On the bottom of the jar, there is a square seal with a cute tiger head printed in cinnabar.

Wei Jinrong:!!!

Nie Jinming: ...

So, this means he got it right, right? Wasn't this victory too easy? Nie Jinming raised his head with a smile on his face, "Uncle Gui, what if I hadn't said that last week and just lifted the jar up?"

How can we talk about winning or losing?

"I'm blind, but your old man is still not blind..."

Gui Bo laughed and scolded, "Before you saw it, did you think the three of them would let you touch the jar with your claws?"

Wei Jinrong stood up slowly, his face full of gloom.

There was dead silence in the audience.

Before entering the door in the afternoon, everyone thought that Wei Jinrong would be the strongest dark horse in this election.

He is the right person to be the new president.

As for Young Master Luo, he has the ability to appraise treasures, but his social phobia makes him unsuitable for the position of president.

Young Master Nie is also very outstanding, but he is good at maintaining the status quo and lacks the courage to explore new areas.

Not to mention others.

But no one expected that Wei Jinrong would be defeated like this.

Some were happy while others were worried. In the silence, Gui Bo said, "The final round..."

"etc……"

In the audience, the barely breathing old man Wei slowly stood up and said, "Boss, I'm not a senior member of your Sihai Chamber of Commerce, so I don't have the qualifications to speak."

Even though he knew he was not qualified, he still stood up and spoke.

Is this the so-called "not knowing whether to say it or not"? A light laugh rang out.

Old Master Wei pretended not to know, holding the cane tightly in his hand and continued: "But after these two rounds, I feel bad. Now that the candidates are only Ye Wan and Nie Jinming, what difference does it make no matter who is elected?"

"Boss, you were able to become the president of the Sihai Chamber of Commerce because you had no family relationship with the previous president. Now, are you going to appoint people based on personal connections?"

"hehe……"

On the stage, Gui Bo laughed dryly twice, his expression the same as before, "I'm being overbearing! I'm just being nepotistic, what can you do to me?"

Old Master Wei was furious, but before he could say anything, he started coughing loudly and couldn't utter a single word.

Behind Uncle Gui, Mr. Nie raised his eyelids, gave Mr. Wei a look of disdain that was not worthy of being on stage, and closed his eyes calmly.

Mr. Luo and Mr. Chen tried to smooth things over, "Old Gui, please say less.

"You're blind and you can't control your mouth!"

Gui Bo knocked the ground with his cane. "Old Wei, I heard that you came here today with your treasure? How about this, in the last round of competition, I will use your treasure, how about that?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Wei stopped coughing.

On his wrinkled face, a pair of eyes stared at Gui Bo for a long time, and then Mr. Wei smiled, "Okay..."

"Lift it up!"

At Mr. Wei's words, several servants of the Wei family carried up a treasure chest.

The treasure chest was opened, and a porcelain vase with a white background and blue flowers was carefully taken out and placed on the shelf.

The porcelain vase is half a person's height.

But almost as soon as it was taken out, the faces of several people on the stage changed.

Mr. Luo stood up and walked to the shelf, "Isn't this the one..."

When the words came to his lips, Mr. Luo suddenly stopped talking.

There was already a look of joy on Mr. Wei's face.

"Lao Luo, what's wrong?"

He sensed something was wrong the moment the baby was moved out and the whole place fell silent. But now, even old friends he had known for decades looked so surprised. Guibo knew that trouble was coming.

Mr. Luo stepped forward and whispered a few words.

Under his sunglasses, Guibo's eyelids twitched.

Subconsciously, he looked in the direction where Ye Wan was.

(End of this chapter)