Mr. Bo, the one from your family escaped again

Chapter 86

Before that, he received news at the bar that the goods had probably reached the third floor.

From the third floor to the fifth floor, the audit time will take more than half a day.Therefore, according to the normal calculation of the auction site, it is estimated that the auction will be held at night.

But for some reason, Cheng Shaoyu's eyelids have been twitching since he reached the fifth floor. With a sullen face, he immediately took out his mobile phone and ordered people to strictly control each channel, making sure that each batch of goods is accurate, Nothing was left out.

After making the phone call, Cheng Shaoyu took An Ke directly to the monitoring room, listening to the screams and crying of men and women coming from the rooms on both sides of the corridor, Cheng Shaoyu frowned slightly, turned around and saw An Ke's face was pale , staring uneasily at the rooms on both sides.

Although the fifth floor is not as bloody and cruel as the sixth floor, it is not better than the sixth floor. Probably one is for the audience to see, and the other is to tame the goods in their respective rooms. Goods can also be bought privately with direct bids, without going to the sixth floor to bid at all.

But the price of private purchases is generally not very high, it is only slightly higher than the market price, but the auction is different, sometimes the price of the auction is ten times or a hundred times higher than the market price. , Who let it go, the people who can enter here are not ordinary people, and the money here is just a number.

Therefore, most cargo owners and buyers like to go to the sixth floor to participate in the auction, seeking excitement and fun!
And their Cheng family, to put it bluntly, just provided them with a platform for safe transactions, and charged a part of the fee by the way.

Cheng Shaoyu strode to An Ke's side, stretched out his hand to grab An Ke, and hurriedly said: "Let's go, it's important to find uncle."

An Ke nodded, but still asked uneasily, "Is my father in this kind of place?" After exiting the elevator, there was a long, long corridor. The lights in the corridor flickered, and the doors of the rooms on both sides of the corridor were closed. It is a black double-opening iron door. Once here, An Ke feels like being in a prison, especially every time she walks through the door of a room, she will hear the screams and cries inside.

"Uncle may not be here, let's go to the monitoring room to check the situation."

"Okay." Before coming here, she was looking forward to finding her father here, but now seeing the situation here, she does not want her father to be here.

The monitoring room is the room at the end of the corridor. The most conspicuous thing is that the door of the monitoring room is wine red.

The monitoring room on the fifth floor is very large, about 100 square meters.

A set of black leather sofas was placed in the middle of the room, and the walls around the room were neatly hung with monitor screens of the same size, playing surveillance images from every corner of each floor.

Although there are monitoring rooms on every floor, only the fifth basement floor has the most and most complete monitoring screens.

More than 20 technical employees are on duty in turn and are responsible for monitoring the safety of each floor.

As soon as An Ke entered the door, she was shocked by the picture in the room, but she quickly calmed herself down, and saw Bao Liangchen's figure on a screen with sharp eyes.

At this time, a man was sitting on the sofa in the house. The man was staring at the computer on the table while holding a teacup in his hand.

After they entered the room, as if he had predicted it in advance, he didn't even lift his head, his eyes were still fixed on the computer on the table, and he said with a smile, "The young master is here."

Hearing the sound, Cheng Shaoyu dragged An Ke to the sofa and sat down. He leaned forward slightly, and looked at the computer on the table, "How about the shipment I asked you to watch before?"

"It's already on the fourth floor." The man didn't even dare to blink his eyes when he replied, for fear that the moment he spoke, the goods would be stared at.

This was the first time he was interested in monitoring a batch of goods.

"Okay, keep watching. When you get to the fifth floor, have someone intercept the goods and say, I want it."

"Yes, sir."

As soon as the man's voice fell, the other employees in the monitoring room suddenly shouted: "Something happened! Something happened! Young Master Bo and Young Master Wei started arguing downstairs!"

(End of this chapter)