Of course Zi Tong knew very well that he wanted her to sit on his lap.
It's just that her character is not at his mercy, so she deliberately teases her like this.
On the steps, Beichen turned away displeased.
The maid who was amused by Zi Tong had already turned pale with fright, knelt down on the ground, raised her hand and slapped her face.
"My slave deserves to die, my slave deserves to die!"
Beichen's gaze faintly passed over the maid, "Keep your body intact."
"Thank you, young master!"
The maid raised her hand, and there was already a sharp knife in her hand, and she immediately raised her hand to cut her throat.
"Stop!" Zi Tong shouted.
She was just joking with Beichen. Even if the maid laughed, she wouldn't be guilty of death, right?!
The maid seemed not to hear it, and continued to cut her throat with the sharp blade without hesitation.
Bang!
Beichen waved his sleeves gently, and the maid's body fell down. The dagger in her hand fell out and fell on the carpet.
The maid fell to the ground, got up immediately, and knelt on the ground respectfully.
"Didn't you hear what she said?!"
On the steps, Beichen looked angry.
After saying this, not only the faces of several maids changed, but also Lanting's complexion also changed.
Of course, they know the temperament of their young master best. Just now, this maid dared to laugh at Beichen. She had already violated Beichen's taboo. According to his rules, the death penalty is inevitable.
Therefore, this maid took the initiative to seek death.
She didn't take Zi Tong's order too seriously, and she didn't expect that it would make the young master so angry.
"Call the others in!" Beichen ordered in a loud voice.
A maid immediately turned around and walked out of the door. After a moment, the door was opened again, and more than a dozen people filed in.
There are men and women, young people with rich clothes and dark hair, and old people with gray hair.
Among them, the two people walking in front, whom Zi Tong knew, were Mr. Hong Lian and Dong Yang from Zi Wei Auction House in Zi Yao City.
No one paid much attention to the maid kneeling on the ground, but when they saw Zi Tong sitting in the main seat on the stage, everyone's eyes were filled with a bit of shock.
On the steps, Beichen lightly put his hands behind his back.
"From today on, she is the owner of Ziwei Auction House."
If everyone just looked slightly shocked, now that they heard this sentence, everyone except Lan Ting had changed their expressions.
Not to mention the people in the audience, even Zi Tong who was sitting on the chair was shocked.
She had already guessed that Beichen was the owner of Ziwei Auction House, but she guessed the beginning, but not the end.
"north……"
Just as she uttered a word, Beichen spoke again.
"If I am not here in the future, any affairs in the business will be subject to her wishes. She can control the eight auction houses and everyone in the business at will. If she is here, it will be as if I am here in person. I will not be disrespectful to her."
Those who are killed will be killed without mercy!"
"yes!"
Although everyone on the steps was surprised, they still respectfully agreed.
Turning to look at Zi Tong, Beichen said calmly, "What are you going to do with her?"
The "she" he said, of course, refers to the maid kneeling at the foot of the steps.
"Just a smile, the crime will not lead to death, forget it." Zi Tong said.
The maid instantly felt as if she had received an amnesty and was busy kowtowing in thanks, "Thank you young master, thank you so much Miss Zi Tong."
Beichen raised his right hand slightly, "Step back."
Everyone saluted together and exited the door. Several maids had already come forward, pulled up the maid who was kneeling on the ground, and exited the door together.