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Chapter 91

Qin Fan couldn't help but look back at the woman.

By chance, the woman also looked at him.

There was a faint smile on the woman's face, but it had a provocative flavor, as if to say: I am determined to win this sword!

Qin Fan was about to raise his hand and continue to increase the price, but suddenly he saw Wang Feiyu poke his head out of the door of the backstage lounge and waved to him.

Is this... not allowing him to increase the price?

Qin Fan frowned slightly, remembering that the Wang family was the major shareholder behind Qingyang Group, the organizer this time, and the major shareholder refused to allow the photo to be taken...

Listen to others and eat enough.

Qin Fan put down his number plate and lay down on the chair again with his eyes closed to rest.

Tang Chuchu's eyelids twitched: "He really only has 10 million. If you exceed 10 million, you can only give up!"

"Twenty million once, twenty million twice..."

Finally, the host made the final decision, and the fallen sword was swatted away by the delicate woman.

The few remaining items in the collection were all ordinary objects, and Qin Fan was even less interested in them.

When the auction ended, Wang Feiyu immediately took Qin Fan to the backstage for trading.

After paying the money, Qin Fan held the sapphire Guanyin in his arms and watched the exquisite woman passing by him.

The woman is very beautiful, she is twenty-six or seven years old, and her eyebrows are very heroic.

"Little brother, this sword means a lot to me. Sister, thank you for your adult beauty!"

"Thank you very much, Miss Wang!"

She also saw Wang Feiyu waving to Qin Fan backstage.

"You're welcome." Qin Fan replied lightly. He didn't sense the true energy of a warrior in this woman. She was probably just an ordinary person.

Wang Feiyu smiled slightly in return.

After the woman left with the Luoying Sword, Qin Fan looked at Wang Feiyu, frowned and asked, "Why did you stop me?"

"Because that sword is worth two million at most, how dare I cheat you, Mr. Qin!" Wang Feiyu smiled bitterly.

The auction house will charge corresponding handling fees based on the transaction amount.

She knew that her grandfather gave the entire Wang family to Qin Fan, so wouldn't cheating Qin Fan mean cheating herself?

Qin Fan frowned slightly and glanced at Wang Feiyu unhappily. He thought Wang Feiyu had a better famous sword here!

Although 20 million is far more than the value of the Luoying Sword, it is still worth it to him!

However, thinking that Wang Feiyu was also thinking about him, Qin Fan couldn't bear to blame him.

"By the way, do you know where the stone for this sapphire Guanyin came from?" Qin Fan asked as if he suddenly remembered.

Wang Feiyu glanced at the sapphire Guanyin in Qin Fan's hand and shook his head: "I'm not sure about that. I'm afraid this Guanyin has been passed through several hands."

"If Mr. Qin is interested in these things, my uncle has many more in his warehouse. I can take you to see them."

"Oh, lead the way!" Qin Fan was of course interested. The material of this sapphire Guanyin is a low-grade spiritual stone!

This sapphire Guanyin also allowed him to set up a small spirit gathering array.

It would be even better if you could find a famous sword like the Luoying Sword just now.

"Mr. Qin please!"

Wang Feiyu took Qin Fan and left directly through the back door.

Victory Building!

Wang Zhisheng's collection is on the underground floor.

In the past, Wang Feiyu was not qualified to bring people here.

However, the entire Wang family now belongs to Qin Fan, and Wang Zhisheng's warehouse can also be counted as Qin Fan's assets.

The warehouse is located in the corner of the underground floor. The door is a gray steel-mixed door panel structure, which looks like a military fortress.

"That's it." Wang Feiyu stood in front of the door and pressed a red button on the right wall.

Soon, the door was opened from the inside.

An old man in a gray suit came out, his eyes swept across Qin Fan and stopped on Wang Feiyu.

"I've met Miss Wang!" He nodded slightly.

Wang Feiyu looked at Qin Fan and introduced: "Mr. Qin, this is the steward of my uncle's warehouse, Master Wu!"

Qin Fan nodded and said lightly: "Hello."

Master Wu hummed expressionlessly, a little arrogantly.

Wang Feiyu said: "Mr. Qin is grandpa's distinguished guest. I am going to pick a few things from uncle's collection to give to Mr. Qin!"

Master Wu frowned slightly, a little embarrassed.

"Master Wu, you can call your uncle and ask. I think he won't refuse." Wang Feiyu said with a confident smile.

"Mr. Qin, please!"

After saying that, she made an inviting gesture towards Qin Fan.

"kindness."

Qin Fan was not polite, put his hands behind his back, and stepped into the warehouse.

The warehouse is very large, and as soon as you enter, you will see a dazzling array of shelves.

"The items displayed outside are all in stock, and uncle's collection is at the very back!"

Wang Feiyu introduced them as they walked.

Qin Fan stopped paying attention to what was happening outside and followed Wang Feiyu directly to the innermost security door.

"Master Wu!" Wang Feiyu stood at the door, turned around and shouted to Master Wu who was following far behind: "Please open the door."

Qin Fan knew that Master Wu was calling Wang Zhisheng just now. When he heard Wang Feiyu's call, Master Wu said "Oh" and hurried over immediately.

When the door opened, Master Wu's attitude was more enthusiastic than before.

"The eldest young master just gave the order. Mr. Qin can take whatever he likes!"

Obviously, Wang Zhisheng had explained it to him.

Wang Feiyu smiled slightly, she had expected this result.

"Mr. Qin, please!"

This room is not too big, but it is more than 100 square meters. There are three shelves in the middle, and some famous works are framed on the walls.

Under the warm yellow spotlight, it glows with the luster accumulated by history.

Qin Fan casually glanced at the calligraphy and paintings without any interest, and then came to the first row of shelves.

When Master Wu saw this scene, he frowned slightly and reminded from behind: "Mr. Qin, these paintings were bought by the young master for a lot of money. If you put any one of them outside, it will be priceless."

Qin Fan nodded, said nothing, and continued walking forward.

"This piece of porcelain was in Emperor Qianlong's study. The eldest young master spent 100 million to buy it three years ago. Last year someone offered 130 million, but the eldest young master didn't even sell it."

Master Wu looked arrogant when he talked about these collections.

Wang Feiyu was afraid that Qin Fan would be spoiled for choice and said with a smile: "Mr. Qin, Master Wu is an antique appraisal expert specially invited by my uncle. He is a master-level figure. If you are not sure what to choose, you can feel free to consult Master Wu."

Qin Fan turned around and smiled, his voice a bit contemptuous: "They are just useless vulgar things, no matter how valuable they are, what's the use?"

Master Wu frowned deeply and said with some displeasure: "Mr. Qin, don't underestimate the young master's collection. There is a powerful magic weapon in these collections!"

"Oh? Show me!" Qin Fan became interested. If it could be collected by Wang Zhisheng, it must be more precious than the string of Buddhist beads. Maybe it would really be a magical weapon.

"I'm afraid Mr. Qin doesn't know the real treasure!" Master Wu said with some pride.

Qin Fan smiled faintly: "There is no magical weapon in this world that I don't recognize. Lead the way!"

Such an arrogant tone...Master Wu sneered secretly in his heart: "I hope you won't be slapped in the face by my words when I see the real magic weapon later."

"Mr. Qin, wait a moment, I'll get it!"

Master Wu walked straight towards the last row of shelves, took out an exquisite wooden box from the bottom corner, and walked back.

Qin Fan raised his eyebrows: "Open it!"


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