The True Young Miss Is A Spoiled Boss

Soon after eating, the two went to the auction house.

The uncle changed into an inconspicuous outfit, but he still wore a hat.

Although he is fifty years old, he still looks young, restrained and gentleman.

This auction house is huge, and everyone who can come in has a certain amount of capital.

Today’s auction is a charity auction, so many people came, including reporters.

Xing Jiu'an and his uncle were also taken photos, but because the two are not well-known, and they are not known rich people in China, even if they attract more attention with their looks and temperament, they are very low-key in the end.

"Don't like being photographed?" Uncle asked softly.

Xing Jiuan only saw one place, his eyes a little cold.

Hearing this, she shook her head, "No, let's go in."

The uncle looked at the person who was noticed by Xing Jiu'an. He was a Chinese young man who was also a talented person, but he was not very good-looking. It was impossible to be noticed by Xing Jiu'an for so long unless he knew him.

He didn't care too much, and entered the auction house with Xing Jiu'an.

This is a lobby. The two of them are in the VIP seats in the front row. Uncle Wang followed them in, with the bodyguard and the driver guarding outside.

When someone came over as soon as he sat down, Uncle Wang stood up and said that the master and the young lady didn't want to be disturbed, so the man walked away regretfully.

"I said to accompany you, I don't know how to talk about business." The uncle smiled at Xing Jiu'an.

Xing Jiuan smiled, "Uncle is too high-profile."

The VIP seat is only available when he speaks out his identity, otherwise he can only go to the ordinary seat.

"No way, it's more comfortable here."

The auction started very quickly, and the two chatted occasionally, not much.

Xing Jiu'an is not interested in many things. Uncle seems to be very interested.

The bidding was a joy.

They have bid too many times here, and they don't seem to worry about funding at all. Tens of millions are just spilled out. The auction is only halfway through, and nearly ten items have already been bid on.

Xing Jiu'an only looked at it and saw that he had his eyes locked here, and immediately looked over.

It's that man.

That face, Xing Jiuan will never forget.

After all, her death was caused by that person.

He was wearing a silver-gray suit and was not far away from Xing Jiu'an. Seeing Xing Jiu'an looked over, he didn't peek at the embarrassment of being caught, and smiled friendly at Xing Jiu'an.

His appearance can't be said to be bad, he doesn't look so gloomy after his last life, he still looks a little gentle.

Xing Jiuan couldn't bear his hostility.

Sooner or later, she will let this man pay for everything he did.

She turned her head and stopped looking.

A reporter caught this scene, but Xing Jiuan's gaze was well hidden, and wearing a hat, he could only see the nose and chin, exquisite and beautiful.

They took a lot of things here, and many reporters took photos, and the two of them didn't care.

Of course, if you care, none of these photos will be sent out.

Uncle's power is not in China, but there are some forces, and it is easy to deal with some things.

Not to mention Xing Jiu'an.

Xing Jiu'an didn't have much interest in the things here, but his uncle bought a lot of calligraphy and painting, jade, diamonds, and a few antiquities.

The auction was over and they were about to get up to get things, but they didn't expect someone to come over.

"Hello, Mr. Guern, can we talk?"

Xing Jiuan did not move.

Uncle Gunn curled his lips. "Sir, I'm just here to buy things."