Indeed, because of this interruption, even before the auction had ended, quite a few people had secretly sent messages over, hoping Sheng Shushu would help authenticate some items.
Zong Zhizhi stood by her side, having just fended off Mr. Meng's bodyguard and thrown him out, now standing with an air of authority.
But his pocket was bulging comically.
Inside his pocket were business cards handed over by the VIPs in the venue, almost all of which had items they wanted Sheng Shushu to appraise written on them.
As soon as the auction ended, Sheng Shushu was surrounded by people.
Xiao Yu stood at the entrance of the venue, looking at the girl besieged by the crowd, his brow furrowed.
From the first time he heard her talk about investing, he knew she would shine, but this feeling wasn't very enjoyable.
Xiao Yu gave a small gesture with his hand.
Zong Zhizhi moved to protect Sheng Shushu, escorting her outside.
