"An auction?" Ling Yue was interested and raised her eyebrows slightly.
Old Master Zhang nodded, "There will be a grand auction in this city next month. Not only will there be all kinds of precious jewels, antiques, but original stones will also be auctioned on site. You can't attend without an invitation."
"That does sound quite interesting." Ling Yue smiled playfully, her phoenix eyes bewitchingly beautiful, just like the noble and mysterious mandala flowers, captivating.
After waiting for a while, several people walked in, and in between them was a tall, demonic looking man. He exuded an aura of nobility and elegance, one look and you know he was no ordinary person.
"Boss! You're here!" When Old Master Zhang saw the man, he immediately went up respectfully to greet him.
Song Ziyuan nodded lightly, his gaze falling on Ling Yue, "Is she the person you mentioned?"
"Yes, the Black Feather Star Cup last time, and the 'Travel in Spring Painting' were brought by her." Old Master Zhang replied respectfully.
Liu Yan looked at Ling Yue in surprise. He had heard people on the street say that someone had picked up a cup and sold it for two million. So it turned out to be her.
Song Ziyuan sized up Ling Yue.
Ling Yue did not dodge or avoid his gaze, meeting it head on calmly.
Song Ziyuan's eyes revealed a hint of appreciation, a faint smile appeared as he stepped forward and held out his hand. His hands were beautiful, with distinct knuckles, long and fair, "Nice to meet you! I'm Song Ziyuan, very pleased to make your acquaintance." He couldn't see her appearance because of her mask, but her eyes were beautiful, like a clear spring, captivating.
Ling Yue shook Song Ziyuan's hand, "Ling Yue."
Song Ziyuan felt that the name Ling Yue sounded familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before, "Miss Ling, Old Zhang should have told you right? There's an auction next month, I need an assistant like you who knows a lot about antiques. Would you be willing to attend with me?"
"Okay." Ling Yue readily nodded.
"Then give me your phone number, I'll call you when the time comes." Song Ziyuan took out his phone, waiting for Ling Yue to tell him her number.
Ling Yue reported her phone number to Song Ziyuan, "I still have some things to do, you guys can settle the payment first." Liu Yan had said he wanted to take her to see the company.
"Old Zhang, help transfer the money." Song Ziyuan instructed Old Master Zhang.
"Okay boss." Old Master Zhang went behind the counter, picked up the phone, "It's still the same bank account number as last time?" As long as he had the bank account number, he could directly transfer over the phone.
Ling Yue turned to look at Liu Yan, Liu Yan quickly reported his bank account number. He was very excited at the moment, thinking that he had reached a dead end this time, he did not expect to meet Ling Yue, rekindling his hopes.
Hearing the SMS alert sound from his phone, Liu Yan quickly took out his phone and opened the message to look at the number on it, his hand unconsciously trembling slightly. This was the first time he had seen so much money.
"Received it." Liu Yan suppressed the emotions in his heart, but his voice still carried a hint of trembling.
"Then we'll take our leave first." Ling Yue nodded at Song Ziyuan and Old Master Zhang, and left the antique shop with Liu Yan.
Song Ziyuan's gaze followed them out before withdrawing it. He had remembered who Ling Yue was. She had been making waves with Zhou Mucheng recently, the Ling Family young miss Ling Yue whose face was burned and disfigured. But it seemed like the Ling Family had already issued a statement disowning their relationship with Ling Yue.
If this Ling Yue was really the one driven out by the Ling Family, then he could be certain that one day the Ling Family would definitely regret it, along with Zhou Mucheng.
Just as he was thinking, Song Ziyuan's phone rang. He took it out and saw the caller ID, the corners of his lips curled up as he answered the call, "Looking for me for something?"
"Got time for a drink together?" Zhou Mucheng's low and magnetic voice came over.
"Sure." The smile at the corners of Song Ziyuan's lips deepened slightly. He wanted to find out more about Ling Yue from Zhou Mucheng anyway.
After leaving the antique street, Liu Yan's agitated emotions finally calmed down a bit. He took a deep breath, "Boss! I'll transfer the extra 5 million to you." Ling Yue had agreed to invest 30 million for him, and now there was an extra 5 million, he naturally had to return it to her.
Ling Yue took out her bank card and handed it to Liu Yan. When she applied for the bank card, she had enabled large amount transfer services, so 5 million could be directly transferred over the phone.
After Liu Yan was done with the transfer, he returned the bank card to Ling Yue, "Boss! Why do you trust me so much? Aren't you afraid that I would run away with the money?" That was 30 million, an amount that countless people work hard for their whole lives and still can't earn. Yet she had just met him and knew nothing about him. What if he really had bad intentions and ran away with her money? What would she do?
