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Basong was obviously a little stunned. It was almost here. Why did he go to the company again? Didn't the boss just say he wanted to go to Daguanyuan to find Su Ming? Why did he change his route in a moment? He quickly said, "but, boss, we're coming soon!"

"Forget it, another day. Don't worry. It'll be a while and a half. Talk to him another day and go to the company first. I'm really afraid that Wang Yu's boy will be calculated." Zhang Feng raised his mobile phone and said it lightly, but there was a look of regret on his face.

After listening to Zhang Feng's words, Ba song didn't say anything more. He just turned the steering wheel and diverted to the company. On the way, Zhang Feng seemed to be lost in thought and didn't speak all the time, as if he had something on his mind.

Basong is not a talkative person at ordinary times. He also knows that Zhang Feng is busy with the auction these days. Now he certainly has no time to worry about other things, so more often he stands behind Zhang Feng silently and doesn't speak.

If Zhang Feng doesn't ask him anything when driving, he keeps quiet as always. He knows that Zhang Feng's brain needs to think about something and plan something. These are major events. He must not disturb Zhang Feng.

At the gate of the company, Ba song suddenly slowed down and didn't drive directly into the parking space. Instead, he took a turn and suddenly drove across the road from the company, as if he wanted to make a circle.

Zhang Feng regained his mind and couldn't help wondering if Ba song still didn't remember the way to the company. Zhang Feng asked, "what's the matter?"

Basong nervously reminded, "boss! The atmosphere at the door of the company doesn't seem right!" Zhang Feng sat up, stretched his neck and scanned the nearby situation.

At the gate of the company, the parking spaces nearby are occupied by various commercial vehicles. On the sidewalk and outside the gate, there are groups of good dialing people.

Some carry equipment and some dress skillfully, but what they have in common is that they all hang work cards around their necks and look like they are preparing for war, as if they are waiting for something.

Zhang Feng said reluctantly, "people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong! Media reporters have blocked the company so quickly! These people are really not worried at all. They only gave them strong information last night. Why did they come again this morning? Do they want to sleep or not?"

Zhang Feng was naturally very depressed. He talked to them for a long time after he came out of the auction last night. He thought it would be cleaner today. Who thought these people had blocked the door of the company. It seems that he really didn't want him to live a safe life all day.

Basong went around the company and looked left and right frequently, but he didn't find a chance to drive into the garage. He couldn't help getting worried. He could only ask, "boss, what should we do? There are too many people here. If we drive in directly, they will see us."

Zhang Feng was struggling to get to the door of the company but couldn't get in. At this time, he suddenly saw Basong sitting in front of him. He looked at Basong up and down, and then had an idea and said, "find a place to park and I'll change with you!"

"For what?" Basong was looking to see if there was any space to get in. Now he suddenly heard Zhang Feng say so and couldn't help but feel confused.

Zhang Feng took out a pair of sunglasses from his pocket. After wearing sunglasses, he said to Ba song, "wait, I'll drive. Change your clothes. With this pair of sunglasses, my clothes should look like a driver?"

It turns out that Zhang Feng has always been a little worried and insecure since his body often changed these days. In addition, Wang Yu said that there was something wrong with the color of his pupils. Yesterday, John Wang lent him a pair of sunglasses. He thought they were good, so he brought one when he came out today.

But now if there were John Wang, they probably wouldn't have so much trouble. Maybe John Wang had already used his uncanny skills to help them change their faces. Where could he still be so embarrassed as now.

Basong found a parking place nearby to park the car. He seemed a little embarrassed and said, "boss! I understand what you mean! But you lose your identity as a driver! Besides, I don't have your temperament if I wear your clothes!"

Zhang Feng had changed his coat, handed it to Basong and comforted him: "it's all right! Now rich people like to practice themselves into your figure! Anyway, it's all clothes. They can muddle through and avoid trouble!" Zhang Feng didn't care if Basong can wear his clothes. As long as he can avoid reporters smoothly, everything is easy to say.

Ba song could only hold his clothes and smiled awkwardly. Since Zhang Feng had spoken, he had no choice but to do so. After all, there are all reporters outside. Now the boss can't get into the company. Wang Yu can only worry inside.

In the car, two big men exchange clothes. Fortunately, the action scale is not large. Otherwise, the car will vibrate constantly and will be misunderstood by passers-by as something indescribable is happening in the car in broad daylight. Fortunately, there are not many people passing by here, or it will be really embarrassing.

