God Level Golden Eye

After listening to Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng for a long time, they sighed deeply. They really don’t know if they are confused or careless. The way to deal with it is like what Gong Yangqiu said. It's as simple as that, no headaches are needed. If Roy has a plan, if he doesn't show his feet today, he will definitely show it for another time. As long as he stares firmly, it must be fine.

"Shall we also call Director Zhao Weijun Zhao?"

"When I left just now, he also had a very headache. This thing has been guessing about Roy's conspiracy!"

When Song Yun saw Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng like this, he knew that they had accepted the public research's suggestion, and remembered Zhao Weijun's headache before, so he said it.

Zhu Deyuan nodded, took out his mobile phone and called Zhao Weijun. Song Yun was not suitable to talk about this.

"It seems that young people are powerful, and you can tell at a glance, knowing what to do next, we old men are really useless!"

Xu Desheng sat down on the sofa and picked up the tea, although it was cold, but he didn't care at all. After letting go of his worries, he took a sip and opened his brows comfortably.

"Ok!"

"That's not wrong!"

"Still young people are great!"

"When we encounter something like this in the future, we don't need to use our brains at all, just call and ask!"

Zhu Deyuan agrees very much. He and Xu Desheng have been thinking about things for a long time. Gong Yangqiu knows what to do next just by listening. The gap is obvious.

"Two old seniors, is it really good for you to talk like this?"

"Am I not a young man?"

Listening to what Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng said, Song Yun was clearly slapping himself.

"You are not a young man!"

"You and we belong together!"

Zhu Deyuan was in a good mood at this time and started joking.

Zhao Weijun returned to the museum. After Song Yuan left, he didn't leave at all. He just stood in place and pondered Roy's mind. He didn't get any results. When he was having a headache, he received a call from Zhu Deyuan. After a few words, Suddenly I felt that I saw the bright moon aside from the dark clouds. I immediately became cheerful and hurriedly left the antique market. Zhu Deyuan had already said on the phone. Next, I have to watch Roy's every move and see what he will do, Fox Sooner or later, his tail will be revealed.

Zhao Weijun is a native of Tianding City with a wide network of contacts. It is easy to deal with this kind of thing. After a few minutes of thinking about it, he called someone and explained the ins and outs of the matter. The person agreed and immediately sent someone to stare. Roy, 24 hours a day.

After Zhao Weijun made this call, his heart that had been hanging down for a while, he was finally able to drink a cup of tea. The person who answered the phone just now is very capable, and there is an internationally renowned security company. There is no problem with such things. .

Night fell.

Banquet hall.

The crowd was full of friends.

Tonight is a reception dinner. The attendees are leaders of related departments, and more are various people in Tianding City’s collection circle, such as appraisal experts, such as shopkeepers who open antique shops in King’s Market. Or those rich and interested in antique collection, of course, certainly not everyone is qualified to come, must have a considerable status, or someone who has enough money in his pocket.

Roy is the guest of honor tonight. He is often surrounded by all kinds of people, many of whom are rich in business, talking and laughing, all smiles on his face, very harmonious.

Just after Zhao Weijun greeted a person, he turned to look at Roy not far away, with a very serious expression on his face.

Roy is a Chinese master, language is of course not a problem, everyone can talk, typical long-sleeved good dancers.

"Such a person is terrible!"

Zhao Weijun couldn't help shaking his head. The scary thing about Roy was that he could make others forget that he was a foreigner, and his social skills were extremely powerful.

"What the **** does Roy want to do?"

"It's impossible for him to come here without a purpose?"

"It's such a person as I said earlier!"

Zhao Weijun has been paying attention and has not noticed anything strange. Roy seems to be familiar with everyone, joking loudly, being personable, and exchanging contact methods, such as taking out his mobile phone and adding WeChat. There is no extra action beyond this.

Zhao Weijun became more and more confused as he watched, his mind seemed to be stuffed with a big bucket of paste, and he couldn't understand at all.

"ladies and gentlemen!"

"Good evening, everybody!"

"First of all thank you very much, everyone for attending this banquet tonight!"

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"Now, please allow me to introduce the VIPs attending tonight!"

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"Mr. Roilo, let us welcome with warm applause. He is a well-known scholar, proficient in Chinese culture, and is also a very famous collector, collecting a large variety of antiques."

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"I know that many of you here open antique shops or are interested in antique collection. If you have the opportunity, I suggest that you can communicate with Mr. Roy."

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Zhao Weijun looked at the leader who was speaking on the stage, and vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't think of what it was for a while.

"Ahhhhhhh!"

Zhao Weijun patted his head hard in annoyance, always feeling that he was about to think of Roy's purpose here, but just thinking about it, there was no clue, it was painful.

The dinner ended smoothly without any accidents, very harmonious.

Zhao Weijun spent the whole night pondering Roy's intentions, and he had no intention of enjoying the food on the table, but he was very disappointed even in this way.

It's late.

Zhao Weijun glanced at Roy, who was surrounded by many people, and knew that there was no point in staying any longer, so he simply retreated early.

Zhao Weijun walked out of the banquet hall, the evening breeze blew, his mind was still a bucket of paste, shook his head, did not go home, first called Zhu Deyuan, determined to be at the hotel, and drove over.

Zhao Weijun saw Zhu Deyuan, Xu Desheng and Song Yun in the hotel lobby.

"Where are you going this time?"

Zhu Deyuan looked at Song Yun's people, typically looking like they were going out.

"We are planning to go out for a late night snack. You are here just right!"

Zhu Deyuan was not polite, and as he spoke, the car that Zhao Weijun parked next to him at night walked over.

Zhao Weijun didn't eat a few bites of food when he attended the banquet just now. He heard that he was going to eat supper, his stomach was grunting, and he drove Zhu Deyuan, Xu Desheng and Song Yun to find a place to eat supper.