Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
"There's nothing much to it, I just hope to distance myself from anyone related to Zhou Rongli, to avoid being implicated later," Zhou Pingyong said.
"Brother, I think it's us who should distance ourselves from you, lest we be dragged down by you. To be honest, you're no match for Jiang Chen," Zhou Duanmei said solemnly.
"Whether I'm a match or not will be revealed tomorrow. What you say now is pointless. I have always been confident in myself, especially since I've spent three years gathering evidence against that kid Jiang Chen," Zhou Pingyong replied confidently.
"Alright, brother, I hope your evidence is truly useful," Zhou Duanmei said with a cold smile before turning to Zhou Pingming and Zhou Pingnan.
"Second brother, third brother, what about you? Your choice tonight could affect your future. You'd better think carefully about whether to continue following big brother or go apologize to Rongli," Zhou Duanmei asked.
Zhou Pingming and Zhou Pingnan exchanged glances and resolutely replied in unison, "There’s no way we’re going to apologize to her. We trust big brother."
"In that case, there's nothing more to say," Zhou Duanmei said, no longer wanting to waste words, and turned to leave.
Zhou Lianhua followed her out.
At this moment, only Zhou Pingyong, Zhou Pingming, and Zhou Pingnan remained in the private room, along with the old man Zhou Yiquan.
Throughout the conversation, Zhou Yiquan had remained silent, his expression cold. However, everyone knew that his heart still sided with big brother.
Everyone understood the old man's mindset; he favored sons over daughters. Otherwise, he wouldn't still be so concerned about Zhou Rongli after more than twenty years since she was born.
"Big brother, we support you."
"Yes, big brother. I think the Zhou Rongli family is like grasshoppers after autumn; they won't last long," Zhou Pingming and Zhou Pingnan chimed in.
"Your support is correct. After tomorrow, everything will settle down," Zhou Pingyong said with a confident smile.
Meanwhile, in another private room, Zhou Rongli was also feeling indignant.
When Zhou Duanmei and Zhou Lianhua arrived, the three women sat together and began criticizing Zhou Pingyong and the others.
"Mom, let's eat. There's no need to dwell on such trivial matters; it's not worth it," Jiang Chen advised.
The next day.
After lunch, Yue Hui came to pick up Jiang Chen's family for the auction site. Guan Waipo's family, along with Zhou Duanmei's family and Zhou Lianhua's family, also went along.
The auction was held in a private club in Hangcheng.
Those who could enter the auction were individuals of some status and standing. Before the auction, there was an exhibition and exchange event held in the club's grand hall. Inside a thick glass display, numerous antiques, porcelain, and jade pieces were showcased—treasures collected by avid collectors.
“Mr. Jiang, the organizer of this auction is Mr. Li Huan Guo, a renowned collector from Hangcheng. He is one of the earliest enthusiasts of collecting in the country and possesses many valuable items that he usually refuses to show anyone, earning him the reputation of being the stingiest collector in China. This time, however, due to a crisis at his son's company in the United States, which reportedly owes several billion dollars, Old Li has no choice but to auction off his collection to save his son,” Yue Hui explained to Jiang Chen as they entered the club.
“Several billion dollars? Can Old Li's collection really fetch that much money?” Zhou Rongli asked in surprise. After all, several billion dollars was no small sum in Huaxia.
Comment 0 Comment Count