Jinda - Guixi, is something that the old lady used for fishing.
Now that Zhang Qiling has appeared, the old lady's goal has been achieved.
This thing is of great importance, and the old lady really has no intention of selling it. She wanted to take the photo back herself.
But...
"What's not allowed?"
"I'm really interested in that thing. Although it's not of much use to me, it's good to keep it as a decoration at home!"
"As for lighting sky lanterns...Old lady, after traveling around all these years, I have accumulated a small amount of savings. You don't think I don't have the assets to light sky lanterns, do you?"
Hu Ming smiled noncommittally.
"You're fine!!!"
The old lady's face had completely darkened, and she stared at Hu Ming as she spoke word by word.
She finally figured out that Hu Ming was just here to cause trouble today!
Once this thing falls into Hu Ming's hands, it will be really troublesome. Huo Xiangu is really not sure of getting it again.
At this moment, a sound of ringing bells came up from downstairs.
The auction will officially begin soon.
The curtains on the entire floor were closed one by one, and suddenly everything was dark.
The giant chandelier in the center was turned on, and the magnificent light and shadows flickered. The old appliances, carpets, and curtains suddenly became very dim and gorgeous under this light.
The auction stage and display base were quickly set up on the stage. A staff member came on stage holding a microphone to adjust the performance, and someone else was adjusting the lighting.
Soon, the noise below became louder and louder, and the equipment was debugged...
Sheng Sheng slowly changed into a cheongsam and acted as the emcee for the auction.
"The auction is about to start. Anyone waiting to leave, please leave. We will be closing soon. Please keep quiet in the venue. The waiters can start distributing auction lists and taking fingerprints."
"Second Master, what are you doing?"
His eyes scanned the entire audience, and with a slow and keen voice, he discovered Hu Ming, who was sitting in the seat on the left. His face changed, his mouth squirmed slightly, and he shouted in a low voice in disbelief.
She knew that Hu Ming's hearing was better than hers, and at this level, Hu Ming could definitely hear.
"It doesn't matter. Speak slowly and follow the rules. Oh, by the way, ask someone to light the sky lantern for me!"
Hu Ming smiled slightly and said in a low voice.
"???No, uncle, who are you talking to? Sky lanterns? What kind of sky lanterns are you lighting?"
"Aren't you going to light up the sky lanterns because I'm fat?"
The fat man looked at Hu Ming who was talking to himself in confusion.
that is.
"...What are you thinking about? Just calm down and watch."
Hu Ming smiled dumbly, shook his head and said with a smile.
This kind of sky lantern is not what fat people understand!
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"Miss, the second master..."
At the same time, in a room, a listening slave also wearing a cheongsam also noticed Hu Minghe's slow conversation in the air, and asked Yin Nanfeng for instructions in a low voice.
"Just help Uncle Ming light the lamp according to the rules!"
"Or do you doubt that my second uncle is not qualified to light a lamp?"
"Even if Uncle Ming has no money, my Yin Nanfeng's money is the second master's money. It's just a ghost seal. My Yin family can't afford to light a mere sky lantern? What's more, that guy's rich family probably doesn't need me.
Take action."
The corners of Yin Nanfeng's mouth turned up, revealing a charming smile.
Nearly a century ago, Zhang Dafoye lit sky lanterns there, spent millions of money, and finally took away Yin Xinyue, the eldest daughter of the Yin family.
Now, Hu Ming is lighting sky lanterns at the same location after more than half a century. How can Yin Nanfeng not be happy about this?
"Perhaps, is this the tradition of the Yin family, to light up sky lanterns and steal the eldest daughter of the Yin family?"
Thinking of this, the smile on Yin Nanfeng's lips became brighter and more charming.
No matter what the starting point was, Hu Ming's act of lighting the sky lanterns made Yin Nanfeng look forward to it more and more.
I look forward to the day when Hu Ming will snatch her away from the Yin family like Lord Zhang.
