"Then I'll try my best!"
"No, no, no, I will definitely do it."
"That's right, go ahead!"
Zeng Wangcai sent Old Kohler away, making the best use of his talent.
Under the guidance of Marshall, Zeng Wangcai and Zhang Xiuzhi came to a chic private room. It was a very large room with sofas, beds, refrigerators and everything else. The lighting was dim and the air was filled with a faint scent of perfume.
Judging from the furnishings, the private room doesn't look like it's used for auctions at all.
"Please take a seat!" Marshall, who could not see any desire in Zeng Wangcai's eyes, gave up flirting and served honestly. She first turned on a TV and then opened the refrigerator. "What would you like to drink? How about champagne?"
"No need, just go out. I'll call you if I need you!" Zeng Wangcai waved his hand.
"Yes, sir!" Marshall smiled and went out. She thought Zeng Wangcai wanted to do something. She had seen this man doing things many times.
"That's quite thoughtful." Zeng Wangcai stood up, walked around the room briefly, and then sat back down. He took out two bottles of water from the space and handed one to Zhang Xiuzhi. "But it's far inferior to our home theater. The TV is a bit too small."
"What are you going to do?" Zhang Xiuzhi asked after taking a sip of water. "You are looking for someone who has collected our cultural relics, right?"
"Well, I can't hide it from you!" Zeng Wangcai nodded and said while drinking water, "We can't do this in vain. Let's take some of our ancestors' things back with us."
"How can we do it? There are so many of them."
"Just scare them and find a way to make them send it back on their own."
"......"
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