Ning Rongrong saw the person coming down the stairs and suddenly stood up, her pink skirt swaying slightly with her movement.
"Why can't it be me?"
Ning Liu slowly walked down the last step and stopped in front of her. His height advantage allowed him to look down at her slightly.
"Is this how you treat your senior brother?"
"Senior brother?"
Ning Rongrong pursed her lips and muttered something under her breath.
But seeing Ning Liu's ambiguous smile and the silent, trembling faces of the surrounding servants, she finally restrained her spoiled young lady temper somewhat.
Her eyes darted around, and a sweet smile suddenly bloomed on her face, her voice becoming charming and sweet.
"Hehe, Senior Brother Ning Liu!"
The way he called out "Senior Brother" was full of twists and turns, with a touch of quirky charm.
Ning Liu raised an eyebrow.
"Hmm, that's more like it."
He stepped aside and gestured for him to enter.
"The auction hall is rather simple, I'm sorry to have troubled you, Junior Sister. Why don't you come and sit in my main room?"
Ning Rongrong glanced at him and nodded decisively.
"OK!"
She wanted to see what kind of person this guy, who was a laughing stock in the sect a few years ago, had become.
The two walked upstairs one after the other.
Ang Lee stood there, watching the two figures disappear around the corner of the stairs, secretly wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.
The owner of the venue actually knows the sect leader's youngest daughter?
It seems like they have a pretty good relationship?
Thank goodness!
He breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense nerves finally relaxed.
The aura of that young lady just now almost scared him out of his wits.
He quickly turned around and shouted at the few waiters who were still in a daze.
"What are you all standing there for?!"
"Get to work!"
"Go contact the auction house at the Fasno provincial branch and confirm what items they have for their next auction that they can transfer over!"
"Go to 'Hundred Refinements Pavilion' in the west of the city and urge them to expedite the order of those display cases they commissioned!"
"And you, clean the carpet in the lobby again! You spilled tea on it!"
Ang Lee quickly assigned tasks, his voice regaining its usual calm and steady tone.
The auction house is bustling again.
...
Ning Liu's main room is not large, but it is decorated in a simple and clean manner.
A black solid wood desk, a few chairs for guests, and a potted plant in the corner add a touch of life to the somewhat serious room.
Ning Rongrong sat down in the chair opposite the main seat without any hesitation, curiously looking around, and also looking at Ning Liu who had walked behind the table and sat down.
This guy has changed a lot in the years I haven't seen him.
Back in the sect, although he was considered handsome, he always carried an inescapable air of loneliness and forbearance.
Now, he stands tall and straight, his eyes revealing a calm and confident demeanor, and his temperament has become much more composed.
That handsome appearance, that composed demeanor...
Ning Rongrong couldn't help but picture the boys from Shrek Academy in her mind.
That arrogant Dai Mubai, that honest-looking fat Ma Hongjun, and that Tang San...
Tsk.
There's absolutely no comparison!
As expected of someone from a sect, even if he was once considered "useless," his foundation is much stronger than those self-taught individuals outside.
She crossed her legs and leaned back in her chair, her posture casual.
“I said, Senior Brother Ning Liu.”
She asked the question in a rather casual tone.
"How did you end up in a small place like Soto? To run a run-down auction house?"
"Well, my dad forced me to come here."
She pouted, her face showing obvious reluctance.
"They insist on sending me to that lousy Shrek Academy! They say there are monster teachers there who can produce monster students. I think it's just a scam!"
Ning Liu poured a glass of water and placed it in front of her, his movements unhurried and deliberate.
Shrek Academy?
His brow twitched slightly, as if he was pondering the name.
"Never heard of it."
"However, the sect leader's arrangement naturally has its reasons."
He changed the subject, looked at Ning Rongrong, and shrugged.
"As for why I'm here... Junior Sister, you used to be in the sect, don't you know my situation?"
Ning Rongrong's expression became somewhat subtle upon hearing this.
Of course she knew.
Who doesn't know Ning Liu of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?
She used to feel sorry for him, but that was all.
"I know."
Ning Rongrong said casually, as if trying to hide something.
"Everyone calls you 'the greatest waste of all time,' or 'the second treasure of glass.'"
She paused for a moment, then began to analyze the situation on her own.
"Oh, I see. You're an adult now, and your talent is just so-so, so the sect sent you to a place like this to give you a sinecure and let you retire?"
She looked at Ning Liu with a hint of understanding, then suddenly remembered something and asked curiously.
"By the way, it seems that disciples sent out by sects all have assessment tasks, right? What is your task?"
Ning Liu picked up her water glass and took a small sip.
"It's nothing."
He put down his water glass, his tone indifferent.
"It's just a matter of getting the turnover of this Grade D auction house to reach one million gold soul coins within a month."
"Pfft—cough cough cough!"
Ning Rongrong had just picked up her water glass and taken a sip when she heard this, and immediately spat it out, choking and coughing repeatedly.
One million gold soul coins?!
A month?!
Still at a low-level auction house in this remote little town?!
She stared at Ning Liu with wide eyes, as if she were seeing him for the first time.
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