"The next item up for auction..."
The auction had begun, and at the podium in the north of the banquet hall, an auctioneer with gold-rimmed glasses was introducing the item.
Jiang Chen had been seated in the first row, his position prominent. But he was uninterested in these ordinary antiques, leaning listlessly against the back of his chair, lost in thought.
Lin Bingrui glanced at Jiang Chen and gave a meaningful look toward Lin Zhiyan at his side.
Understanding his hint, Lin Zhiyan nodded and looked at Jiang Chen with a light laugh, "What's the matter? Don't see anything you like?"
Shaking his head slightly, Jiang Chen replied indifferently, "I have no use for these things."
"Sold!" The third item was quickly sold as the auctioneer brought down the gavel, and an attendant took the item down to hand it over to the bidder, replacing it with another item.
"Now for the fourth..." the auctioneer began explaining the next item.
