Chapter 25 Meeting

Nine o'clock sharp.

The door of the auction company opened, and people who had been waiting outside for a long time rushed in. After entering, they did not stop and rushed to the various auction rooms.

Holding the walkie-talkie in her hand, Han Xue stood on the side of the gate, looked at the crowd of people, and pouted. These people are so stupid and naive. The whole world knows how the auction company can do this. If I don’t prepare, I would have been very sad if I wanted to pick up leaks in an auction company, but now I’m strictly guarding it, and it’s impossible to pick up leaks again. Slaughtered fat sheep.

Han Xue wandered back and forth at the gate, her only purpose was Song Yun.

Han Xue's brows frowned, time passed by every minute, and it was almost ten o'clock, and Song Yun hadn't appeared yet.

"Mr. Han, Mr. Han, someone is here. Twenty meters in front of you, there is a young man wearing slacks and a short white T-shirt. That person is Song Yun!"

The walkie-talkie in Han Xue's hand suddenly remembered.

"received!"

"I'll go right now, you don't need to inform me again!"

Han Xue looked forward, immediately found the master, and strode over.

Song Yun walked into the door of the auction company.

"It's a little late!"

Song Yun shook his head. He didn't plan to come to the auction company today. The Antique Market and Tang Miaomiao came back after breakfast. It was almost ten o'clock. Some auctions might have already started.

Song Yun was not in a hurry, and looked up at the large electronic screen hanging on the wall, which was scrolling today's auction information.

"Hello, is this Mr. Song Yunsong?"

Song Yun was concentrating on reading today's auction information, and suddenly remembered a clear and pleasant voice beside him. He turned his head and saw a woman with a delicate face and a capable temperament standing beside him. She was twenty-five or six years old, wearing a professional dress and typical OL dress. , smiling kindly, looking at himself.

"Yes, I'm Song Yun, don't we know each other?"

Monk Song Yun Erzhang was at a loss. The woman in front of him was very beautiful. Even in the crowd, he could see it at a glance. If he had seen it, he would not be able to remember it. It's definitely not a good thing for a beautiful woman you don't know to come to chat up.

"Introduce myself, my name is Han Xue, a staff member of the auction house."

With a smile on Han Xue's face, Song Yun looked up and down with his eyes. He was a typical sunny boy, tall and strong, with typical bronzed skin. If he was a fitness trainer, he would have no doubts at all. There is a big difference in the weak breath he wears, and he is more and more curious.

Song Yun's heart skipped a beat, he thought it wasn't a good thing at first, but now it really doesn't seem like a good thing.

"This is my business card, please give me more advice in the future."

Han Xue took out her business card and handed it to Song Yun.

Song Yun took it over and took a look. The title read Manager of the Public Relations Department.

"Manager Han, I don't know what you have to do with me?"

Song Yun remembered what Tang Miaomiao said before that as long as he appeared in the auction company again, someone would immediately stare at him. At first, he didn't believe it, but now it seems to be true. The beautiful and a little excessive Han Xue clearly deliberately Waiting for him here, but he wouldn't say such a thing, he deliberately pretended to be confused, as if he didn't understand why Han Xue was looking for him.

"Mr. Song, you are our honored guest. Since you are here, of course you must be treated well."

The smile on Han Xue's face was even more moving.

Song Yun groaned inwardly, and didn't want to deal with the other party at all. He found that someone around him was pointing at him. Obviously, because Han Xue was a beautiful woman, he immediately attracted the attention of others. This is definitely not a good thing. .

"Hehehe!"

"I want to walk around, and if there is a chance, we will contact again."

Song Yun put Han Xue's business card in his pocket, turned around and wanted to leave. It is not advisable to stay here for a long time.

"Mr. Song, please stay. As I said just now, you are an honored guest of our company. You must greet me here."

"I don't know where you want to go or what you want to see. I am very familiar with the situation here. Please allow me to be your little guide and explain to you. What do you think?"

Han Xue stopped Song Yun.

"Isn't that necessary?"

Song Yun shook his head, the weasel gave New Year's greetings to the rooster, he was uneasy and kind, but he would not be arrogant but felt that Han Xue had taken a fancy to him, which was clearly keeping an eye on tactics.

"I just have nothing to do. I'll accompany Mr. Song for a walk."

Han Xue smiled eloquently.

Song Yun was very helpless. He stretched out his hand not to hit the smiling person. The beauty was shameless. There was really no choice but to agree.

Zhao Zhonghua and Sun Mingming just came out of an auction room. There will be an auction tomorrow, and the exhibition will be open today. The two of them have just finished watching it. They come out to breathe, and plan to find a place to drink something.