Zhou Hongguang?
"Sir, I don't know this person at all." Ying Tian shook his head.
"In this world, most valuable antiques, more or less, have a certain relationship with this person."
"It should be impossible, right? It's like this Confucian Temple. Each store is independent. It is the largest antique market in East China Sea City. If there really is an antique empire, then it's absolutely inseparable from him." Cold sweat appeared on Ying Tian forehead.
It was as Ye Bei thought. The boy in front of him was still too naive.
But since he was a little bit idle today...
"Yes, this market has so many antiques. Many of them are of unknown origin, the state has also never intervened. So are these shops really independent?" Ye Bei murmured.
Ying Tian was indeed naive, but he was not stupid.
After he heard this, he sat in a chair and froze.
In the past, he himself hadn't noticed anything.
