"Brother Rong, I lost him!"

When Wei Jinrong received the call from his subordinates, he was in a private room at the Black Dragon underground auction house.

His already gloomy face instantly became even uglier, and Wei Jinrong hung up the phone.

After drinking the wine in the glass, Wei Jinrong looked up at Hu Mingzu beside him, "The pair of colorful porcelain vases you bought for 50 million, if I'm not mistaken, should be from the Qianlong period. One is genuine and the other is a fake."

Hu Mingzu exhaled with a happy smile on his face, "Fortunately, I run fast..."

One is true and the other is false. If he really spent 50 million to take the photo, his grandfather would beat him out of the house with a cane, right?

As he was laughing, Hu Mingzu's face turned strange, "Rong, Rong brother...what's wrong?"

Wei Jinrong sneered, "In a lifetime, there may only be one chance to get rich. Some people seize it and soar to the top. Others miss it and remain stuck in the mud."

"Do you know which one you are?"

Seeing Hu Mingzu's pale face, Wei Jinrong said in a deep voice: "The real thing is worth more than 50 million. As for the fake one..."

Lifting his eyelids, Wei Jinrong smiled and said, "In a few years, the fake will be worth more than the real thing."

"Brother Rong!"

Hu Mingzu screamed, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets, "Why?"

"There are only a pair of genuine items in this world. But there is only one fake item that is so real it can be mistaken for the real thing."

Wei Jinrong sneered and said, "Which one do you think is more valuable?"

There was no trace of blood on Hu Mingzu's face.

In a person's life, there is only one chance to get rich quickly.

Then, his intuition just now was absolutely correct.

Did he just miss out on the chance to become rich? No, not just miss out.

He had clearly grasped the opportunity, but he threw it away due to his short-sightedness.

The hand holding the wine glass was shaking. Hu Mingzu tilted his head back and drank the whole glass of wine.

Then Wei Jinrong said, "But it's not like there's no chance to make amends."

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Hu Mingzu's eyes lit up like a candle, "Brother Rong, please speak quickly."

Wei Jinrong looked at Hu Mingzu with a smile, "In the territory of Hengcheng, if someone can take out something that does not belong to him, he must be the king of heaven!"

"Or, leave the things behind!"

"Or, leave your things and your life behind together."

"See which one she chooses!"

Wei Jinrong picked up the bottle and filled Hu Mingzu's glass with wine. "Do you understand what I mean?"

Hu Mingzu was stunned for a moment, then he became excited.

Since you are a little fat sheep, let’s go big!

"Find her, and you know what to do with the rest."

Wei Jinrong patted Hu Mingzu on the shoulder and said, "As for me, I only want the frying pan she bought. You can take the pair of colorful porcelain vases. If you like anything else..."

He hadn't finished speaking, but Hu Mingzu had already understood.

Apart from the two treasures that were auctioned off, that girl is a stunner in herself!

As for whether to kill him first and then play, or kill him after playing, it all depends on his mood.

My mood had been up and down all night, but at this moment it reached the peak of excitement.

Hu Mingzu didn't even bother to drink, "Brother Rong, just wait for my good news..."

The door of the private room opened and closed, and I could vaguely hear the other party calling someone.

Wei Jinrong turned his head and looked into the darkness, "Keep an eye on him..."

"yes."

Someone in the dark took orders.

The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

Frying pans and colorful porcelain vases, he wanted them all! He leaned back on the sofa, shaking the glass, watching the reddish-brown liquid swirl along the transparent wall of the glass, but not a drop could fly out of the glass, as if he was holding the people and things in his hands.

Wei Jinrong showed a smug smile.

(End of this chapter)