In the private room on the third floor.
The staff carefully brought up a tray covered with red silk and placed it on the table for the guests to examine.
Apart from the staff, they also provided professional appraisers.
The guests could immediately appraise the value of the collection if they needed to.
Ye Wangchuan gave the staff a card and signed his name on a list. Then, he covered the pen with its cap and tossed it to the waiter.
"You may go."
His face was handsome and noble, typical of an Asian.
The staff rarely saw black-eyed and black-haired guests in the club, not to mention in this private room on the third floor.
The staff secretly observed the three people in the private room, then quickly retracted their gazes and tiptoed out.
Ye Wangchuan handed the ancient jade he had just bought at an astronomical price to the girl. He lowered his eyes, looking to be in a great mood. "Here, your good friend's anniversary gift."
