This is why Han Junlin insisted on auctioning the black wooden box.
If you just want the funds to flow back, judging from the Han family's industry, whether it's 100 billion or 200 billion, it doesn't hurt at all.
The most important thing is to be able to find someone who can help the Han family avoid further losses.
And the black wooden box happens to be the best prop that can fulfill Han Junlin's long-cherished wish!
As long as I can find a warrior at this auction!
Your wishes can come true!
"Hey Hey Hey……"
Han Junlin was immersed in his own fantasy and started to giggle.
Da Zhuang obviously also noticed the man next to him who seemed to have some mental problems.
He just turned his head slightly and glanced at Han Junlin.
The hair on the latter's body immediately stood up. Even an ordinary person like him could feel the stagnant killing intent...
It’s a warrior! You can’t go wrong!
He quickly looked around, hoping to find the owner whose eyes had just fallen on him.
Their eyes met in the air, and at that moment, Han Junlin's heart felt as if someone was holding it tightly.
Chill spread all over the body from the soles of his feet, his legs became weak, and the unstoppable trembling all over his body made Han Junlin almost fall to his knees.
Warrior! There is nothing wrong with this person being a warrior!
After a brief period of fear, Han Junlin felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart.
God indeed has mercy on me!
No matter how hard you try, you won't be able to find anything, and it won't take any effort at all!
I didn’t expect that the worldly master I had been looking for for many years would be in the same room as me today!!!
Through the mask, Da Zhuang didn't know why the other party's eyes suddenly looked a little more excited when he looked at him.
What a weirdo...
I murmured in my heart for a while.
I don’t know what’s going on with Brother Ye now…
After a fierce ideological struggle and a full thirty minutes of deep breathing on the spot, he finally got ready and slowly came to Da Zhuang's side.
"Ahem! Senior..."
Although I pray in my heart that this person will not find me, the reality is often contrary to the ideal.
Although I don’t know why this weirdo calls me senpai, it’s better to just keep quiet and let him go.
Having made up his mind, Da Zhuang pretended not to hear and continued to look at the screen outside the window, but the subject remained silent.
Sure enough, he is a warrior, but he doesn’t look down on ordinary people like me at all?!
Seeing the strong and cold appearance, Han Junlin became more certain of his thoughts.
It is said that warriors and divine dragons are seen first but not at last. Ordinary people who want to meet once can only meet but cannot ask for it.
But isn’t the person standing in front of him now such a worldly expert?!
"Um...senior, hello!"
Han Junlin increased his voice and continued to try to attract Da Zhuang's attention.
This person is so annoying...
Don’t you know that you are being ignored?
Da Zhuang felt uneasy in his heart.
However, perhaps what he didn't know was that just because he knew that he was being ignored, the attitude of the person in front of him became more and more attentive.
Seeing Da Zhuang, he still didn't say anything. Now it was Han Junlin's turn to be in trouble.
If the first time was to show off, then not responding the second time was to make it clear that you didn't want to deal with yourself.
If you continue to entangle, you may arouse the other party's resentment, which will be more detrimental than gain.
Inadvertently, he touched the mask on his face.
Suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind.
That's right! I'm wearing a mask, so the other person may be so cold because he doesn't know his true identity.
If you tell him that you are the seller of the black wooden box, maybe the situation will be different?
Thinking of this, Han Junlin came to Da Zhuang again.
Seeing that his line of sight was blocked by someone, Da Zhuang finally couldn't bear it anymore. Just when he was about to throw the person in front of him back on the sofa.
Han Junlin slowly took off his mask, revealing his true appearance.
Sensing the doubtful gaze of the other party, Han Junlin smiled slightly in his heart.
Now you can't remain calm anymore, can you?
I thought so in my heart.
Han Junlin bent down slightly and bowed deeply to Da Zhuang.
"I am the eldest grandson of the Han family in the capital - Han Junlin!"
"That's right! The black wooden box that you are interested in originally belonged to my family!"
"Han family?!"
Upon hearing this term, Da Zhuang suddenly remembered what Ye Chen had said to him before.
Seeing Da Zhuang finally speaking, Han Junlin was secretly happy.
Sure enough, the name Han family still carries a certain weight among these idle warriors.
It seems that the family that drove Brother Ye and his father out was also called the Han family?
Just based on Han Junlin's words, Da Zhuang still couldn't determine whether this Han family was the other Han family.
"Are there other Han families in the capital?"
Hearing Da Zhuang's question, Han Junlin was a little stunned.
Although I have heard that warriors have a long lifespan, isn't it true that I have always been the only one in the capital?
Could it be that I am ignorant?
Or does the other party know someone from the Han family and suspects that he is an imposter?
This question is the first question this warrior asks himself. If he makes a big mistake accidentally, everything will be over!
He raised his head stiffly and smiled awkwardly.
"Um... I've never heard of a second Han family in the capital..."
"Um……"
Since there is no second Han family, it is basically certain that the person in front of him is the culprit who drove Brother Ye out of the house.
But Ye Chen warned himself not to cause trouble in the auction house.
Don't do anything too conspicuous.
So for the sake of safety, Da Zhuang decided to ask the matter clearly.
"You... just said that you are the eldest grandson of the Han family in Beijing?"
Seeing that his answer seemed to be correct, Han Junlin nodded quickly in response.
"Exactly!"
Da Zhuang turned around and pretended to be as unpredictable as Goldman Sachs.
"Oh? Is that really the case?"
Han Junlin frowned, lowered his head quickly and continued to ask.
"What do you mean by senior's words?"
"As far as I know, the eldest grandson of the Han family is not called Han Junlin..."
An ominous premonition arose in my heart.
No wonder others say that warriors are unfathomable. Could it be that the person in front of me even knows about Han Chen?!
Han Junlin, who knew that he could not hide Da Zhuang's secrets, decided to tell everything truthfully.
"this……"
"Senior is right. Before me, my mother did have a son."
"But this was more than ten years ago. My mother's ex-husband, although he was the son-in-law, he didn't respect his duties and stayed out all day long."
"After the incident was revealed, he knew that the Han family would not let him go easily."
"So he took his son and fled the capital overnight out of fear of crime!