After changing clothes, Zhang Feng sat in the driver's seat, grabbed his sunglasses and was very satisfied with himself in the rearview mirror. He looked at Basong, who had changed to sit in the back. It was quite decent.

Basong said with a wry smile, "boss, you're not like a driver. You're just a business elite! You can't be recognized by those sharp eyed media reporters when you get off later!"

Zhang Feng looked at Ba song sideways, held his sunglasses and suggested, "why don't I help you carry your bag?" Zhang Feng wondered if he had to wait in front of the car and behind the horse, so he was like a driver? But he doesn't usually take his bag. What can I do.

Wearing Zhang Feng's clothes, Ba song shrugged his shoulders unnaturally, waved his hands and explained, "no, no, no! How can the boss help me carry my bag? I mean, the boss's aura is still too attractive. People who are drivers usually don't stand out and need to collect their aura."

Zhang Feng immediately understood Ba song's meaning. He knew what Ba Song said. He quickly breathed out his breath, bowed down, smiled attentively, and asked, "is it like this?"

Basong looked around for a moment, nodded and said, "I feel a little like this! Get off the bus in a moment, boss. If you open the door for me and play a full set of tricks, I should be able to fool it! But boss, if you don't bother to pay attention to those media reporters and let the people in the company send them away, won't it be over?"

Zhang Feng looked at the door of the company and said: "I don't think they are formal large-scale media. I'll take away those who are gossip entertainment newspapers and magazines and come to dig for lace news. I don't want to be such a headline! However, since the media are interested, it's also a kind of free advertising for us! I'll deal with these media when I get back to the company."

Zhang Feng didn't explain to Ba song too much about last night. After all, he asked Wang Yu to inform these media to accept the interview first, but he just said that he could accept the interview outside the auction. Where would he expect that they would block up the company early in the morning.

Fortunately, I didn't go to the Grand View Garden just now, otherwise I would be found by the media. I don't know whether the gate of the Grand View Garden is crowded with reporters. After all, the limelight of the Grand View Garden was even worse than Zhang Feng last night.

Zhang Feng adjusted his seat, then drove directly to the parking space at the door of the company. Ba song cleared his throat and was nervous.

At the gate of the company, the car had just parked in the parking space, and groups of media workers around immediately looked forward to it.

Zhang Feng opened the door and got out of the car. He immediately entered the play. He stooped and ran to help Basong open the door. He smiled politely and protected the edge of the door with his hand.

All the media workers who stretched their necks turned back in disappointment and continued to chat with their colleagues when they saw Basong get out of the car.

Zhang Feng and Ba song were regarded as passers-by. Ba song hurriedly led Zhang Feng into the company until they entered the elevator. The two talents were relieved. It was really dangerous.

They went straight to the office and opened the door. Wang Yu's desk was covered with all kinds of documents. He was talking on the phone with his mobile phone. Zhang Feng stood at his desk and looked down at all kinds of documents on the desk.

"OK! That's troublesome! Keep in touch later!" Wang Yu quickly finished talking on the phone, nodded and smiled at Zhang Feng. Zhang Feng took off his sunglasses, pointed to the documents on the table and asked, "what's the situation now?"

Wang Yu gathered the documents on the table and said, "we are signing and sorting out the goods at the auction. We can reply to those emails and visiting calls one by one later. As for the organizer of the antique tour exhibition just mentioned, I have asked the following people to check separately."

Zhang Feng sat down, held his chin and said, "show me that email!" Wang Yu moved his mouse and quickly opened an email full of foreign languages. Zhang Feng scanned the contents of the email at a glance and was finally attracted by the fancy characters at the signature.

"What brand is this? It looks like a family name!" Zhang Feng felt strange. Wang Yu immediately searched the Internet for this keyword, raised his hand and said: "This is a royal family business with a history of more than 100 years! Their main customers are celebrities and upstarts. In their previous tour activities, there are indeed precedents for the exhibition of some royal collections. Therefore, it is reasonable to invite brother Feng to lend a snow stepping swallow to participate in the exhibition."

Zhang Feng beat his finger on the table and said in confusion: "they asked me to lend out flying swallows? Is it just to make a gimmick and attract high-end buyers? Even for the medium and high-end goods, it seems too much fuss?"

Wang Yu said helplessly, "brother Feng, to be honest, I can't guess! However, as the saying goes, I'm not afraid of thieves. I'm afraid of thieves! If the snow stepping flying swallow is lent to them for exhibition, even if there's no problem in preservation, we have to keep our nerves on guard every day!"