Hearing what Xie Mingshan said, Sang Jueqian laughed.

How could the Xie family go bankrupt over such a small lawsuit?

The real purpose is to sue Sang Zhenzhen's family until they are bankrupt, right?

Song Wanru also thought of this, and her face was instantly filled with panic, "Thank... Mr. Xie, I..."

Xie Mingshan glanced at Song Wanru, his eyes as cold as if he was looking at a dead person. "You are still using my name to ask Boss Sang for the 1.88 million. Are you using my name to defraud? With so much money, I wonder how many years you will be sentenced to."

When Song Wanru heard this, her knees went weak and she almost fell to the ground.

How come not only he loses everything but also goes to jail?

Didn’t Zhenzhen say that Mr. Xie likes her very much?

Why is the current situation completely different from what Zhenzhen said?

Song Wanru didn't have time to think about it, she just looked at Xie Mingshan with pleading eyes, "Thank... Mr. Xie! I was wrong! I was really wrong! I was talking nonsense before, please don't take me seriously!

Neither my daughter Zhenzhen nor I have anything to do with you, Mr. Xie.

And Qianqian! Qianqian, I was just joking with you. How could I possibly ask you for so much money?

I suddenly remembered that I have something to do at home, so I'll leave first! You guys are busy! You guys are busy! "

Song Wanru spoke fast and left even faster.

Before he could finish his words, he had already gotten up from the ground and ran out like a gust of wind.

After taking a look at Song Wanru's hurried and extremely embarrassed back, Sang Jueqian indifferently withdrew his gaze.

She would not be happy because Song Wanru was humiliated.

If possible, she would rather never have any contact with Song Wanru and Sang Zhenzhen until she died!

"Boss Sang."

Xie Mingshan suddenly spoke, drawing Sang Jueqian's attention.

"Mr. Xie, is there anything else?"

Xie Mingshan's eyes were filled with guilt. "Boss Sang, I'm so sorry. It's all because of me that I brought so much trouble to Boss Sang. It's because I didn't handle things properly that Sang Zhenzhen misunderstood my relationship with her—"

Listening to Xie Mingshan's lengthy explanation, Sang Jueqian waved his hand and interrupted him directly.

"Mr. Xie, these are your private matters. There's no need to tell me."

Hearing Sang Jueqian's cold and distant words, a hint of displeasure flashed across Xie Mingshan's eyes.

Although this emotion came and disappeared quickly, Sang Jueqian still saw it clearly.

It’s just that Xie Mingshan hid it so well that in just a moment, he completely adjusted his emotions and returned to his gentle and kind self.

"I came to see Boss Sang today because I have something important to discuss with him.

There's an auction going on in a couple of days, and the items on auction are all priceless antiques. I see Boss Sang is quite knowledgeable about this, so I think he'd be interested. Why don't I pick him up and we go take a look together?"

Antique auction?

Is she someone who can afford it?

Without even thinking about it, Sang Jueqian refused directly, "No, I can't afford it."

Xie Mingshan imagined all the possible reasons why Sang Jueqian might refuse, and had also thought of his response early on.

But he really didn't expect that Sang Jueqian would say that he had no money!

Before, Sang Jueqian took tens of millions from him and more than 100 million from Jingdexuan.

This adds up to nearly 200 million yuan. Ordinary antiques can be easily purchased, but Sang Jueqian actually said that he couldn't afford it!

Even if you want to reject him, shouldn't you find a proper reason?

Is Sang Jueqian too lazy to even give him a perfunctory response now?

"Boss Sang, you're joking." Xie Mingshan said in a slightly serious tone.

Sang Jueqian glanced at Xie Mingshan in confusion. "Who's joking? I never joke with people I don't know well. I really can't afford it, and I don't want to buy it."

She has so many antiques that she hasn't sold yet. How could she be so stupid as to buy them from others?

Sang Jueqian refused again, making Xie Mingshan's expression completely gloomy.

Just when Sang Jueqian thought that Xie Mingshan was about to lose his temper, Xie Mingshan actually smiled again, "In that case, I won't bother Boss Sang anymore."

Xie Mingshan said this, looking around the grocery store, a little surprised, "Boss Sang has restocked the goods so quickly?"

Sang Jue smiled faintly. "Such things are piled up in several of my warehouses, so they will be replenished quickly. Mr. Xie, do you still want to buy some?"

"Boss Sang is joking—"

Xie Mingshan stopped abruptly and turned around, "When I need it, I'll come back to buy it from Boss Sang."

"You're welcome anytime."

Xie Mingshan left quite decisively, but his eyes were particularly deep when he left.

Watching Xie Mingshan leave, Sang Jueqian's heart sank.

If Xie Mingshan had turned against her directly, she wouldn't have been so worried.

But Xie Mingshan acted harmless and smiled gently.

The more he does this, the more it shows that his mind is unfathomable.

It was like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark, ready to jump out and bite her at any moment.

Sang Jueqian felt a little heavy in his heart, but at this moment his cell phone rang.

I picked up the phone and saw that it was Wang Chen from Jingdexuan calling.

Sang Jueqian hesitated for a moment before answering the call.

"Boss Sang, I'm calling you today because I have something to tell you. There's an auction in a few days, did you know about it?"

Sang Jueqian raised his eyebrows subconsciously. Why is it another auction?

Do these two people think that she is someone who can afford antiques?

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard Wang Chen's voice coming from the microphone again.

"I'd like to ask, does Boss Sang have anything good he wants to sell?

If Boss Sang wants to sell it, can we auction it in the name of Jingdexuan?"

"Hmm?" Sang Jueqian was quite surprised. "What does this mean? Can you be more specific?"

"The meaning is actually very simple. The items are still yours, Boss Sang, and the money from the sales belongs to you, Boss Sang. It's just that they are sold in the name of our Jingdexuan.

Please help us advertise Jingdexuan, increase our visibility, and let others know that we Jingdexuan has good things!

Of course, it's not like Boss Sang is helping me for free. No matter what Boss Sang sells, no matter how much tax he needs to pay, Jingdexuan will pay for it. What do you think, Boss Sang?

Sang Jueqian, "!!!"

She thought that was great!

The higher the price of something you sell, the more tax you have to pay.

It would be great if Jingdexuan could pay the tax! It would save her a lot of money!

Sang Jueqian no longer hesitated and agreed directly, "That's a coincidence, I just happen to have something I want to sell. Is this auction only for antiques? Are there other things that can be auctioned?"

"Of course! Antiques, calligraphy and paintings, jewelry, jade, diamonds, as long as it's good stuff, all is fine!"