Don't follow the rules

Chapter 389: Fa Fa Fa Cruise ()

"The preview of the auction items has been quietly held in the exhibition hall on the first floor of our building for several days. I walked up and downstairs so many times that I didn't even hear the slightest sound." Xin Cheng Standing outside the exhibition hall, he tilted his head and squinted his eyes, pointing at Assistant Tang with something in mind.

Assistant Tang's face was expressionless: "The invitation to the high seas auction house preview was sent to your mobile phone together with your electronic ticket. Unfortunately, it seems that someone only noticed the Chi family's private exhibition of supernatural beings."

"Ah, is that so?" Xin Cheng scratched his head.

"Well, that's it." Assistant Tang said.

Xin Cheng waved his hand: "Forget it, let's not talk about it. Now that we have discovered the preview, of course we have to go in and inquire about the enemy's situation~"

Yingying cheered: "Okay! Find out the enemy's situation!"

An Han poured a basin of cold water at the right moment: "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you."

He held the auction catalog and said: "The vast majority of auctions marked as 'targets' may be subject to confidentiality agreements and will not be made public. All we can see now are some legal products."

Yingying's mood suddenly dropped: "It's so boring."

"Is that so?" Xin Cheng asked.

"That's right." An Han replied.

Xin Cheng pointed to the entrance not far away: "But the man named Du just entered."

Everyone hurriedly followed and looked into the exhibition hall at a place that was close enough but not noticeable, and as expected they saw Du Jingxiu and Rao Ze.

"What are they two doing here? Don't they already know our target auction item?" An Han really didn't understand.

Yingying gritted her teeth: "Look at the sneaky looks of those two dogs, they must be thinking of ways to deal with us, damn it!"

Xin Cheng objected: "I think they really look like innocent tourists..."

An Han turned his head: "What do you say?"

Xin Cheng was a little embarrassed: "I don't know how to explain it. It's just a feeling. Do you understand?"

Assistant Tang silently stepped forward and added: "Mr. Xiao Xin probably means - they look like they have never seen the world."

An Han turned his head back and looked at it steadily for a moment.

Du Jingxiu held the same auction catalog as An Han in his hand. While shopping, he took pictures and compared the catalog with the actual objects. He always maintained a warm smile and was filled with obvious joy. He looked like he was holding a tourist bag. Little yellow flag.

Rao Ze, who was following Du Jingxiu, had a look of despair on his face. There was no promotional material in his hand, but he was holding two cups of milk tea.

Du Jingxiu straightened up and showed his new photo to Rao Ze: "Rao Ze, look at this, I took the photo really well and the angle was precise. It looks exactly like the photo in the catalog."

"Why do you have to take the exact same photo twice?" Rao Ze rolled his eyes. "If you want to save the pictures in the catalog, we can directly ask the organizer to send us an electronic version."

Du Jingxiu took back his phone: "That's different."

Rao Ze didn't intend to argue with his boss on this issue. He raised the milk tea in his hand and said, "Do you still want to drink it?"

Du Jingxiu: "Take it first."

"You haven't had a sip since I took it out of the store." Rao Ze said.

Du Jingxiu nodded calmly: "That's inevitable, because I don't really like such sweet drinks."

Rao Ze was speechless for a second: "...So why did you buy it?"

Du Jingxiu smiled: "Because you can't put your hands in your pockets."

Rao Ze: "You are really sick."

"Then thank you, Dean, for taking more care of me." Du Jingxiu readily accepted Rao Ze's evaluation.

Rao closed his eyes silently.

Yingying and his group had successfully entered the auction preview hall under the guidance of Assistant Tang. They hid behind a pillar. Xin Cheng lay on An Han's back and poked his head out: "What are they talking about? We can’t hear it at all from this distance.”

An Han shook his head: "There are many people in the hall, music is played, and no one is proficient in lip reading. It is indeed difficult to capture their information."

Yingying lay on Xin Cheng's back and clenched her fists bitterly: "Damn it! They must be plotting how to deal with us!"

Assistant Tang stood behind the three of them: "Do you need me to turn down the music?" "No!"

The three of them said in unison and quickly covered their mouths after speaking.

"It can't be too quiet. A little music can also cover up our actions." An Han said.

Xin Cheng: "That's right, after all, our tracking is at an amateur level."

"Okay, as long as you are happy." Assistant Tang closed the tablet and followed the three people two steps away, watching the three people move from one pillar to another like a stack of Arhats.

Rao Ze looked down at the two full cups of milk tea in his hands, and slightly raised the corners of his lips: "Oh, there are a few little tails following me."

Du Jingxiu warned: "How cute, don't look back, you will surprise them."

Rao Ze clicked his tongue: "What a bad taste. You should be hospitalized on a separate floor in my fifth hospital."

"Anyway, they won't be able to take care of us soon. When Mr. Zhong finishes his work, he will go to find trouble with them, and we can get down to business." Du Jingxiu flipped the auction catalog in his hand to a new page. Page.

"What's going on?" An Han raised his head in confusion, "Why did the music stop?"

Xin Cheng turned around: "Xiaotang?"

Assistant Tang: "It's none of my business."

Dang——dang——dang——

The moment the music was completely silenced, all the bells in the hall rang at the same time.

Da da da

Someone stepped on the rhythm of the pendulum, high heels tapping the ground crisply.

Yingying and the others naturally turned their eyes to where the sound came from. They saw a person coming against the light at the entrance of the hall, making her face unclear.

Assistant Tang's voice suddenly sounded from the side, breaking the neat rhythm of the bell.

"President Zhong is here."

After the words fell, the woman known as Governor Zhong finally walked under the bright light, and everyone could see her appearance clearly.

Xin Cheng looked at her, then turned to look at Yingying, and said weakly: "I smell a dangerous aura that is very similar to sister Yingying..."

Yingying's fists clenched loudly: "What's the breath?"

Xin Cheng's desire to survive came online: "It's a charming aura! As the saying goes, 'the more charming the more dangerous,' so she looks as dangerous as you, Sister Yingying."

The bells and music stopped, and it seemed that the three people were making a lot of noise, and Governor Zhong easily noticed this.

"Yeah~ Nice to meet you!" She stepped forward with a warm and contagious smile, and the three of them had already shaken her hand for no apparent reason.

An Han stared blankly at his hand that was still in the air: "Zhong...Boss Zhong knows us?"

A small dimple appeared on the woman's face that was not commensurate with her charm: "Just call me Zhong Ming."

Xin Cheng's social gene finally became apparent belatedly: "Ah, don't dare, we are all juniors, let's call him President Zhong."

"Okay." Zhong Ming didn't care. "Everyone does call me 'President Zhong'."

Xin Cheng bowed slightly to her: "I am the Xin family..."

"I know you~" Zhong Ming stopped him from bowing with a haha.

"You're famous."

"Am I famous?" Xin Cheng pointed to his nose in confusion.

Zhong Ming lightly covered his mouth and arched his eyebrows: "You are a well-known sleep tester of the Haunted Mansion that is well-known throughout the world."

Xin Cheng's eyes lit up: "You, you, you! You actually know that I am a sleep tester in the haunted house!?"

"This is not a place for chatting. Can you all follow me to the small hall upstairs for a chat?" Zhong Ming blinked and extended an invitation.