"Don't suspect others, trust those you employ. Also, we are partners, just calling me by name is fine." Ling Yue was very confident in her ability to judge people. And even without her funding, Liu Yan would become very wealthy in the future. She wasn't the only one in this world with the insight to recognize heroes. Some things were predestined, just like how she came to this world.
"Ling Yue, I will not betray your trust." Liu Yan looked at Ling Yue with a determined and serious gaze.
"Good, I look forward to your achievements." Ling Yue gave a dazzling smile, her phoenix eyes beautifully bewitching.
Song Ziyuan arrived at the club where he had arranged to meet Zhou Mucheng. Entering the private room, he saw not only Zhou Mucheng but Ling Meng as well. His brows ticked up slightly in surprise.
"Brother Ziyuan!" Ling Meng smiled and waved at Song Ziyuan. The Zhou, Song, Qin and Mu families were the four most powerful families in Jing City. Among them, the Qin family was the strongest, but the Qin family people were very low-key, only participating in some necessary banquets, rarely interacting with the other families.
Song Ziyuan smiled gently and nodded, then went to sit next to Zhou Mucheng, "I heard you called off the engagement?"
"Mm." Zhou Mucheng passed a glass of wine to Song Ziyuan. His broken engagement with Ling Yue wasn't a secret, he had nothing to hide either.
"You don't like her, or is it because she was disfigured?" Song Ziyuan thought of Ling Yue. He didn't know if her face was burnt by the fire, but her phoenix eyes were truly beautiful, seeming to be able to draw people in.
Zhou Mucheng frowned at Song Ziyuan, not understanding why he was suddenly so concerned about his matters today.
"Brother Ziyuan, my sister and brother Mucheng were engaged as children, they didn't have any feelings for each other. It was my sister who kept pestering brother Mucheng. Now that the engagement is called off, it's better for both of them, don't you think so brother Mucheng?" Ling Meng tugged Zhou Mucheng's sleeve. These days she would intentionally bump into Zhou Mucheng every now and then. Today when she knew he would be coming to the club, she specially waited for him here. Zhou Mucheng was the young master of the Zhou family, one of the four major families in Jing City. The Zhou family would be his in the future, so of course she had to hold on tightly to such an outstanding man.
"An auction?" Ling Yue was interested and raised her eyebrows slightly.
Old Master Zhang nodded, "There will be a grand auction in this city next month. Not only will there be all kinds of precious jewels, antiques, but original stones will also be auctioned on site. You can't attend without an invitation."
"That does sound quite interesting." Ling Yue smiled playfully, her phoenix eyes bewitchingly beautiful, just like the noble and mysterious mandala flowers, captivating.
After waiting for a while, several people walked in, and in between them was a tall, demonic looking man. He exuded an aura of nobility and elegance, one look and you know he was no ordinary person.
"Boss! You're here!" When Old Master Zhang saw the man, he immediately went up respectfully to greet him.
Song Ziyuan nodded lightly, his gaze falling on Ling Yue, "Is she the person you mentioned?"
"Yes, the Black Feather Star Cup last time, and the 'Travel in Spring Painting' were brought by her." Old Master Zhang replied respectfully.
Liu Yan looked at Ling Yue in surprise. He had heard people on the street say that someone had picked up a cup and sold it for two million. So it turned out to be her.
Song Ziyuan sized up Ling Yue.
Ling Yue did not dodge or avoid his gaze, meeting it head on calmly.
Song Ziyuan's eyes revealed a hint of appreciation, a faint smile appeared as he stepped forward and held out his hand. His hands were beautiful, with distinct knuckles, long and fair, "Nice to meet you! I'm Song Ziyuan, very pleased to make your acquaintance." He couldn't see her appearance because of her mask, but her eyes were beautiful, like a clear spring, captivating.
Ling Yue shook Song Ziyuan's hand, "Ling Yue."
Song Ziyuan felt that the name Ling Yue sounded familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before, "Miss Ling, Old Zhang should have told you right? There's an auction next month, I need an assistant like you who knows a lot about antiques. Would you be willing to attend with me?"
"Okay." Ling Yue readily nodded.
"Then give me your phone number, I'll call you when the time comes." Song Ziyuan took out his phone, waiting for Ling Yue to tell him her number.
Ling Yue reported her phone number to Song Ziyuan, "I still have some things to do, you guys can settle the payment first." Liu Yan had said he wanted to take her to see the company.
"Old Zhang, help transfer the money." Song Ziyuan instructed Old Master Zhang.
