"I suddenly regret not accompanying you to the auction house and missing out on such an exciting legend…"
Anjou Prince had even forgotten about her job, she was typing rapidly on her phone and sending a message to Ye Feng.
At the same time when she sent the message to Ye Feng.
In a lively bar, Wolfgang was having an academic discussion with a girl about which position was more comfortable. He was about to put it into practice after drinking enough when his phone vibrated.
He took it out and saw it was from a group chat with rich second-generation heirs from Fog City, who were many of his fair-weather friends. Many people were also tagging him.
"@Young Master Wolfgang, something big has happened."
"@Young Master Wolfgang, you probably don't know you missed a big show tonight, right?"
"My good friend was at the Cohen Auction House tonight. He was so giddy when he talked to us about what he saw tonight that he almost danced with joy."
