I used online loans to give gifts to the anchor, and he just said "baby"?

Why make it so mysterious?

Wen Wan's fingers tapped rhythmically on the atlas, making a "click-click-click" sound.

“Are there any other special aspects of the auction?”

Liu Qinghuan thought for a moment and said, "The new president of the Alliance will be announced on the day of the Midsummer Auction."

"In addition, there's a process in the Black Gold Market where all parties participating in the auction must submit an item for auction. The winner of the item must pay the price on the spot. I heard that if the winner fails to pay the price on the spot, they will be punished by the Alliance."

"But that's never happened."

This is something worth taking advantage of.

Wen Wan's amber eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of calculation hidden in the shadow of her eyelashes.

"Just because it's never happened doesn't mean it can't happen." She murmured softly in a gentle voice.

Liu Qinghuan didn't understand and didn't ask. She just felt that Wen Wan's behavior didn't give her the impression that he was in his twenties.

She couldn't see through it at all.

"Do you need me to prepare an invitation to the Black Gold Field of the Midsummer Auction for you?" she asked.

"No, I have one." Wen Wan said, then changed the subject and said, "Prepare one."

"dong dong"

There was a knock on the office door, interrupting their conversation.

Liu Qinghuan received Wen Wan's consent and shouted.

"Please come in."

Liu Qinghuan thought it was his subordinate who was delivering coffee, but when he turned around and saw it was He Mu, he asked in confusion, "What's the matter?"

"Professor Yu is here again. He still hopes you can help him repair the blue and white Ruyi auspicious cup." He Mu reported.

Liu Qinghuan's expression was calm, without a trace of impatience. He said in a businesslike manner, "Please help me refuse again. I'm not capable enough to help him repair it. I hope he can understand."

"I've refused, but Professor Yu still wants to meet you." He Mu was helpless.

Liu Qinghuan looked at Wen Wan and asked, "Miss, I might need to go downstairs to meet this guest. He is a regular customer of Qiu Hongzhai."

"Qiu Hongzhai also has the business of repairing cultural relics?" Wen Wan was puzzled. The system introduced Qiu Hongzhai a lot that day, but she didn't listen carefully.

It turns out there is such a business.

Liu Qinghuan nodded and explained, "Yes, Miss. Qiu Hongzhai mainly engages in auctions, and treasure appraisal and restoration are also important revenue sources for us."

Wen Wan became interested, thinking that the top-level cultural relic restoration skills she had just learned might come in handy.

"Then let's go and take a look together."

After a while, the three of them went downstairs and came to the VIP room for receiving distinguished guests.

There were two people waiting in the room, a white-haired old man in his sixties and a young man in his early thirties.

"Professor Yu."

"Master Liu."

Liu Qinghuan and the white-haired old man greeted each other.

Professor Yu couldn't wait to open the wooden box on the table, and inside lay a broken teacup.

Wen Wan's gaze fell on the teacup.

The blue and white color is rich, the painting is natural and smooth, and the patterns are exquisite.

It is the blue and white Ruyi auspicious cup that Liu Qinghuan mentioned.

It’s really beautiful.

"Master Liu, I would like to ask you to help me repair this auspicious cup." Professor Yu said in a very humble manner.

Liu Qinghuan looked embarrassed. "I'm truly sorry, Professor Yu. You know, this fragment of the auspicious wish cup is too small. Restoring it requires extremely high skills. I'm afraid I'm not up to the task."

"Is there no room for maneuver?" Professor Yu frowned and asked carefully.

Liu Qinghuan always maintained a graceful and elegant appearance and explained patiently.

"Professor Yu, you know in our line of work, if you don't make money, you're a fool."

"I believe you've asked around, but none of the veteran porcelain restorers on the market are willing to take it on. Restoring it is even more difficult than refiring it. I hope Professor Yu can understand."

Liu Qinghuan’s meaning was very clear. It’s not that I don’t want to repair it for you, but that I don’t have the ability to earn the money.

"Is there no hope at all?" Professor Yu stared into Liu Qinghuan's eyes, waiting for a miracle.

Liu Qinghuan shook his head, "I'm sorry."

Professor Yu's hopes were dashed, and he sighed like a deflated ball, "Oh, what a pity."