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Chapter Eighteen Little Trouble

Today is the day to attend the auction. The phone rang early in the morning. It was He Pingwei's voice. Luo Tianzheng was curious about why he had his own number. He Pingwei kept urging: "Are you up? Don't go to the company.

Come directly to the auction venue, Vienna Hotel Heping Road Branch, there is a little trouble here, hurry up."

What does "little trouble" mean? When he thought that the appraisal department was responsible for the auction this time, Luo Tian was startled and quickly packed himself up. Before leaving, he did not forget to take his bank card and the five hundred thousand check.

I just have to find a time to cash it in. I only have about a hundred yuan on hand, which is not enough.

Before leaving, Luo Tian checked the address of the Vienna Heping Road branch online, and quickly went out and headed straight for the target. The Vienna Hotel is the most upscale hotel in the city, and the one on Heping Road has the most cooperation with the auction company.

The security and venue layout of the store fully met the needs of those who came to attend the auction. When Luo Tian came to the door of the hotel, he smelled an unusual smell.

It was still very early at this time, and logically there should be no one in front of the hotel. However, at this time, there were several black cars parked in front of the hotel. They were not parked in the parking lot, but parked at the main entrance of the hotel, closing the door.

There was a tight traffic jam. Two security guards from the hotel at the door and a man who looked like a manager were talking to the driver in the car, and their words were a little excited.

When Luo Tianzheng was confused, He Pingwei saw him in the hall, couldn't wait to run out, pulled him and walked inside: "It's good that you're here, hurry up, it won't be good today."

The auction has to be screwed up."

"what happened?"

"There is something wrong with a commissioned item. It seems that the consignor is not the owner of that item. Now the real owner has come to the door and insists that the commissioned item is a fake, saying that the real one must be in his hands." He Pingwei kept saying.

Shaking his head: "This is unlikely. Our company's appraisals rarely have problems."

Few does not mean none, Luo Tian also became nervous. It seemed that He Pingwei asked him to come over quickly to distinguish the authenticity from the fake. He thought that he would just be a casual spectator in today's auction, but he didn't expect that something happened in the middle.

out.

The auction was originally scheduled to be held in a conference room on the third floor. The venue had been arranged by colleagues from the operations department. Everything was ready. In the tea room next to the conference room, a middle-aged man in his fifties was sitting, looking at

He looked quite impressive when he came up, wearing a light gray suit, quite elegant. Next to him was Lao Yang, the head of the operations department, who was trying to calm this man down. When he saw He Pingwei and Luo Tian come in, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Look.

"Mr. Xiao, this is our company's appraiser, Luo Tian." Lao Yang stood up hurriedly: "Let him take a look. He has never looked past it."

This old Yang is really exaggerating, but of course Luo Tian can't be blind now!!

That Mr. Xiao was furious. He looked up at Luo Tian and immediately became suspicious: "So young! Don't just find someone to fool us."

He Pingwei hurriedly comforted him: "Mr. Xiao, you are also an old customer of our auction company. You know the level of our company, so you can rest assured.

This must be true, because Mr. Xiao pondered and suddenly called up his cell phone. When the call came through, he, who was originally furious, suddenly slowed down and said, "Where are you?"

When he heard the answer from the other party, he sighed: "You come to the auction venue, otherwise I will take the things away."

When Lao Yang heard this, he rubbed his hands together nervously. How could this be possible? The auction was about to begin, and the auction brochures had been sent out long ago. How could he explain this to the guests attending the auction?

Mr. Xiao seemed to be unable to reach an agreement with the person on the other end of the phone, and negotiations were ongoing. "Who is the client? And who is this person?" Luo Tian asked Lao Yang quietly.

"The client is a young lady. After working for a long time, it turned out that Mr. Xiao is her father. He found something missing and came to the door." Lao Yang wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Mr. Xiao is also an antique enthusiast and has participated in the competition before.

Auction organized by our company.”

"Who is this Mr. Xiao? Does the car at the door belong to him?" Luo Tian suddenly felt that this Mr. Xiao looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Lao Yang looked at Luo Tian in surprise: "Don't you even know the name Xiao Dingtian?"

Xiao Dingtian!! Could it be Xiao Dingtian who has been the richest man for five consecutive years?! No wonder he is so tough, he actually sent several cars to block the entrance of the hotel, and he has the momentum to launch an attack!

However, the company is not to blame for this, but the client who brought the things over! But why does Xiao Dingtian insist that the company's auction items must be fake?


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