"Okay boss." Old Master Zhang went behind the counter, picked up the phone, "It's still the same bank account number as last time?" As long as he had the bank account number, he could directly transfer over the phone.
Ling Yue turned to look at Liu Yan, Liu Yan quickly reported his bank account number. He was very excited at the moment, thinking that he had reached a dead end this time, he did not expect to meet Ling Yue, rekindling his hopes.
Hearing the SMS alert sound from his phone, Liu Yan quickly took out his phone and opened the message to look at the number on it, his hand unconsciously trembling slightly. This was the first time he had seen so much money.
"Received it." Liu Yan suppressed the emotions in his heart, but his voice still carried a hint of trembling.
"Then we'll take our leave first." Ling Yue nodded at Song Ziyuan and Old Master Zhang, and left the antique shop with Liu Yan.
Song Ziyuan's gaze followed them out before withdrawing it. He had remembered who Ling Yue was. She had been making waves with Zhou Mucheng recently, the Ling Family young miss Ling Yue whose face was burned and disfigured. But it seemed like the Ling Family had already issued a statement disowning their relationship with Ling Yue.
If this Ling Yue was really the one driven out by the Ling Family, then he could be certain that one day the Ling Family would definitely regret it, along with Zhou Mucheng.
Just as he was thinking, Song Ziyuan's phone rang. He took it out and saw the caller ID, the corners of his lips curled up as he answered the call, "Looking for me for something?"
"Got time for a drink together?" Zhou Mucheng's low and magnetic voice came over.
"Sure." The smile at the corners of Song Ziyuan's lips deepened slightly. He wanted to find out more about Ling Yue from Zhou Mucheng anyway.
After leaving the antique street, Liu Yan's agitated emotions finally calmed down a bit. He took a deep breath, "Boss! I'll transfer the extra 5 million to you." Ling Yue had agreed to invest 30 million for him, and now there was an extra 5 million, he naturally had to return it to her.
Ling Yue took out her bank card and handed it to Liu Yan. When she applied for the bank card, she had enabled large amount transfer services, so 5 million could be directly transferred over the phone.
After Liu Yan was done with the transfer, he returned the bank card to Ling Yue, "Boss! Why do you trust me so much? Aren't you afraid that I would run away with the money?" That was 30 million, an amount that countless people work hard for their whole lives and still can't earn. Yet she had just met him and knew nothing about him. What if he really had bad intentions and ran away with her money? What would she do?
"Don't suspect others, trust those you employ. Also, we are partners, just calling me by name is fine." Ling Yue was very confident in her ability to judge people. And even without her funding, Liu Yan would become very wealthy in the future. She wasn't the only one in this world with the insight to recognize heroes. Some things were predestined, just like how she came to this world.
"Ling Yue, I will not betray your trust." Liu Yan looked at Ling Yue with a determined and serious gaze.
"Good, I look forward to your achievements." Ling Yue gave a dazzling smile, her phoenix eyes beautifully bewitching.
Song Ziyuan arrived at the club where he had arranged to meet Zhou Mucheng. Entering the private room, he saw not only Zhou Mucheng but Ling Meng as well. His brows ticked up slightly in surprise.
"Brother Ziyuan!" Ling Meng smiled and waved at Song Ziyuan. The Zhou, Song, Qin and Mu families were the four most powerful families in Jing City. Among them, the Qin family was the strongest, but the Qin family people were very low-key, only participating in some necessary banquets, rarely interacting with the other families.
Song Ziyuan smiled gently and nodded, then went to sit next to Zhou Mucheng, "I heard you called off the engagement?"
"Mm." Zhou Mucheng passed a glass of wine to Song Ziyuan. His broken engagement with Ling Yue wasn't a secret, he had nothing to hide either.
"You don't like her, or is it because she was disfigured?" Song Ziyuan thought of Ling Yue. He didn't know if her face was burnt by the fire, but her phoenix eyes were truly beautiful, seeming to be able to draw people in.
Zhou Mucheng frowned at Song Ziyuan, not understanding why he was suddenly so concerned about his matters today.
"Brother Ziyuan, my sister and brother Mucheng were engaged as children, they didn't have any feelings for each other. It was my sister who kept pestering brother Mucheng. Now that the engagement is called off, it's better for both of them, don't you think so brother Mucheng?" Ling Meng tugged Zhou Mucheng's sleeve. These days she would intentionally bump into Zhou Mucheng every now and then. Today when she knew he would be coming to the club, she specially waited for him here. Zhou Mucheng was the young master of the Zhou family, one of the four major families in Jing City. The Zhou family would be his in the future, so of course she had to hold on tightly to such an outstanding man.
