Don't follow the rules

Chapter 407: Fa Fa Fa Cruise (one hundred and nine)
"Are you sure those brats no longer pose a threat to your plan?"

Rao crossed his arms and looked completely "stand by" and seemed to have nothing to do with the auction.

He was leaning relaxedly by the window, his eyes looking out at the sea view outside the window, and disturbing the busy Du Jingxiu with every sentence in his mouth.

Du Jingxiu took Rao Ze with him on the ship this time, but Rao Ze was obviously not an active employee, so Du Jingxiu had to do it himself at this moment, and was so busy that he never touched the ground.

"If you could say less sarcastic words, I think I would be able to deal more efficiently with the tasks we are supposed to be working on together." Du Jingxiu took off his headphones.

Rao Ze was disdainful: "Just to buy such a thing, making so much noise is really making a fuss out of a molehill."

"After all, something unplanned happened. I originally planned to buy it from Chi Zhongwu before entering the auction process, but who could have expected that a stupid boy who did things recklessly would kill him directly." Du Jingxiu Rarely speechless.

"Chi Zhongwu is dead, so we can only follow the formal process of auction. Although I am very confident in the industry operated by Bass, the Xin Group has been rooted in Zhenxing for many years and has worked hard for so long. After all, it is not a vegetarian. I have been tossing it over and over again. They just want to ensure that they can capture Tamariu in the end.”

Rao Ze still just sneered: "I wish you success."

Du Jingxiu nodded slightly: "I will, and don't forget that you still have a mission."

"Tsk."

Rao Ze put his hands into his trouser pockets slightly impatiently: "I can't forget it. I can't forget it."

……

"Lot No. 2046, the target auction titled [Ancient Sacred Tamarix Altar Set] in the official catalog - includes a living tamarisk, a complete rubbing of the altar decoration, a small number of modern sacrificial utensils, and several animal mummies that protect the tamarisk ”

An Han asked Assistant Tang's team to reorganize a more detailed information.

Ning Yao and the others did not participate in the entire auction that day.

After confirming the target, they only held a brief meeting in the auction house's room, then evacuated and returned to Xin Cheng's suite.

"Our team found out that the other party had frequently accessed information about this tamarisk tree after accessing the cruise ship's public network."

An Han was slightly surprised: "...can all this be found?"

Assistant Tang covered the tablet a little uncomfortably: "To prevent Mr. Xiao Xin from having a whim, we tried our best to include as many professionals as possible when we formed the team."

Ning Yao held the teething biscuit originally prepared for No. 1: "Hacker? I understand, I understand, so we can basically lock this target?"

An Han nodded: "Theoretically, yes."

Ning Yao poked Xin Cheng with a biscuit: "Is our budget enough? I remember you said that buying two bodies cost a lot of money. Do you want to prepare more in advance?"

Xin Cheng waved his hand proudly: "Those are all small coins! Xiaotang has already shown me my little treasury, don't panic, just work hard!"

Assistant Tang, who had been busy with the work at hand, almost lost his temper: "Hey! Those money are not deposited for you as a current deposit. Do you think it is a coin jar? There is a process to transfer them, which is time-consuming."

Xin Cheng was confused: "Ah... you can't deposit it and withdraw it at any time? It turns out it's my death day."

Assistant Tang covered his mouth: "Bah, bah, bah, don't talk nonsense, avoid prophecies."

Xin Cheng pulled Assistant Tang's hand away in disgust: "You are so superstitious."

Ning Yao interrupted them: "Okay, okay, don't flirt here. Let's be serious. Does the money that Xin Cheng can use at any time now be enough for us to argue with Du Jingxiu and take pictures of this tree?"

Assistant Tang handed them the tablet: "According to the team's calculations, it is enough."

An Han took the tablet: "If we were bidding with ordinary people, this prediction must be in line with the laws of reality and logic, but now we are competing with Du Jingxiu..." Ning Yao's mind suddenly flashed with the shadow of a bell.

"I remember that all currencies traded at the auction must be converted into the common ship currency on this ship?" he asked abruptly.

"Yes." An Han confirmed his memory.

Ning Yao clasped his chin thoughtfully: "That means Du Jingxiu must come up with real currency that can be exchanged for ship currency."

An Han understood instantly: "Are you saying that Du Jingxiu can only use the currency actually circulating in Zhenxing City to bid?"

"Huh?" Xin Cheng was confused.

"I see, that's a lot simpler." Assistant Tang also looked like he suddenly understood.

"What?" Xin Cheng said anxiously, "Why do you all understand?"

Yingying patted Xin Cheng on the shoulder and said comfortingly: "It's okay, I didn't understand either."

As she spoke, she raised her clattering fists with a smile: "How about you guys pretend to be the Riddler for me again?"

An Han shrank his neck and explained honestly: "It means that even if Du Jingxiu is extremely powerful, he can't use it on this ship. He can only withdraw how much money he actually has in his bank card - —And when it comes to making money, the Xin Cheng family definitely deserves it.”

Yingying retracted his fist: "Do you have to be threatened by your life to be able to speak properly?"

An Han swallowed: "Be careful next time."

Ning Yao stretched his waist: "So, Du Jingxiu just opened a prosperous amusement park and can still make some serious money. As for the other monsters and monsters in the factory and workshop, I'm afraid all he earns are ghost coins, right? "

An Han added: "Don't forget, his program post-production company can also make money."

Assistant Tang smiled slightly: "That's really a small amount of money, don't worry."

Ning Yao raised her hands happily: "Okay! You can have a good sleep tonight~"

……

Manyi helplessly hugged the quilt and shrank to the head of the bed: "I said Boss Zhong... Don't you have your own room this late at night?"

Zhong Ming sat on the end of the crib with his legs crossed, gently squeezing his sore calves.

"I'm in charge of hosting the auction today. I've been standing in high heels all day. It's very hard. I'm just here to sit here~"

Manyi shook her head: "A man and a woman alone..."

"We're in the same room~" Zhong Ming smiled and moved closer to Manyi, so scared that Manyi almost fell off the bed.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." Zhong Ming regained his composure.

"I'm here to ask for something."

Manyi put a pillow between them: "Please speak."

Zhong Ming smiled brightly and slapped the pillow to the ground gently: "I will give you some permissions. I hope you can violate the ban on the cruise ship a little with my company - of course, I will promise your safety."

Manyi refused without hesitation: "I said don't underestimate people. Although I am taking the auxiliary route, I have been involved in all kinds of weird stories for so many years. Give me the 'authority to violate the rules'? Forget it. Well, if you want to deceive people, why don’t you use logical words?”

Zhong Ming blinked and said in a sincere tone: "I didn't lie to you."