My Unpopular Neighbor Girl Has Hidden Identities

Chapter 281: 280, Symposium (3) Chapter 281: 280, Symposium (3) Song Yan Ning and her companions nodded.

“This gentleman is Old Xu, and he’ll be presiding over the auction shortly. Old Xu, this is the brilliant Mr. Liu, she is his boss, and this is Mr. Qin,” Yang Qi introduced the parties to each other.

He had met Old Xu once a few years ago, during his most glorious period. Since he got along well with Old Xu, they had exchanged phone numbers. He never expected to encounter him again, and even more so that Old Xu would be the auctioneer.

Old Xu nodded slightly. He had heard of the dazzling presence of Mr. Liu, but the current him was not fond of mingling with Huaxia businessmen. If it hadn’t been for Yang Qi grabbing his attention and insisting on chatting, he wouldn’t have bothered with Yang Qi. Back in the day, he had some renown, but now in the jewelry world, he couldn’t even rank. Why would he care about Yang Qi?

Seeing Old Xu seemingly uninterested in them, Song Yan Ning’s group simply nodded back. They certainly weren’t interested in forcing themselves on others.

Yang Qi felt somewhat embarrassed and looked at Song Yan Ning’s group, “Old Xu is just like that, don’t mind him.” He could also feel that Old Xu wasn’t as enthusiastic towards him as before.

Song Yan Ning’s group shook their heads. They wouldn’t concern themselves with someone unrelated to them.

Old Xu saw more people entering the auction venue and stood up, “Excuse me.” Acknowledging them was already a matter of giving face.

As more and more people entered the auction venue, the quiet hall became noisy.

Zhang Yun discovered that his seat was right next to Liu Xin’s and a happy smile appeared on his lips. It seemed his luck was not bad.

He had just sent someone to find out which rough lot Song Yan Ning had chosen, only to learn that Song Yan Ning’s group hadn’t submitted their bid numbers. This frustrated him. Now, seated right beside them, he could clearly see what rough they chose. All he had to do was to place a slightly higher bid than theirs and he could snatch away their rough.

As if she didn’t know what Zhang Yun had in mind. Since the other party wanted to cut in, she would let him have his

the venue

podium, surveying the crowd, “I am Xu Kunyang, the auctioneer

clap!” A round of applause erupted in

know you esteemed guests are here for the rough, so I won’t waste your time. Let’s begin with the bidding for the Red Zone rough. Please enter the numbers of the lots you’ve selected and your bid prices into the mobile phones placed in front

full of waste and unpopular rough, so there was no need to waste

Liu Xin handed the phone to Song

her head, “You enter

opened the notebook and began to slowly fill in the numbers

of the corner of his eye as Liu Xin handled the mobile and mentally noted the rough lot numbers and prices. Once Liu Xin submitted, he would enter the same and by then, even if Liu Xin

carefully checked everything a second time,

quickly entered the numbers he had just noted, raising his bid slightly above Liu Xin’s. The price of Red Zone rough couldn’t compare with those of the Blue or Yellow Zones. The businessmen coming to Myanmar for the betting event rarely bid on Red Zone rough, so the starting prices set by the organizers

Yun’s hands and

the same

Yun laughed heartily and submitted the numbers and prices, “President Liu is wrong. This is fair competition; the

soon,” Liu Xin coldly huffed, not bothering to argue further with Zhang Yun. He had plenty of ways

openly snatch Liu Xin’s lots, he wasn’t afraid of Liu Xin getting back at him, especially

were quickly displayed on the