He was itching to take a break from the comic convention, so he started to snuggle up to Zhao Xiaoyue and act cute.
"Hey, you don't have to do anything. You just need to show up in the morning, make an appearance in front of the employees, that's all!"
Zhao Xiaoyue pressed, "What do you need two weeks off for?"
"At Liang Cheng's invitation, I went to Europe to attend their new product launch fashion show for Maple View."
So that's what it was about.
Zhao Xiaoyue knew about this; Liang Cheng's Fengjing would hold fashion shows at different venues every year, and the scale of these shows was quite large.
"Alright then, you'd better come back soon!"
The anime convention attendee nodded, "Definitely!"
Hehe, let's go out first and talk about it later!
Each room on the second floor is equipped with a multimedia video system. In addition to seeing the stage through the glass, you can also see the entire venue through the multimedia video.
This multimedia video is mostly watched by bodyguards, who are tasked with precisely identifying anyone who might be detrimental to their employer.
However, the video was viewed by Situ Ming himself in his room.
Duan Peng looked at the young master in confusion. In the video, the boy and girl had been chatting since they sat down and hadn't looked at the stage.
He remembered this girl; she was the little girl who saved the young master. Her uncle was Yu Muqi, which meant that the chairmen of the RL Group were very likely her uncles. He hadn't seen the boy next to her before.
The young master has been staring at them ever since they sat down, and it's been an hour now.
And the temperature in their room was dropping sharply.
As the boy leaned on the girl's shoulder, shook his arm, and blinked, he felt the wine glass in the young master's hand was about to crack, and the veins on the back of his hand were bulging.
The host announced, "The next item up for auction is a magical artifact: the Zhenyuan Eight Treasures Qiankun Bronze Mirror, left behind by the late Master Wuyou of the Zixu Taoist Temple in China. The starting bid is five million..."
After the host finished introducing the items in the display case with great enthusiasm, the audience began bidding.
When Zhao Xiaoyue heard the name of Daoist Wuyou, she looked up abruptly, her pupils practically dilating in shock. Daoist Wuyou of Zixu Taoist Temple was none other than her teacher in her previous life.
The anime convention was also shocked: "Little Moon, isn't that your master's dressing mirror that you hid?"
In her past life, Zhao Xiaoyue worked like a slave at a comic convention company. After signing the contract, she ran off with a Taoist priest.
He was gone for three years. When he came back, he was dressed as a Taoist priest, which scared him so much that he thought the guy had become a monk.
I went to her room to find her, and when I opened the door, I saw Zhao Xiaoyue sneaking around hiding something.
While she wasn't looking, he sneaked into the room during the comic convention and found the hidden item, which was wrapped in layers of cloth.
I thought it was some kind of amazing treasure, but it was just a rusty, broken bronze mirror with a few words faintly and crookedly engraved on its surface.
They scorned the anime convention, and after three years away, all they come back with is this broken mirror. Unbelievable.
I just casually put it back.
The strange old man appeared in front of Zhao Xiaoyue. "Old Taoist, I don't have anything to give you, but you can take this dressing mirror. It was given to me by my ancestor."
Zhao Xiaoyue sat up, her eyes resolute and full of stubbornness, "The comic convention, I want it!"
Let's take the picture!
But the more they filmed, the more outrageous it became!
An hour later, the price of the Zhenyuan Babao Qiankun Mirror reached 140 million, and it was still rising.
"With our current net worth, it might be difficult for someone surnamed Zhao to bid on this."
Zhao Xiaoyue was absolutely certain, "I'll give up everything I have for it."
The comic convention resumed bidding.
180 million...
Two hundred million...
Two hundred and fifty million...
"Is this fucking crazy? Who would raise the price further?!" People at the comic convention were swearing.
Situ Ming looked at the little girl's anxious expression, his eyes dark and unfathomable, as if deep in thought.
"Duan Peng, take a picture of that bronze mirror."
With just a few words, Duan Peng nodded and began the bidding.
In the end, the Zhenyuan Eight Treasures Qiankun Mirror was auctioned off to Situ Ming on the second floor for 580 million.
The anime convention worker looked at Zhao Xiaoyue dejectedly, "I'm sorry, I lost!"
Zhao Xiaoyue was a little disappointed. Perhaps her master-disciple relationship with the old Taoist priest was in her previous life, and her master-disciple relationship in this life was with Pu Changling!
"Never mind, maybe we're just not meant to be!"
Second floor
The auction manager personally carried the box and delivered the item.
Situ Ming held the rusty bronze mirror. Wasn't this just an ordinary Bagua mirror? Why was she so nervous?
Upon closer inspection, there are faint words on the mirror surface, but that's not unusual.
The manager told Situ Ming a legend about the mirror: it was actually a mirror that could reverse destiny, meaning it could travel to the future.
This made Situ Ming laugh. He thought it was utterly ridiculous, and the little girl actually believed it.
Looking at the little girl's obviously disappointed face in the multimedia video, he thought, since she wanted it, he would find an opportunity to give it to her.
Duan Peng has really seen something amazing today; he spent so much money on just a bronze mirror.
But remembering Uncle Wen's instructions, he decided to let him do whatever he wanted, since this was just a three-day accounting of the Wen Group's finances anyway.
Situ Ming fiddled with the bronze mirror in his hand, continuing to watch the little girl in the video.
Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes. "Duan Peng, have someone check the man in the jacket and baseball cap who's third from behind those two."
Duan Peng immediately sent people to investigate, "Is there something wrong with them?"
Situ Ming shook his head, "Investigate thoroughly."
An hour ago, this person was at the very back, but now he is only two people away from Zhao Xiaoyue, and his eyes are constantly observing Zhao Xiaoyue and the foreigner.
The little girl is usually quite alert, but I don't know what's wrong with her today. She looks a bit like she did at the Colosseum that day.
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