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After reading the things and chatting for a few more words, the young woman Xueqing left.

Qi Xiang didn't dare to keep him. He was a single man, so how could he dare to keep a young woman? Anyway, he was respectful, as if he was sending the young woman Xueqing away, and then he returned to the room with a relaxed mood.

After entering the door, he saw piles of scattered porcelain on the ground and on the table, which also made him feel a headache. It is easier to take out the things and then re-stort them in the box, which is a bit troublesome.

"Why……"

Qi Xiang sighed, but had to squat down honestly and pack things carefully. He gently took and put them in a box.

This speed cannot be too fast, so as not to get worn out when things rub, collided and worn.

After cleaning up for a while, Qi Xiang felt tired and sat down to rest. He looked around and suddenly stunned. Because the porcelain surrounding him seemed to have changed a little under the refraction of light.

"This seems to be..."

Qi Xiang was a little surprised and quickly stood up, adjusted his gaze and looked again. Sure enough, from another angle, he saw different scenes.

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"Wait, that is, this scene can be adjusted?"

For a moment, Qi Xiang felt thoughtful, her eyes flashed brightly, and then she slowly began to think about it.

Time flows slowly like water.

A night passed, the east was white, and the scorching sun hung in the air, illuminating the earth.

Qi Xiang took a shower in the bathroom, brushed her teeth, shaved a little bit of stubbornness, and finally changed into clean clothes, and carried a large box to go out.

Under the taxi, Qi Xiang came to the door of a high-rise building.

On the first floor of the building is the reception hall of the auction company. After Qi Xiang paid to get off the car, she drove the big box and walked towards the hall with brisk steps.

As soon as I arrived at the door, a girl from the front desk greeted me and asked politely: "Sir, what can I do to help you?"

"I'll look for Xueqing, Sister Xueqing!" Qi Xiang explained: "We made an appointment to meet here..."

The girl at the front desk immediately smiled and asked friendly: "Is it Mr. Qi?"

"Yes, it's me." Qi Xiang nodded immediately.

"Sister Qing is inside, come with me." The girl at the front desk led her hand and led the way in front. She walked in a slim way, like a butterfly swaying in a swaying posture.

Qi Xiang followed him, walked through the Yunshi Lobby, and came to the nearby tea room.

At this moment, the young woman Xueqing leaned on the soft sofa, holding a thick fashion magazine, and was reading it with relish. Perhaps she heard the movement, she looked up slightly. When she saw Qi Xiang, she immediately smiled and greeted: "Xiao Qi, I'm just here now."

"Traffic jam on the road." Qi Xiang casually made an excuse.

"Is it blocked?" Young woman Xueqing threw down the magazine casually, her eyes shining brightly. She looked at her eyes: "Looking at your tiredness, your eyes are red. Didn't you sleep all night last night?"

"I'm asleep... OK, I haven't sleeped." Qi Xiang smiled and said, "I thought of having an appointment with Sister Xue Qing today. I was excited and tossed and turned and couldn't sleep."

"Come on," the young woman Xueqing burst out laughing, and there seemed to be a lot of charm in her bright eyes: "You said this to those young girls, what's the use of coaxing me/wife."

Qi Xiang laughed and never dared to take it down. She turned around and said, "Sister Xueqing, I have brought all the things. What are the regulations for the next one? Please give me more advice."

"What kind of regulations can you have? Of course, you should just look for the manager." Young woman Xueqing turned around and asked, "Little sister, is the manager here?"

"Here, I'm in the office." The girl at the front desk replied: "It seems to be entertaining guests."

"Oh, there are guests." The young woman Xueqing frowned and asked instead: "What about Mr. Zheng? It should be fine."

"Old Zheng..." The girl at the front desk said uncertainly: "I saw him walking upstairs just now. Maybe he was reading a book or drinking tea, so there should be nothing wrong..."

"Okay, it's all you have to do, go and do it." Young woman Xueqing waved and said, "Xiao Qi, let's go upstairs."

Qi Xiang was good at following the flow of good deeds, so he naturally knew that Mr. Zheng, who was the chief appraisal master of this auction company, was not only high prestige, but also had certain decision-making power.

Qi Xiang carried the box and followed the young woman Xueqing and came to the second floor with briskly.

The decoration on the second floor is relatively elegant. The retro style, painted pillars and carved beams, antique, and there seems to be a hint of sound of mountains and flowing water.

Qi Xiang listened carefully and found that someone was playing the guqin music. The beautiful sound of silk and bamboo seemed to be there or there, and I didn’t know where it floated. Combined with the environment here, it was indeed a long charm.

At the end of a long corridor, the young woman Xueqing stopped and reached out to knock on the door: "Old Zheng, are you here?"

"At..." An old voice came out: "Girl Qing? Come in."

The young woman Xueqing smiled happily, pushed her slender hands slightly, and the door opened silently.

When the door opened, Qi Xiang glanced quickly and saw clearly the situation in the room. He saw that the decorations in the room were simple, but there were a lot of books. There were rows of books filled with three or four bookshelves.

An old man with silver beard was sitting on a rocking chair, holding a yellowed ancient book in his hand, shaking the chair gently while reading leisurely.

Young woman Xueqing walked into the room and said with a smile: "Old Zheng, read a book!"

"Swish!"

The old man paused his toes and stopped the rocking chair. His turbid yellow eyes swept over the young woman Xueqing and landed on the left. His eyes paused, then glanced down, looked at the box before moving away.

"Girl Qing, if you don't go to work, why are you here to do here again?"

The old man put down the book and stood up. Cihe smiled and said, "I'm idle all day long, be careful of being seen by the boss, and you will be deducted your salary."

"He dares..."

The young woman Xueqing's eyes rounded and said indifferently: "If he dares to deduct my money, I will dare to change jobs. Who is afraid of whom?"

"You, this temper... is stubborn!" The old man couldn't help but shake his head: "If I could be more restrained, I would probably be able to take over my work in seven or eight years, so that I can retire with peace of mind."

"Old Zheng, you are only over seventy years old this year, and you can work for at least twenty years. Why are you in a hurry to retire?" Xueqing's young woman smiled like a flower: "As for me, I don't want to take over your work, I'm too tired!"

"You are not afraid of being tired, but being lazy." Old Zheng smiled helplessly, turned his eyes and asked, "By the way, who is this?"

"My friend." Young woman Xueqing quickly introduced: "Old Zheng, his name is Qi Xiang, and he is also a traveler. This time I came here mainly to get some things to take photos."
Chapter completed!